We have been under an extreme heat advisory here that just lifted today. I’d like to draw your attention to the ‘Feels Like’ temp the other day. Which translates to ‘Hotter than Balls’. It was a long hermitous weekend.
My daughter and I started the upcoming hideout session with a lot of crabbing at each other. I tried to recall all the new things she learned in art this past school year. Resists and mixed media, etcetera. I told her I had some things we could do some collages with. Or we could venture out to some antique (hoarder) shops downtown and find stuff for projects. Her suggestion was to use what we had because if we went shopping for stuff we would ‘know what it will look like’, and that the point of collage, in her eyes, was to work with what you have so you can be surprised. Okay. I’ll buy that. Not to mention save being price gouged on dusty trinkets.
The next part of this story involves me having to admit something I did when my oldest daughter was a baby. One dark and stormy night, I sat down in front of ‘the electronic bay dot com‘, á la Ron Swanson, and typed in the word “junk”. Returned to me were a hundred results of people who were emptying junk drawers…across the country! And selling the stuff! To me! I am not ashamed to explain how thrilling this was. I am not a hoarder…by ANY stretch of even the most daring imaginations. But…I love a good “LOT” of miscellaneous geegaws and nostalgia. Any potluck of history, keepsake or treasure, really. eBay was newish then, what can I say, and I was using it to it’s obvious best purpose. Eventually, I received my garbage boxes full of tiny figurines and toys, patches from every organization you can name, old postcards, photos, stamps, booklets describing strange things from the 50’s, all sorts of dice, unidentified metal baubles…you name it. I sorted out the obvious trash from the priceless treasure and it ended up stored away with our art supplies along with a bundle of photography magazines from the 70’s (eBay!) My little one was not slow to sift through it all and Modpodge the everloving crap out of some collages with me! Behold!
She said her seagull was by the flag cause he was “flying to the moon”. I thought, I feel ya, brother! In reality, she was recreating a story she loves called Magpie’s Treasure. Fitting either way!
The hand started as my focal point but, in the end I felt the gold gilded “S” brought it all together nicely, lol 😂😂😂
The next day we went to Michael’s. It was time to retool the art area and restock everything we ran out of throughout the year. All at once. Everything.
I’m going to be completely honest that between this stuff, canvasses and a few organizers for my drawing supplies, the bill was over $500. Towards the close of the neverending checkout process the cashier asked me what all the stuff was for. I told her. She asked if I had coupons. I did not. Before I could swipe my card she says “wait, I think I have a coupon that someone left behind”. Indeed. It knocked off almost 200 bucks. Great day in the mornin’!! I then quickly proceeded East in the heat with our stash like the troll that I am, down to the cool recesses of my home to drool over My Precious. And of course, organize it (i.e. worship it).