Friday, July 15, 2011

a makeover/ facial restructure

So I finished this painting a while ago and was never really satisfied. Here she is now:
 I pasted two photographs of my eyes over hers, and now I like it a lot better. It is a self portrait now. It is myself as a doll, but an intelligent and feeling one, with human eyes. On the bottom of the image are horses and a cherry pie. Next to the pie are the words, "Yes, I can bake a cherry pie."
 I was thinking about the song lyrics "can she bake a cherry pie, billy boy, billy boy." The song indicates that in order for a girl to be married she has to have kitchen skills, specifically cherry pie baking skills. That seems to be kind of a surface skill in my opinion, a non-essential to a happy marriage, but in answer to the question, I say "Yes. Yes, I can bake a cherry pie, so I guess I'm ready." :)  But instead of being a dumb plastic doll, I want to be an intelligent one. I don't want to be limited by my molded body, with joints that only go one direction, eyes that roll back in the head, and silent pursed lips...I don't want to make pies all day...just some thoughts about dolls...

Friday, July 8, 2011

More Santa Fe Fire Camp

 This is my co-worker, Chris. He was a sandwich making champ. We made about 800 sandwiches every day.
I went to the Georgia O' Keefe museum. I was admitted for free because of my affiliation with the fire, pretty nice!

 The pond where we all camped, my home sweet home for two weeks.
This is how we make 800 lunches each day in an assembly line. What is in the lunches you may wonder: Things your mother would never let you have as a kid. 3 kinds of candy, 2 kinds of cookies, a sandwich, roughly one piece of fruit.

I am so so glad to be back in Salt Lake now.