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My Story

The one where I panic just a little

5 September 2009

Omigod. It’s here already. Open Studios starts today. Already? Srsly? My art, in public. With a price tag on it. Ack. Worse, with me there, in easy eavesdropping range, baring my creative soul and offering myself up as an artistic Aunt Sally for people to throw shoes at. Woah. I must have secret masochistic tendencies. [...]

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Danger: low flying shoes ahead

14 August 2009

Earlier this week, someone threw a shoe at me. “WTF?” you’re thinking.* “What sort of person throws shoes at people?” Of course, it wasn’t a real shoe. It was that kind of shoe throwing described by the wonderful, wacky, wise Havi Brooks. It was “a particularly condescending remark about something” I did, and at the [...]

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Facing the blank page, um, posting box

5 August 2009

It’s actually quite scary having this new website and blog. It’s scary because it says, up there, live on t’interwebs, that I am an Artist. That means People might judge me and find me lacking. “An artist? Who does she think she is?” It’s scary because I want to be me on this blog. That [...]

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So, um, hello!

1 August 2009

Hello. Welcome to my brand spanking new website and blog. Do come in! Sorry, just moved in, so you’ll have to watch out for the boxes everywhere. I’ve only just started unpacking, and as for decorating… well, you know how it is when you’ve just moved in – still working out where to put the [...]

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