And as primary executor (not to be confused with executioner) of this blog, I do indeed have all authority.
We're moving, friends.
For a little over a year, now, I've been concurrently writing 2 blogs (besides the horrifying story blog that Dana and I write). I had initially thought that Bow Ties and Bandits would be my personal blog for friends and family, while Pastiche would be my blog focused on thrifty treasures and tips. But I've come to realize, that really, there's no separating the two. Thrift ("vintage", if you're feeling pretentious) shopping and creating unique pieces from previously unloved pieces is an integral part of my life and vice versa.
Therefore, we're all going to get friendly here and jet on over to Pastiche.
Don't be scared.
We'll all be friends.
No tears.
Here's the link:
Pastiche
And hopefully you'll join us there.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Et tu, Brute?
Remember that chalkboard at the end of our hallway? (If you don't, that's ok. It was on my other blog. I'm combining worlds. Don't freak out.) Right at the start of this year, my mom wrote, "Home is where your story begins" with a sweet drawing of a house beside it. So lovely and endearing.
I changed it this morning.
I'm a terrible daughter.
I changed it this morning.
I'm a terrible daughter.
To: Dana *TEASER*
Monday, March 14, 2011
Charley Harper
When it comes to art, I'm a pretty simple girl. Sure, yeah, Van Gogh, da Vinci, they're nice. But who cares? Really? (Just kidding, I know a lot of people care, and yes they're completely amazing and well-rendered, blah blah blah.) But when it comes to things that I actually enjoy, I prefer something more stylized.
Enter, Charley Harper.
Enter, Charley Harper.
My art teacher recommended him for me, and I'm so very glad she did. His work is simply fantastic (plus, he was darned adorable). It's no secret that I love animal paintings/drawings. I just feel like animals have such quirky, and very real, personalities that we don't often take the time to see. After doing a bit of commercial work in the 1950's, Harper did a lot of work for conservationists and zoos and whatnot. (Which, hello, are often quite boring, bland, and bleeding-heart-oriented. No offense guys. You know it's true). But Harper's illustrations knock that blandness right off the pages.
Honestly, you can't tell me Harper didn't chuckle a bit to himself while he painted this. Anyone who has even smidgen of a backyard has seen this scenario take place at least once in their life. (Let me tell you, if you haven't seen this, you might think to put your money on the squirrel because he has, you know, arms. But ohhh no. Birds are evil and scrappy.)
Sometimes endearing
(...or seductive according to the title? Ai-yee!)
Sometimes a bit of both
Some of them even feature people
He has a few different series of Palm Springs, the Hot Springs, and the Grand Ole Opry, among other touristy destinations, and they're just hilarious.
It's encouraging to see someone who felt that art was about "leaving things out" rather than putting everything in. I sometimes feel, in my own work, that being minimalist isn't as fabulous as being realistic. In order to be considered a "true artist" you have to be either incredibly weird and misunderstood or incredibly traditionally talented.
And that's just not me.
I like animals. I like cute. I like quirk. And sometimes I draw because I like to draw, not because I have some deep existential meaning behind it.
So, thank you Mr. Charley Harper, for reminding me to "always be doing something that satisfies you, what makes you feel good inside."
What makes me feel good inside?
Doodling animals.
Laughing when my creations take on personalities that I didn't necessarily plan.
Painting what's magical, not what's accurate.
Much like Harper, I prefer to "never count the feathers in the wings; I just count the wings.”
You've helped rejuvenate me, Mr. Harper, and I thank you for that.
Many of the pictures are from this Flickr site and Charley Harper's own site. Be sure to check them out. There were about a zillion other pictures I wanted to post, but figured that might be overkill.
Honestly, you can't tell me Harper didn't chuckle a bit to himself while he painted this. Anyone who has even smidgen of a backyard has seen this scenario take place at least once in their life. (Let me tell you, if you haven't seen this, you might think to put your money on the squirrel because he has, you know, arms. But ohhh no. Birds are evil and scrappy.)
