Saturday, January 24, 2015

Putting On My Thinking Cap

This morning, as Brittainy was assisting me in getting dressed, she might have noticed that I seem to be preoccupied, and she would have been correct.

My mind was full of ideas about how to improve  and promote my business.  One thought I've had for awhile is to have a "Find the Face of Dandylion" promotion, where people find stickers with  pictures of Dandylion on them and get a price reduction on their purchases. I'm going to implement this idea today at the market.

(Hmm, I just had another idea. Since next month is Dandylion's birthday, maybe I should make booklets telling the story of his life and why he became my muse. People might be interested in this story.  God, I miss that damn crazy cat!)

Plus, I'm going going to ask The Printing House to take the photo of my painting finger and put it on a plaque, and then add the words:  "Annie's Dandy Note Cards and Artwork -  Making People's Lives a Little More Dandy!"   I'll hang it up at the market ... although I'm not sure how long I'll be allowed to stay here.

That's another issue I need to put my thinking cap on for: how to stop the bureaucratic monsters from evicting all of the cart vendors in March.


Please sign this petition to stop the vendors at St. Lawrence Market from being evicted

Friday, January 23, 2015

Better and Busy

I felt much better today and way more energetic.  (Woo-hoo!)

I wrote/replied to a thousand emails/texts; I picked up two prescriptions at the Drug Mart; and, at Loblaws, I bought mostly healthful food.  Whatever this on-again-off-again illnesss is, I want it gone for good!

The employees' schedule and payroll is almost finished too.  I think I'll take a break and watch Supernatural.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Memories of Ginger Beer and Grandma Dixon

I had more stomach problems today, so I drank some dark ginger ale to settle down my complaining guts.

Dark ginger ale tastes vastly different from the regular kind. One sip tasted to me like ginger beer, a drink that my Grandma Dixon used to love.  This simple fact brought up so many childhood memories.

I remember when my grandparents would come over to our house to have dinner and play Pinochle.  A toddler at the time, I could hear my parents and grandparents talking and laughing, and I always insisted on getting out of bed to join in the fun.  I would marvel at how my dad called my grandfather George not Grandpa.  I would feel annoyed with my mother for trying to go back to bed.  I'd just gotten up!

Grandma and Grandpa Dixon resided half of the year in Toronto and half in Florida.  According to my mother, Grandma Dixon could never decide where she liked to live most (or least).  In either location, my grandparents were simply mad about going to the horse races.

Such wonderful, fond memories ...  It makes me want to go out tomorrow and buy some real ginger beer.

Monday, January 19, 2015

A Shortage of Canvas Boards

Did you know that there's a shortage of canvas boards in Toronto?  There is! Well, the 16x20 size anyway.  That's my favourite kind of canvas too!  However, after the salesperson explained that they were sold out in every art store all over the city I mentally shrugged and bought two 12x16 flat board canvases and one 24x30.

I put one of the smaller canvases up on my easel; I'll start work on my latest commission tomorrow.

As for the big canvas, I'm thinking of painting a picture of a dream I had years ago.  In the dream, I was mountain climbing, and Hershey and Rascal were below me hanging onto the same rope as I was.  And then, all of a sudden, I felt myself started to slip.  I began to panic, but then, above me, I heard Rob's voice saying, "Don't worry, Sweety! I'll never let you fall!"

I keep thinking about the shortage of canvas boards and imagining that a single eccentric artist has bought all of the supplies and is working on a gigantic work of art.

I wish it was me!

Sunday, January 18, 2015

Tomorrow is Another Day ....

Sorry, folks.  I'm not feeling well.  I'm going to finish writing my short bio for BROAD Magazine and then go to bed.

Tomorrow is another day, though, and, hopefuly, I'll feel better and refreshed in the morning.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

A Whack-a-Mole Kind of Life

I quite happily finished my painting of Rob last night.  If I do say so myself, it's one of the best portraits I've ever done.

Yesterday morning, Dobrila asked me when I thought I'd be ready to tackle painting the photo that she had brought to me this week.  (The photo is one that Dobrila had snapped of me, naked on my bed with my heart-shaped ass and curved spine as its main focus.) I told her regrettably that the nude painting would have to wait because a woman from St. Lawrence Market had asked me first to do a painting of her cat.

This is how my life is like.  Finish one painting and another comes up. (Not that I mind; I make my bread and butter through commissions.)  Reply to half a dozen emails and a dozen or more come back.

One of my friends mentioned to me how much she wished that she and I could fly to Cuba so that we could lie on the beach and do nothing except drink Margueritas all day. The Marguerita and the warm beach sounded heavenly!!! Yes, yes, sign me up!

But, to sit and do nothing? Really?  I know that other people do exactly this on their vacations: nothing.  HOW do they do that?  Aren't they tortured like I am by the mere idea of sitting still for more than a full minute?  And, doesn't it occur to them that when they return from doing nothing there will be twice the amount of SOMETHING to deal with?

Am I the only one who thinks this way? Naw, there has to be more neurotic, over-achievers out there whose idea of fun is to play whack-a-mole with their lives 24 hours a day?

Thursday, January 15, 2015

Painting Rob

I had a great and productive day today. I got caught up on emails (including one to BROAD magazine), picked up packages from the post office, and bought necessities from Shoppers.

Now, however, I'm going to finish painting Rob ....

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Eat, Drink, and be Merry!!

It was counseling day today.  It was good, sure, and like most times, very hard too.

It was one of those days, too, when even after the session I had memories and thoughts swirling around in my head like a whirlpool. I could either torture myself by trying to solve the mysteries of my mind, and thus get pulled even further into thedark and murky waters of the whirlpool - or, I could have dinner at Cafe California.

Guess what I chose! Maybe tomorrow I'll tackle the whirlpool and put on my bathing suit and snorking gear.

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Google Calendar Disaster!

I hate this kind of day.  I woke up this morning with all sorts of plans in my head.  I was going reply to reply to Chicago's BROAD magazine and say, fuck yes you can have one of my artworks and a story about me for your next issue! And my financial advisor gave me some homework to do. He suggested I gather up all my bank visa statements and figure out how much I actually spent in the past year so we can make a budget for this year and following years.

I was looking forward to doing all this but then I saw that someone had deleted all my calendar info. I know who did it and how, but I don't blame her at all. I blame Google! Sometimes I can s ee other people's dates on my calendar because somehow sometimes calendars get melded together. My friend deleted her calender which also deleted mine.

So, most of tyhe day was spent trying to remember everyone's schedules and editing it back into the calendar.

I'm going to relax now and paint for a while.

Monday, January 12, 2015

Don't Stop Me Now!

As Freddie Mercury used to sing, Don't Stop Me Now! 

Don't Stop Me Now!  I'm having such a good time, I'm having a ball!!