The Enchanter's Theorem

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I didn’t get her name at the time, but I have since learned that it is Willow Bell. For real. I love it. Perfect name for a protagonist.

This shot is when I fell in love.

I was in the pool with all the other photogs* and she spotted me zoomed in on her (this is why I have a red camera body! you can see me!). And she posed, gave me the Queen of Sheba look without me even asking.

*swoon*

I gave her my card after, along with most of the Badlands Savages Tribe. I really really really hope she’s up for coming out to play with the Apocalyptica.

*Bene Notte: what the hell? Yet again, I was the ONLY woman pro photog in the pool. I felt like I should be shouting out like Sheriff Bart in Blazing Saddles: “where all the white women at?!” It’s made me feel very strange for five seconds and then I went back to making friends. Cameras, like tobacco shared, makes us friends.

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Slowly figuring out how Radionomy works. Recorded my intro box yesterday. If I feel up to it, I’ll do my extro box today. For those who don’t speak Broadcasting, a box is an individual unit of recorded whatever. Apparently, even in the new days of the internet, we still can’t avoid calling them boxes or carts. It dates back to when you literally would program your radio show by yanking boxes and stacking them in the order you were going to play them. I am amused that it translated from the physical world that radio once was.

I am a little anxious this morning, but not overly so. Can’t say that I care.

Slowly updating the Ursa Major website while I’m at it too. It’s kludgey and I don’t like it, but it’s the best I can do right now. Bah. VisionWalker by Ashley Harper is once more live on Amazon. That *does* make me happy.

Anyway, I do what I can with what I’ve got.

So, yeah. I had a thought about selling my sketch book when I’m done filling it up. Instead of burning it. Put it up on eBay and see what happens. It’s a definite thought. What do y’all think? Worth doing, or continue to feed my pyromania? *cues up Def Leppard*

In the meantime, I got my eye hooks from Amazon yesterday. Having a devil of a time setting them on the Fool’s staff. It may have been a nice idea and not workable. If so, I’ll just glue them in and call it good. Actually, I think that is exactly what I’m going to do. The E6000 is softer and I can probably screw them into that with no problem or at least set them in. Something to consider.

So.

I’m doing okay this morning, even if I am a bit out of it.

Got to video the Mouse rehearsing her hip hop routine for her receital, which was amazing, because DAMN, that girl has gotten good. Lead dancer. Lead. Center stage and everyone following her. Was wild. I remember when she was four and the pot belly and the feet that wouldn’t turn out in ballet and now… Killing it.

Have an interview at my old temp agency tomorrow. They’ve always gotten me work in the past, between them and Career Group. Hopefully they’ll be able to land me some short term temp work. Everyone cross their fingers.

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11 days and counting.

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or: we say hello to the Pan in the garden.

The green dots are the lasters that were lit throughout the space as little green stars. Absolutely wonderful.

It’s super noisy because of the low light, but I love grain/noise.

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It was a Lost Weekend, but the best kind of Lost. I had an amazing time at the Wasteland Weekend Car Show on Saturday and got a lot accomplished, which included acquiring the first of many large wrenches. (I LOVE MY WRENCH.)

I didn’t get enough sleep last night. I was just so wiped out from the show. But like I said, it was amazing and I’m super glad that I went. It was wonderful fun and just being out on the road felt so good. I had a working audio cable for my phone, my music, nothing but road, and no hurry to be anywhere.

Of course the anxiety tried to eat me alive on Sunday, but that is it’s job. David tells me that it’s logical that I have these reactions. These reactions helped me survive my childhood and my younger life. It did what it was supposed to do. It kept me alive. I just don’t need it now, not in that way and learning that, when it’s all limbic system and lizard brain… It’s all aversion training, which sucks fucking ass.

But the disorder was and still is…a gift.

So today, I’ve been telling the feeling in my solar plexus that I am grateful, that I appreciate it so much, but it can stand down. I don’t know if it makes a difference. But I’m not as pranged today.

In the meantime, both husband and I are on the hunt for the next gig. The life of freelancers.

In the second meantime, I think we need to find Colette another forever home. She escaped the Ant today, and the Ant got injured in recovering her. This isn’t acceptable. It would be one thing if I had the kind of life and money that could be devoted to a dog of this intelligence and activity level, but I don’t. I still need to talk to the girls though. Colette is all of our dog. I can’t make this decision alone. It’s heart-breaking, but I don’t know what else to do.

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Fabric is in production at Spoonflower. WOOO. We have 13 days left to get us to the Green Place. Please spread the word!

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I realized that I’ve not been blogging over here, my head has been buried so deep in art. Which is great! But is bad that I am not sharing with y’all! So! Have some stuff!

Sepulveda Dam I

This is looking down the spine of the Sepulveda Dam and where I intend (hope!) to perch the Mouse as the Fool. I didn’t hike all the way down to the location because at the time, I was without sunscreen and could tell my exposure was nearing too much.

Sepulveda Dam II

If I can’t find a war rig or other suitable vehicle for the Magician, this will probably end up being the backdrop for the Magician. Basically, this is Plan…D? I think? I have multiple plans in mind. Perfect world, I will find the perfect vehicle at the Wasteland Weekend Car Show and people happy to play with me.

Fool Challenge Coin

This is the prelim mock up of my art for the challenge coin that Coins For Anything are doing. I am deliriously in love with them. The dark gray will be raised and shiny silver, the recesses will be sandblasted dull. IT IS PERFECT. I can’t wait till I hold one.

Hair Test for Fool

This is the finished hair and feather and bell extension tested on the Mouse’s head. Her reaction? “Can I have these for real and permanent?”

I said for the summer. The school already looks at me weird for helping her shave her head. What’s the big deal? It’s her head! Your either believe in bodily autonomy or you don’t!

And there’s a ton more, but I figured I’d keep the fire hose to a moderate attack for this time around.

In the meantime, the campaign for the Magician holds steady at 21%. I would really really like to hit 30% by Wednesday, so that’s what I’m pushing for. If you can contribute, please do. Remember, this is the only way to get a print of these images, once the campaign closes, that’s it. And if you can’t or don’t want said goodies, spreading the word helps more than I can say.

And now I go back to embroidering till my fingers fall off. Whee!

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Long time readers know I’ve been asked more than once about doing a tarot deck of my own. Starting today, I’m beginning to shoot the Major Arcana of that self-same deck, card by card over the next however many years it takes, starting with the lowest and highest trump in any tarot deck — The Fool.

Along the way, people like you have helped me since the first day I set out on this fury road. Sent me to Europe and Japan. Sent my work and my physical self to Italy. Sent me to a white horse herd in the Tucson desert.

I already have locations lined up all over California with the help of a small army of war girls and war boys. The eventual green place goal of all of this is two exhibitions, the first at the completion of the Major Arcana, and the second at the completion of the Minor, where the entire deck will be displayed. . On top of that, the completed images will become a working tarot deck and an art book. It will be massive. Seventy-eight 20×30 giant images, with at least one additional wild card, along with props and costumes that I will be creating for the shoots

At a minimum, I’m looking at seventy-nine possible months of work. Call it six years. But for now, I’m staying small. One card. Appropriate that it should be the Fool.

I’m hoping you’ll climb on board this war rig with me. What that means exactly? Support directly by pledging to the campaign or spread the word. Just the last bit alone is a huge thing, as getting heard is sometimes the hardest part of these things.
I am really looking forward to riding with you on this one.

Witness me!