tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.comments2011-06-07T15:06:41.940-04:00Todhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08381692673958328433noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-74615529166699627372011-06-07T15:06:41.940-04:002011-06-07T15:06:41.940-04:00That explains why I can&#39;t find them. Ugh. Please set them aside and I will retrieve them sometime. Still one of my favorite designs.Todhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08381692673958328433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-72324986725048122712011-06-06T17:21:29.522-04:002011-06-06T17:21:29.522-04:00they were hard to make. really fucking hard. and you didnt even take them with you......paulahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669096127325145722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-81862726617793732572011-02-11T22:39:05.115-05:002011-02-11T22:39:05.115-05:00Yup I&#39;ve known this fact for years, but I thought it was my little secret.... The magic of pajama bottoms. Glad they&#39;re getting the recognition they deserve.ArtPropelledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15853722164314994360noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-30117407020577221232008-12-06T12:23:00.000-05:002008-12-06T12:23:00.000-05:00I love the images this brings up.saralahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13054205963916941320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-81756512654241484672008-11-17T21:31:00.000-05:002008-11-17T21:31:00.000-05:00WHAT A GUY! Who needs a junkyard dog? Ok....well, I meant that in a good way! cheers!BlueJudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14151206165072459120noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-88138077743695286222008-10-13T11:21:00.000-04:002008-10-13T11:21:00.000-04:00Ha! Now a writer comes clean about this pajama business. I knew it. Now I'm certain that I've discovered the secret to all of this creativity I had such trouble finding before.Todhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08381692673958328433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-82711266952154655832008-10-12T11:08:00.000-04:002008-10-12T11:08:00.000-04:00I do all my best work in the faded pair of sweat pants I sleep in and my bath robe.<BR/><BR/>Proust wrote his masterpiece <I>In Search Of Lost Time</I> from his bed - perhaps our bedroom attire provides a vital link between our waking powers of reason and intellect and the unbridled creativity of unconscious dreams.<BR/><BR/>Or maybe artists are just inherent slobs.Steve Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11242098704029677197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-59800843262846307072008-10-12T08:38:00.000-04:002008-10-12T08:38:00.000-04:00jesus christ youre funny<BR/>i never know what to expect when i come here....self taught artisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669096127325145722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-75204533940174626222008-10-12T00:03:00.000-04:002008-10-12T00:03:00.000-04:00Yeah, Pnut appropriated my soap. I couldn't believe it either.Todhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08381692673958328433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-72112347646600496992008-10-10T21:53:00.000-04:002008-10-10T21:53:00.000-04:00Really? Paula made art out of your soap? I love it.saralahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13054205963916941320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-20212170588099806922008-10-08T09:59:00.000-04:002008-10-08T09:59:00.000-04:00Lol you guys kill me, good story writing.Bob Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06582050569176409358noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-70047088040278994752008-10-07T14:45:00.000-04:002008-10-07T14:45:00.000-04:00Thanks Nellie. I feel lucky to have met you and a number of other bloggers online. This is the power of the internet at its best. We have a lot to learn from each other.<BR/><BR/>I feel strongly about sharing my experiences as part of the artist life. It's important to me that people can see how messy and full of self doubt the day to day process can be while still being successful on many levels. My observation is that most people in our culture equate uncertainty and messiness with failure. Creative capacity ends up being greatly restricted by trying to control life and appearances.Todhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08381692673958328433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-5945239409472398342008-10-07T11:31:00.000-04:002008-10-07T11:31:00.000-04:00What an amazing friendship/connection between you and Paula! You are lucky.Nellie's Needleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12468773469685787840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-59670005288638113622008-10-07T08:47:00.000-04:002008-10-07T08:47:00.000-04:00it was so strange to come home and see you lying there on the sofa, corpse like and quiet in the middle of the day. when you told me what happened and i went into the bathroom i could not believe all the thick chunky glass broken everywhere. couldn't imagine the awfulness of being in the pitch black, on the can, being pummeled in the head by that wood and glass. it was time, we both knew it ~ then and there...no more stalling, get to work on the blog, on the art stuff...on what's next!self taught artisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669096127325145722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-71032733252569735222008-10-07T08:43:00.000-04:002008-10-07T08:43:00.000-04:00at first when i read this i was slightly mortified..i mean it sounds really bad to say you hate yourself doesnt it? but you've shared with me that you see it as a good thing that ive channeled that energy that once i used to destroy myself into a way better thing: making art. the energy gets 'recycled' into something good ~ dissolves, and is forgotten. i can see the humor in it now too. such battles over WHAT REALLY?self taught artisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669096127325145722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-80811087641809559372008-10-02T17:09:00.000-04:002008-10-02T17:09:00.000-04:00I know it took me a long time (a year or more) to finally understand that a lot of what I read into your work was not done with conscious intent when you made it. That's true with most art in my experience. It's amazing to me because I'm focused on design and physical content elements, not intellectual, emotional or existential meaning.Todhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08381692673958328433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-12084997864832961792008-10-01T20:10:00.000-04:002008-10-01T20:10:00.000-04:00I too own one of Paula's railroad clocks. I truly love it although I never had the nerve to try to mount it on the wall. I wish I owned 10 but people might think I had a clock fetish.saralahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13054205963916941320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-48000134777829710322008-10-01T20:07:00.000-04:002008-10-01T20:07:00.000-04:00Great description of the process. I can hear and smell it as I read.saralahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13054205963916941320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-22583812140436578042008-10-01T13:18:00.000-04:002008-10-01T13:18:00.000-04:00I just have to say how much I appreciate your sensibilities. As an artist, having even just ONE person really get and understand what I am doing makes a huge difference. <BR/><BR/>I automatically make this stuff, you are the one who seems to teach me about the piece <I>after</I> it is made, pointing out nuances and cool things I never gave thought to. It is truly as if you are interpreting for me the music I just wrote but cannot play (does that sound too convoluted?)self taught artisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669096127325145722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-47379081958868985592008-09-28T13:59:00.000-04:002008-09-28T13:59:00.000-04:00Hi Jesse, thanks for stopping by.Todhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08381692673958328433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-4245067063962015772008-09-27T17:44:00.000-04:002008-09-27T17:44:00.000-04:00Hi, how are you? I am sending you this comment, because I am serching for blogger friends, and your site is interesting to me. I have an art blog here in San Diego, and I am curious if you would become my freind? Are you up to it?<BR/>I hope to see you soon on my art blog, and take care,<BR/>Sincerely, <BR/>JesseJesse Mendezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00399445559051319857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-53214379986320549332008-09-22T10:52:00.000-04:002008-09-22T10:52:00.000-04:00Hi Nellie, thanks for keeping up with us northern folk. <BR/><BR/>Hi Karen, yah art is <I>sneaky</I> that way. Thanks for stopping by.<BR/><BR/>Hey Pnut, well . . . at least the plates are all neatly filed away in a box now. More accurately a large Soviet Block weaponry crate. Kinda scary. The thing reeked of toxic machine oil when we got it.Todhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08381692673958328433noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-44832708815272621162008-09-19T06:39:00.000-04:002008-09-19T06:39:00.000-04:00How fun to hear from this side of Paulas world! You had me laughing out loud with the Klimt post. Art can just creep up on one by surprise sometimes. You have a real art with words I enjoyed reading the blog and hope you will continue!Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02166011380454448476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-41018191024105593862008-09-18T09:25:00.000-04:002008-09-18T09:25:00.000-04:00Reading "the other side" of Paula's story is delightful. Thanks.<BR/><BR/>When I discovered Paula's art through her leaving a comment on my blog, there was an instant emotional response. It was difficult choosing just one to be a part of our environment. Her clocks impacted my son's sensibilities and he ordered two ... one as a house gift for a friend.Nellie's Needleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12468773469685787840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3482051064674764300.post-52782706396575174572008-09-18T08:54:00.000-04:002008-09-18T08:54:00.000-04:00I will never forget finding those plates, lugging them up to my studio apartment. In a week I had made 4 works and when I showed you, YOU were the only one who 'got it'. You encouraged me to keep working on them despite art associations not wanting to show them...despite the gallery I showed them to snubbing them.<BR/>You soon helped me find them, lug them, wash them and put up with all my 'luggage'(50 rr plates) slowly encroaching upon our living space once I moved in with you.self taught artisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669096127325145722noreply@blogger.com