It's Easter Peeps!

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To all my peeps out there, it is here that I will make my confession that "Peeps" those sugary, squishy, marshmallowy, gritty critters are my favorite Easter candy of all time. Note: The chicks came on the scene from 1940's-1950's. Look here if you want a "Peep in Time "

There are only two exceptions to my favorite candy rule on Easter and that is my Grandmother Lucia would always give us a round tin of Droste chocolates along with some Perugina Baci chocolate hazelnut kisses. I'm not sure how my Italian grandmother discovered these Netherland's chocolates but I loved these round disks of goodness that would melt in your mouth and miss receiving them from her.

Well that's all I have to say about candy, because on any other day I'd much prefer a crusty baquette.
Now for some creative Peep art:
I know there are some Project Runway fans out there. Have you seen this video?

Project Peepway



Look here at these crazy wonderful diorama's created for:
Peeps Show II

*You may need to listen to 5 sec. commercial, but it's worth the wait.


Happy Spring! and thanks for stopping by!
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Sock Monkey DNA

Today was Monkey Day or Monkee's Day.

Perhaps what started me on this kick was John at Typos.Daylight.Fate. I'm laughing myself silly, but when I got done altering this fractal and rotating the image around, first thought that came to mind was...my what colorful DNA strands, then I saw what looked like an outline of a monkey. ...well I suppose a sock monkey might just have such colorful DNA and...I love sock monkeys and recently came across this fun sock monkey site. Don't sock monkeys make you smile?

Can you see the resemblance?


I also love "The Monkees" as in Davey Jones, Mickey Dolenz, Peter Tork and Michael Nesmith. As a matter of fact these vintage mags are expected to arrive at my doorstep any day now. The exact same magazines I held in my hands as I daydreamed of a secret date with Davey Jones and made gum wrapper love chains (look here for instructions) that I mailed to Mickey Dolenz. Sorry Peter and Mike you were off my radar.

love chain - looked like this but much longer







Signing off for now - Monkey Love a.k.a "The ArTfuL EyE"
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At the end of the rainbow...

8 x 11.5 mixed media collage, layers of fluid acrylic paints

collage ephemera, colored markers, Caran d'Ache Neocolor II crayons

rubber stamps

Have you ever tried to get to the end of a rainbow? I have and guess what, I'm still on the road some 50 years later and haven't gotten any closer or maybe I have and I just didn't know it. What did I think I would find? a pot of gold, a farmhouse, field of poppies, the afterlife.

::::::: I interrupt this regular scheduled programming to say that my 'dear husband' who has been working tirelessly to restore my 1963 Mercury Meteor in the garage, just walked in the house and presented me with a special gift... a handful of assorted transmission springs for use in my art projects, he sure knows the way to my heart :::::: now back to our regular scheduled programming.

Whenever I see a rainbow I ask my husband do you think we could get to the end and he reminds me by his scientific mind that it is not possible that a rainbow is a phenomenon, a refractory of light, that it would be impossible. Geesh, I don't believe a word he says, why should I let him burst my rainbow bubble?

Now look here at this person below. Don't they seem close?

Double Rainbow in Wrangell-St. Elias National Park, Alaska

Image by photographer -Eric Rolph at

Wikimedia free usable media files

Well in the meantime, I'll keep dreaming because Dorothy says, "the dreams that you dare to dream, really do come true."

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Lost and Found

My mom was here visiting from Denver, CO this past week so we took a trip up to Julian, CA. .. for those curious minds Julian, CA is located just east of San Diego in the Cuyamaca Mountains.

This is a beautiful, quaint mountain town which has lots to offer and the best apple pie you'll ever sink your teeth into... now unexpectedly on this glorious winter day while we casually strolled through town we came upon this chilly scene. The sun was shining, the air was a crisp 25 degrees.

Right there before our eyes, laid out on the rocks, dirt and fall leaves- was teddy. My immediate thought was "Oh, my!" how could anyone... *gulp*... leave behind this teddy and in this condition. Next thought, "CSI" Julian".
How did this teddy meet such a demise? eye missing, arm ravaged.

I looked around for any immediate suspects but it was apparent he had been here for some time. I knew what I had to do next and that was to snap a photo of him so that he could live on in our spirit. I contemplated picking him up, but then thought what if the perpetrator had second thoughts and decided to come back and rescue him. Give him new life?

We continued our stroll,snapping more pics along the way and then stopped for a nice warm meal in another one of my favorite places
"Romano's Dodge House"

I guess this picture summed up how I was feeling on this cold, wintry day.
A bit lost and a little found.