Sometimes endearing
(...or seductive according to the title? Ai-yee!)
Sometimes a bit of both
Some of them even feature people
He has a few different series of Palm Springs, the Hot Springs, and the Grand Ole Opry, among other touristy destinations, and they're just hilarious.
It's encouraging to see someone who felt that art was about "leaving things out" rather than putting everything in. I sometimes feel, in my own work, that being minimalist isn't as fabulous as being realistic. In order to be considered a "true artist" you have to be either incredibly weird and misunderstood or incredibly traditionally talented.
And that's just not me.
I like animals. I like cute. I like quirk. And sometimes I draw because I like to draw, not because I have some deep existential meaning behind it.
So, thank you Mr. Charley Harper, for reminding me to "always be doing something that satisfies you, what makes you feel good inside."
What makes me feel good inside?
Doodling animals.
Laughing when my creations take on personalities that I didn't necessarily plan.
Painting what's magical, not what's accurate.
Much like Harper, I prefer to "never count the feathers in the wings; I just count the wings.”
You've helped rejuvenate me, Mr. Harper, and I thank you for that.
Many of the pictures are from this Flickr site and Charley Harper's own site. Be sure to check them out. There were about a zillion other pictures I wanted to post, but figured that might be overkill.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Post About Blood by a Girl with Vampire Teeth. Let's All Laugh Together
I like random facts. That's just the way it is. That's probably why when I blog you can get anything ranging from my inordinate love of Star Wars to Heidi Klum's Workout to Hollywood's Hall of Creepers (which, ps, it's totally that time of year again. God bless the rain for keeping them inside).
The proof is in the pudding. So to speak.
All this to say, I got a book from the library. Not because I'm a super health nut or against practiced medicinein any way, but simply because I like facts. It's a fact. I like facts. Facts facts facts.
(I'm saying that like Hobbes from Calvin and Hobbes. I just went to find a link to the comic I'm talking about and holy cow. There's a site just for the comic I want. Don't Knock My Smock or I'll Clean You're Clock. Seriously. )
So in the pursuit of (sometimes) useless knowledge...presenting... (dun dun dundun duh dun duh dah!!!):
4 Blood Types, 4 Diets. Eat Right for Your Type: The Individualized Diet Solution to Staying Healthy, Living Longer and Achieving Your Ideal Weight by Dr. Peter J. D'Adamo with Catherine Whitney
I'm assuming they had a real crack book jacket writer and had to include a summary of the book as part of the title. That really can be the only acceptable reason for having a title that long.
Simply put, different blood types require different diets. Not like "lose weight" diet. But "eating properly" diet. For me--type A--it seems fairly accurate. I'm what you could call dainty. Or a weak gazelle if you're out in the wild. It seems to make sense thus far. If animals range from carnivores to herbivores to whatever you call an animal that eats plants and little bugs (e.g. Timon and Pumbaa) why shouldn't people? Yes, this is a faulty argument, but what are you going to do? Kill the poor sick gazelle? How dare you.
Enough blithleblathling.
Here's the site
I recommend the book, however. It actually explains the science behind it, rather than being some bizarre alternative medicine with no scientific proof to back it up. I'm going to try it. See how I feel. If I grow a couple extra legs or antlers or anything I'll be sure to let you know.
The proof is in the pudding. So to speak.
All this to say, I got a book from the library. Not because I'm a super health nut or against practiced medicinein any way, but simply because I like facts. It's a fact. I like facts. Facts facts facts.
(I'm saying that like Hobbes from Calvin and Hobbes. I just went to find a link to the comic I'm talking about and holy cow. There's a site just for the comic I want. Don't Knock My Smock or I'll Clean You're Clock. Seriously. )
So in the pursuit of (sometimes) useless knowledge...presenting... (dun dun dundun duh dun duh dah!!!):
4 Blood Types, 4 Diets. Eat Right for Your Type: The Individualized Diet Solution to Staying Healthy, Living Longer and Achieving Your Ideal Weight by Dr. Peter J. D'Adamo with Catherine Whitney
I'm assuming they had a real crack book jacket writer and had to include a summary of the book as part of the title. That really can be the only acceptable reason for having a title that long.
