I think today’s post is going to be drive-by-y and preview-y–mostly, because I’m still the sickliest squid to ever be sickly (i.e., I have the Cold That Will Not Die And Makes Me Want To Expire).  <–It’s a wordy cold; it really is–ask The Husband and PA/Minion.  They’ve had to listen to me be up half the night for the last week with the worst cough ever.


*is a miserable whiny bug*


So, understandably, it’s been a bit difficult to do think-y things.  The most impressive things I think I’ve managed during this cold is reading The Court of the Air by Stephen Hunt and working on an edition of unnamed friends:  fungoid owlet artist dolls.  <–The proto-type of which went to my most excellent friend, Miss Hel, as an artist trade.


unnamed friends:  owlet (sketch)


unnamed friends fungoid owlets


Now, the edition is coming along just fine. I’m up to four of the little owlets–using a sewing machine? so much quicker than hand-sewing, and I think I’m getting pretty okay at it–but I’d like to get a couple of more done before Friday, which is the Change of Quarter at the ARTgarage. That means that (theoretically) all the artists switch out their art for new art so that the gallery is full of new art.



It doesn’t always happen that way, but that is the theory.


The Court of the Air was–okay. Too much “it’s the end of the world,” and too little “cheesecake, jellybean, boom.” There are so many buried popular culture/popular literature references going on in there that I could only say that at least Hunt is well-read.


Really, every other page, I had any combination of “Really? Are you really doing this? Are you really going to moralize quite so obviously? Are you really going to be that awful with the punning?” responses going on.


There were very few things that felt unexpected (or were expected, but I was actually pleased about the presence of the expected). I wanted way more of the Steammen Free State ’cause, really, they were the most interesting characters for me; I wanted more character development because, seriously, the entire novel is about endings: the end of family, the end of security, the end of reality (quite literally), the end of previous identity, the end of life. There was only really one moment of “beginning” that happened for me, and that, of course, had to do with the steammen.


I wanted the world to actually be developed rather than all of these really, potentially great ideas being thrown together with little-to-no explanation or history.


But that’s just me. It could totally be someone else’s cuppa; it just wasn’t really mine. Your mileage may vary.


So, yeah, I veered of there into an elitist literature rant, I think. That happens on occasion.


What I’ve been thinking about is Branding. How artists brand themselves and their work, and how that branding can be extended to promotional/networking pieces like business card, website, yada.



I’m working on it, I swear.


Okay, so I’ll be think-y about Branding for the next week and get back to y’all on how that’s working out for me–probably, with references since I’m still Research Girl (no Buffy references intended).


And, so the calendar is delineated where everyone can find it (I’m not all-that-pleased with the inserted Google calendar):


Story Beads:  Beading to Heal–September 30th    $30.00

The ARTgarage has a class cooperative with St. Vinny’s, and this class is being offered through that program.  This class is also totally based upon one that I took with Lisa Kay a couple of years ago.  She’s totally as awesome as you’d think she’d be winning a Fulbright.  Share the love!


“Visualizing Your Hopes and Dreams”:  An Art Night for Freedom House–October 3rd, 6-8 pm

It’s basically an art class being taught for the families that Freedom House helps out.


IQ’s Fall Art Reception–October 8th

3-8 pm at IQ’s Bar 2105 University Ave., Green Bay


4th Quarter Artists Opening Reception AND the first Artists’ Demo-ing Night (hip name yet to be chosen)–October 13th

5-8 pm at the ARTgarage.  The Artists’ Demo-ing Night is something new that we’re trying, so if you’re an artist in the Green Bay area, come to Demo Night!  We all aren’t ARTgarage artists either, and we’re willing to share our windfall awesomeness!


Japanese Stab Binding:  Books to Heal–October 14th    $30.00

Also, a St. Vinny’s class.


Artist Books:  A Bookmaking Workshop–November 11th-12th    $150.00

Bookmaking techniques and artist books! \o/


Artists’ Demo-ing Night–November 17th

Same sitch (yes, I did use “sitch”) as the other one.


Artist Dolls–November 18th-19th    $150.00

Really, this is ‘Lain’s gig; I’m just co-teaching.


Black Friday Mixed Media for Kids Class–November 25th

Co-taught with the fabulous Miss Carrie.  Bring your kids to be babysat to learn about and make mixed media art while you get some peace and quiet some Yule/Christmas/Kwanzaa/Hanukkah/Saturnalia/insert-your-holy-day-here shopping done.


Artists’ Demo-ing Night (I really hope we come up with a better title soon.)–Decemeber 15th, 5-8 pm

This Demo Night happens during the ARTgarage’s annual Holiday Sale/Show, so it’s a double header.


Miss ‘Lain is also teaching a couple of other classes that I’m kinda helping out with (Mostly so that I can take the class without paying for it!  Don’t tell!).

Circuit Bending 101–October 28th    $60.00

Puppetry–December 2nd and 9th    $150



2 thoughts on “*waffles*

  1. I don’t think your lit crit is elitist. It’s one thing to be clever with one’s reference-stealing, it’s another to make it such that there is actually very little else (basically, it’s the Family Guy syndrome). The Family Guy syndrome (like it… new Okinawan saying I just made up 10 seconds ago), I think, is post-post modernism at its worst… all references, no actual underpinnings.

    I do like your crossouts in the Black Friday class. No subliminal there… We want owlets, we want owlets (we are right and everyone else is wrong).


  2. I totally get what you’re saying with The Family Guy Syndrome. I think Hunt was trying more for The Gilmore Girls Hyper-Referentiality, but it just didn’t work that way for me.

    I’m never subliminal. Not me. Nope. *holds out an owlet*


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