Oolala the Arty Life

Sound Beach

Susan — Fri, 25 May 2012 08:28:32 +0000

When Mama was young her father built his family a summer cottage on the Long Island Sound. The cottage was bare bones simple. Rooms were small, walls were thin, kids all slept up the ladder steep stairs in the unfinished attic. There wasn’t a flush toilet until I was five or six. And the bathroom,...

Studio-in-Progress

Susan — Wed, 23 May 2012 05:41:02 +0000

My latest canvas… The new! improved! Studio Grande!!! Sheetrock’s up. Taped and textured. Next step is priming. And then painting. First I have to pick the paint. White. But which one? There may be fifty shades of gray but there are approximately fifty thousand hundred million Shades Of. WHITE!!! AAACK! But the door will be...

Spike Anne

Susan — Mon, 21 May 2012 08:04:37 +0000

“When you got nuthin’ to say, give ‘em pictures.” Mark Twain Okay, Mark Twain didn’t really say that. But a hundred something years ago, Samuel Clemens, AKA Mark Twain, spent a fair amount of time here in California’s gold country. Some of it right here in my town. So I figure a man known for...

Ah, Spring!

Susan — Fri, 18 May 2012 06:07:20 +0000

I came home from work tonight and realized I really had to water the fruit trees. I planted them a couple months ago, two apples and a pear. I planted them on a terrace Mr. Spouse built last year. Mr. Spouse does like to build things, especially when it involves stone. We backfilled the terrace...

Philosophy of a RAA

Susan — Wed, 16 May 2012 06:57:48 +0000

Random Acts of Art has moved to FaceBook and taken on a life of it’s own. Check it out. If you like what you see, join the party. In less than two weeks we’ve grown to over 200 members, people from all over the world are making things, hiding things, stacking things. And posting the...

Letting Go

Susan — Mon, 14 May 2012 05:08:17 +0000

Last week I promised a painting would be finished. The contrived kitty would morph into something...else… with da muse. Here it is, the contrived kitty. Gag me…playing safe. Being coy. Aarugh…da muse was not impressed. So I dove right in. Took a plunge off the deep end, paintbrush in hand. Holy crap! The creative waters...

Love Thy Neighbor

Susan — Fri, 11 May 2012 06:12:48 +0000

The first time I met Mary*** (not her real name) I went home and killed someone. Well, actually I went home and shoveled horseshit…continued shoveling horseshit because that was what I’d been doing before I met her. Before I drove down the lane and introduced myself to the new neighbor who’d yelled at my son...

Priorities

Susan — Wed, 09 May 2012 08:01:09 +0000

I was on fire Sunday night. Ouch! Sizzlin’ hot…FIRE!!! Because da Muse was lit up big time. And I was her puppet…puppet, I tell you...slapping paint every which way, upside down and backwards. I was so fired up I declared to the world I would have that painting finished by Wednesday. And I asked you guys to hold...

Peace, Love and Plaid

Susan — Mon, 07 May 2012 05:29:32 +0000

I WILL write my post tonight. I will. I will. But there are SO MANY bright shiny objects distracting me in a good way…ahhhh… So lemme tell you about my day. Holy crap, it was AWESOME!!! Bright and shiny awesome. If you haven’t read Friday’s post yet, go ahead and do it. Because that’s what...

Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

Susan — Fri, 04 May 2012 07:50:35 +0000

Tonight…and maybe it’s because it’s late and I’m a little fuzzy in the head…tonight I created a NEW FaceBook group. Random Acts of Art. Because I could. And you’re ALL invited to join. Back in February, Valentine’s Day to be exact, I discovered how much fun it was to hide little arty tokens out and about...