postcards & videos

when i was at zine fest, the postcards i was having printed up to sell were not ready. i freaked out a little…and then i started painting postcards as i sat at my table. some weren’t even dry as they were bought by the zine scene.

here are the rest:

 

also! for my final digital media class i had to do an “alter ego” website. i chose to do bluejean’s website. for the video i narrated my big whimsy pieces “reading rainbow” style. it was kind of rushed. i should have worked on it more, but i was down to the wire. i worked on the video a lot–but you may not be able to tell because it is so rough & needs so much more work. is this something i should do? polish this format? who thinks this is a good venue for my stuff?

(please keep in mind the story is rough & the narration is rushed–if you only have time for one, spoketh the black bear is slightly better than hilda’s dilemma)

whimsy videos:

spoketh the black bear  &  hilda’s dilemma

now the semester is over and i have to pick my own direction. should i flip a coin or spin a bottle?

 

stark raving whimsy: hilda’s dilemma

i finished my second wall piece of whimsy. i am also going to use these wall pieces for my digital media class.

i am making an “alter ego website” for that class. i am creating bluejean’s website, should she have one. which made me realize the best way to present these large pieces–video. reading rainbow style narrated videos of the story. the trickiest part so far is the background noise every time i try to record…screaming minions. also! getting the picture flat and easily recorded. i might have to do it at my drawing class, after class. i have my critique tomorrow. so i could leave it hanging, wait for everyone to leave, and then video my piece, talking to myself (aka narrating) as i do it.

also! i need to scan in a bunch of art, using the university’s big scanners. speaking of art. i did put prices for a zine package on my “STORE: prints & zines” page. i am hoping my friend is still willing to do some website work for me. then i will have a better store for anyone so dedicated that they want to buy my stuff. i did mail zines off to a couple of fans/friends….

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they will arrive wrapped in plain brown wrapper–just like porn. if anyone else wants any–go to my store site. i will be notified of your paypal purchase & will promptly mail them off. just message addresses to me? my email is: emconnell@live.com…. see, i need to figure this out so it’s easier. soon…hopefully…soon.

meanwhile, the semester is almost over & everything…life, the universe, and me, are set to change–for the better!

as always, stay tuned!

benefactor needed…now more than ever

my camera…she dies slowly. my laptop…she is four years old and easily over-heated. my new apartment…she is very very expensive to a struggling artist-writer mama and her dusty cohort (who is a very talented cook & grossly underpaid.)

i need confidence and a benefactor.

i am returning to school this fall, taking a class in confidence–er, digital media. i’m hoping to feel more competitive with freelance work once i feel more confident about creating digitally.

i am reading amanda palmer’s the art of asking. okay, i haven’t yet gotten the introduction read, but it is on my kitchen table waiting for me to have a free moment to focus. i am hoping it will be so damned inspirational that i have no choice but to fly out of my little hole in the ground and start molesting people with my awesomeness…er…or, maybe i misunderstood the book jacket message….

i have a new apartment! & internet!

but no furniture. i live in the college town of madison and all the fucking uhauls are rented through 5:15pm on sunday, august 16th. holy fuck. so we are living on the bare minimum of furniture, dishes, & utensils. i have my cast iron skillets with me and am seeing what all they can be used for. i did make a cheesecake for misha’s birthday in a cast iron skillet. cheesecake pans are for pussies (or, people who can afford cheesecake pans.)

i draw. i write bad poetry. i pace. i wince as my children shriek. (how did i give birth to FOUR shrieking children?? my poor neighbors. please don’t hate me new neighbors.) i am an artist.

next week, i will have a desk…maybe. with a desk to draw upon–the world will be my oyster.