Simply put, different blood types require different diets. Not like "lose weight" diet. But "eating properly" diet. For me--type A--it seems fairly accurate. I'm what you could call dainty. Or a weak gazelle if you're out in the wild. It seems to make sense thus far. If animals range from carnivores to herbivores to whatever you call an animal that eats plants and little bugs (e.g. Timon and Pumbaa) why shouldn't people? Yes, this is a faulty argument, but what are you going to do? Kill the poor sick gazelle? How dare you.
Enough blithleblathling.
Here's the site
I recommend the book, however. It actually explains the science behind it, rather than being some bizarre alternative medicine with no scientific proof to back it up. I'm going to try it. See how I feel. If I grow a couple extra legs or antlers or anything I'll be sure to let you know.
Labels:
Blood,
Books,
Calvin and Hobbes,
Creepers,
Heidi Klum,
Hollywood,
Star Wars,
Vampire
Monday, February 14, 2011
Happy Birthday, Mr. President
Yes, this post is belated, but we did actually celebrate on his birthday, because really, who doesn't like Lincoln? (That's rhetorical. The real heart of the question is, "who doesn't take the opportunity to celebrate any occasion with a picnic that includes cupcakes?")
Yes, we brought Scrabble in honor of...uhh...Lincoln teaching himself to read in a log cabin. Yeah. That's it.
Spot the Valentine Rabbit
I swear I'll stop with the rabbits soon...maybe even today...or maybe not...
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Superbowl Sports Rabbits
Neither of these are football, but today Americans across the country are celebrating the Super Bowl by eating vast amounts of food and drinking exorbitant amounts of alcohol. Plus they yell. To celebrate such a time-honored tradition (as well as continue our rabbit theme), here are a couple of rabbit mascot friends.
1. Hip Hop, Philadelphia 76ers
2. Reggie Rabbit, South Sydney Rabbitohs (that's rugby, folks)
He's a far better looking hare. Therefore, he wins a link to his own website. Well done, Australia. Well done.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Happy Chinese New Year!
It's officially the year of the rabbit. Funny turn of events: while doing some swift googling for a "rabbit" picture to include, I accidentally typed "rabbot." Let me tell you, friends. Way more interesting results.
Exhibit A:Exhibit B:
And finally...
Exhibit C:
There were zillions of sexy robot bunny pictures and my response was, "What the...I feel uncomfortable." Until I read her description.
Labels:
Bunnies,
Chinese New Year,
Rabbits,
Rabbot,
Sonic the Hedgehog
How could I forget! (Whimsy Pt. 2)
The woman who started it all
Mary Blair
This is the woman who did a lot of the concept art for Disney and- what's that folks?- it's a small world. There are just far too many pieces of hers that I would like to include, but I have a hunch that once I started, I wouldn't be able to stop. So I'll just include the one above (from her trip to South America that concluded in the creation of "The Three Caballeros.")
Also...who doesn't want to be friends with this woman?
This is the woman who did a lot of the concept art for Disney and- what's that folks?- it's a small world. There are just far too many pieces of hers that I would like to include, but I have a hunch that once I started, I wouldn't be able to stop. So I'll just include the one above (from her trip to South America that concluded in the creation of "The Three Caballeros.")
Also...who doesn't want to be friends with this woman?
Labels:
Art,
Disney,
It's a Small World,
Mary Blair,
Nuns,
Paintings,
The Three Caballeros,
Whimsy
Whimsy
A couple of artists for you, my friends, that are full of extravagant whimsy:
What I think I love most about her is that she includes animals in most of her paintings. Plus she paints on wooden panels. That's just awesome.
Nicoletta Ceccoli
While also whimsical, she's a bit darker. She's also obviously influenced by fairy tales, which I think is fabulous.
