Dec 06 2009
Beloved Things
I have been rather lazy about this little dusty corner. Got to get on that… Okay, so here are some photos of things I would grab if the house were on fire, and a belated entry into Jagosaurus’ Sandwich Party.
I had coffee with Athena on Friday, and we ate cookies; I admired her holiday decorating skills, and we gave each other little tokens of friendship. I now have my very own Athena! I have intended to buy one since I first saw her work, but I seriously could never make up my mind. I had mentioned this one being a front runner. So she gave me one all framed and everything! The title makes it even better.
Mrs. Rigby Was Denied a Raise, So Unfortunately,
the Family Pet Bore the Brunt of Her Aggravated Temporary Insanity
She is hanging just outside the studio door in a place of honor, just across from this one, my very own Shel Silverstein original.
And to complete the yellow theme, my belated entry into the Sandwich Party. The rules are that you have to make (or order), photograph and consume a sandwich on the appointed weekend, and post your photo. Well, I got steps 1 through 3, then I spaced on posting the photo. So here it is…last Sunday morning’s breakfast. A luscious scrambled egg and pepperoni, on challah, with cheddar. Photographed on the work table in my studio.
Honestly, the first three times I read this it was “blah blah blah my very own Shel Silvertstein original blah blah blah. Now, finally, I can get to the other stuff, which is also awesome.
Yeah, if you grew up memorizing every line of Where the Sidewalk Ends, it’s pretty cool. For every one else, it’s “Michelle Silverstein? Who’s she?”
As soon as a few of my other artsy friends get deservedly famous (ahem…) then I’ll have one hell of a collection.
“Michelle Silverstein? Who’s she?”
Ugh. Come on people.
I think Mrs. Rigby and Shel will have lots of interesting conversations when no one’s around. :)