Hope your holidays were grand and HAPPY NEW YEAR!

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Out of My Gourd

So a couple of months ago I decided to try my hand at
yet another art medium "Gourd Art" -as if I didn't already
have my hands into so many other wonderful mediums.
I took one class, learned two techniques, a closed coiled
and basketweave. Learned how to grow, clean, cut and dye a gourd and I was immediately hooked. I made this one specifically for a wedding gift and have since completed two others. I still need to take pics of the other two I've recently completed and will post them soon..

Here's another view.

If you ever get a chance to travel to Fallbrook, CA
the "International Gourd Art Festival" is a must see.
I had the chance to go this past summer and I'm still reeling at the beautiful, talented gourd art that I encountered at this event and talk about supplies...geeeshh a feast for one's eyes.

Another reason I'm out of my gourd...

Last night when I left work I drove directly to the Apple Store
in Fashion Valley and bought myself an 24" iMac. I'm a convert!
Did I say out of my gourd?! because the last time my fingers
touched a mac I was using an Apple IIe. Now I'm dating myself.
What this means I'll soon be transferring files from my current Dell PC (don't know how) and installing and teaching myself a whole new operating system. So... if I vanish from sight for awhile you'll know I fubar'd things up and I'm trying to wrangle my way back.
I consider myself a pretty savvy PC user but this whole Mac experience is new to me.
Wish me luck!

OH and BTW...have I mentioned that this daylight savings time stinks because I leave for work at o'dark thirty and return home at o'dark thirty. It feels like it's way past my bedtime.

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Feeling Blecch

Blecch...should be a word somewhere. I pronounce it like blegth, somewhere between, black, bleek and death. I've been ill since the day after Thanksgiving. Yesterday felt like I had pneumonia, today- I just feel like I have a bad cold. Nonetheless...I just want to stay horizontal and not move but then...I feel like I'm missing out on something. I like reading blogs and seeing what everyone is up to and having time off to do this is extremely rare. Unfortunately I'm finding it difficult to keep my body in an upright position. Tomorrow we head to Monterey, CA for a family funeral. Can it get any worse?!

For now, I leave you with this photo... because it's blu..ish and how the inside of my head feels right now, which I took of the inside stairwell of the Pilgrim Monument in Provincetown, MA as my husband and I trekked the 255 steps to the top lookout.

Here some pics of what we saw, I hope you enjoy.

of the top

from the inside out

to the east- the Marina

to the west -Cape Cod Bay

to the north -Cape Cod National Seashore

to the south- Provincetown High School

A diorama of what Provincetown, MA
looked like when the Pilgrims arrived

The Pilgrim's Story

The Mayflower- A room size diorama

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Crazy Daze

Another day working for the man. What's 'crazy' is that our entire company is loaded with Veterans and most of them were working. So I ask? How is that celebrating Veteran's Day.?! There were a few wise men missing but for the most part we were all in the trenches.


Speaking of wise men. Can you believe there are only 42 shopping 'daze' until Christmas?

In Other Words

Isn't is funny how we all have a way with words. Y'all have a way with words. Y'ouse guys have a way with words. When I first moved to the midwest from the Big Apple I was at times at a loss when I wasn't able to communicate with my fellow mates. I had asked someone in a local store where the soda was and they pointed me to club soda and said they have "pop" also. I thought for a moment. Pop? What on earth is pop! I then asked for a bag and they told me we only have "sacks". Beginning to get perplexed by the strange vernacular I became more curious. I was invited out for some sporting event and was told I could where my tennis shoes. I thought for a moment then explained that I didn't own a pair of tennis shoes but I did have a pair of sneakers. It made me laugh cuz I tried to think of the sport one might do with a pair of sneakers. You could be a super sneaker, sport sneaker, jr. olympic sneaker. Recently a friend and I were having a conversation many years later I mind you and we are in Costco. I said I'd go get the wagon and she chuckled and replied, "you mean "cart" right? No wagon, I replied and laughed again. In another conversation we were talking about registration renewal and tags were permits and plates were tags. Just the other day I asked for a regular cup of coffee and the clerk responded with, "Fresh Drip" okay?

No More Excuses

Someday is not a day of the week. What up? I had a truly unproductive day yesterday even though I did help a friend produce a workout CD. I'm good at procrastinating and I need to get ungood at it. I'm meeting with resistance because I'm not good with resume writing. It is like nails scratching against a chalkboard. I would rather be pumping gas or ironing then writing and rewriting my resume. An those of you who know me know how I despise these tasks.