Nicoletta Ceccoli
While also whimsical, she's a bit darker. She's also obviously influenced by fairy tales, which I think is fabulous.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
I Stole This...
Here's the notification I received through email today (minus some exclamation points because, WOW someone went !!!!!!! crazy) (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!):
Hospice Foundation of the East Bay
ANNA'S ATTIC
5350 CLAYTON ROAD
CONCORD
We are having our annual book sale this weekend!
It is located at our Concord Thrift Store Anna's Attic.
We have books from every genre! Vintage, Cookbooks, Fiction, Sports, Kids, Do It Yourself, Foreign Language and much much more! And as always, our store will be fully stocked with merchandise from housewares and clothing to antiques and collectibles.
Friday January 21st
10:00am to 5:00pm
Saturday January 22nd
10:00am to 5:00pm
Sunday January 23rd
12:00am to 5:00pm
All Books will be 50% off or MORE on Sunday!!
Proceeds to Benefit Hospice Foundation of the East Bay
I'll be there. Probably tomorrow. Maybe Saturday. And perhaps Sunday. I've gotten quite a few books there before.
(Prove it, Liar!)
Fine. I will.
Past posts from Anna's Attic finds:
Ba-Zing!
(Prove it, Liar!)
Fine. I will.
Past posts from Anna's Attic finds:
Ba-Zing!
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Down with Pnina
So...I've been watching Say Yes to the Dress. I realize it's in New York and, who are we kidding, New Yorkers are sometimes...mmm...tacky. But come on. Really? Are there really THAT many people that want to look like a hooker on their wedding day? And although the answer is obviously and unfortunately "yes," sorry Pnina. This is revolting.
It's horrifying times like these that cause me to ask, "What would Ingrid think?"
My feelings exactly, Ingrid. My feelings exactly.
It's horrifying times like these that cause me to ask, "What would Ingrid think?"
My feelings exactly, Ingrid. My feelings exactly.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
So That's What It's Called
Hi. I'm a girl. I paint my nails. I do my make up.
While I do these things, I look in the mirror and think to myself,
"Self, how can you get a job naming these products, because you are like waay more clever than these ding bats."
And I then respond,
"Self, you are just too sweet. But I don't think that job can really exist. Can it?"
Then the original me says,
"Self, just focus on your eyeliner. That's definitely not a straight line."
Well, Selves...You're wrong! That's totally a job! It falls underneath the umbrella of what's known as a Freelance Namer (seriously). Ironically enough, I found out on a website called The Art of Manliness. I'm not kidding. Go. Read. Envy this man.
BTW Proof that I should totally be a Namer:
(These would be for my new Ghetto Ghoulies nail polish line)
Gang Green
Bloods and Crypts
Silver Bullet
Pushing Daisies Yellow
Skeletor (Whatever. He's a villain.)
I could continue but who likes a show off?
While I do these things, I look in the mirror and think to myself,
"Self, how can you get a job naming these products, because you are like waay more clever than these ding bats."
And I then respond,
"Self, you are just too sweet. But I don't think that job can really exist. Can it?"
Then the original me says,
"Self, just focus on your eyeliner. That's definitely not a straight line."
Well, Selves...You're wrong! That's totally a job! It falls underneath the umbrella of what's known as a Freelance Namer (seriously). Ironically enough, I found out on a website called The Art of Manliness. I'm not kidding. Go. Read. Envy this man.
BTW Proof that I should totally be a Namer:
(These would be for my new Ghetto Ghoulies nail polish line)
Gang Green
Bloods and Crypts
Silver Bullet
Pushing Daisies Yellow
Skeletor (Whatever. He's a villain.)
I could continue but who likes a show off?
Friday, January 14, 2011
I Want a Cupcake
I don't even care. I want a cupcake from here. Seriously. No joke. Who's been here? Someone needs to take me.
And to get you on my side...
And to get you on my side...
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