About two minutes after I’d met him, the experienced hairdresser said, “You’d look 10 years younger if you colored your hair.”
Not only do I not give a shit about looking younger, I don’t even know why I’d want to give a shit.
…as he tweets out the racist distractions that he hopes will keep him in office and out of prison.
Almost 30 years ago, I taught myself silk painting. It’s great fun, except for the fact of how unforgiving it is–make just one mistake and often the whole piece is ruined. Over the years, I’ve saved my mistakes, assuming I’d find a use for them some day. Just last week I experimented until I figured out how to work them into pieced art. What you see below is the rough, experimental version. More to come!
Well, I guess it’s really 2 things. Both money and power. And his most recent disgusting racist remarks can’t possibly be surprising. He’s just singing for his hard-core base. As long as they’re satisfied, he believes that he’ll have his dream of more, more, more money and power.
I’m fascinated by how things can completely change by just doing one thing differently. So I like to create the same design using different media. Last March I painted a little watercolor of our 30-year-old towels and wrote about how I don’t give a shit that they are stained and have holes. I still do not give a shit about the towels, and am now creating a silk painting of the same design. The silk painting needs more work–the towels don’t yet look raggedy enough.
It actually happened that Tinky-Winky, a character from the popular kid’s program Teletubbies, was accused by Jerry Falwell of trying to recruit young children to his gay lifestyle. This is my reenactment of Tinky-Winky working his charm on a group of kids.
I no longer give a shit, even a tiny bitsy little bit when men are offended because I let them know that inappropriate comments are unwelcome and unwanted.
I just need to finish the ear, do the grout, and clean up the background.
I’m tired of waiting, and this MAGA thing is getting old.