so I went to the Ravenwing Craft fair today and like any time I go see other peoples work I get a little crazy and decide to go on an art spree.

SO.

I'm painting.

OH!! Wow did I ever mess this up, okay so instead of starting over, I'm going on...YESTERDAY was the Great Glebe Garage sale! Its an EPIC garage sale that takes up an ENTIRE neighbourhood. I don't really know the official boundaries, but its pretty much the entire Glebe, which is a district in Ottawa, spanning from Chamberlain Ave to as far as the Queen Elizabeth Drive (but since I've never actually made it from one end of the sale to the other, I can only speculate at this...) and from Bronson Ave to the canal and the other side of Queen Elizabeth Drive ( which is the parkway that travels on the downtown side of the canal) this is 15 blocks from end to end and five full block from Bronson to the Canal...8 if you count the little half streets between blocks like Muriel or Morris Street.

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Not everyone puts out a table, but some people rent lawns or tables from the community organization. You can find practically anything. I went with one thing and one thing only in mind. A new easel. New for me anyway. I swear to the gods, I wasn't even there half an hour and I found one! YAY! It's a massive upright three leg 8ft easel, barely used. OMG! I AM SO HAPPY!!

I went with Ms. And-then-some and we ended up finding the V-day table on 2nd Ave. where I treated us to matching Vaginista t-shirts, a v-day tote bag, two pins and a chocolate vagina (fair trade, organic chocolate, I got a dark chocolate one...what I love the most is despite the male myth that the clitoris doesn't exist these vag's come with clitty! AH-mazing!!).

I had so much fun!! Oh here is the Sun's report on it. I particularily loved the duck's, even though I felt a little sad at the end.

The Ottawa Sun Report

Anyway, onto Ravenwing, so today Ms. And-then-some invited me to join her and her little man to the craft fair and where there was an abundance of foxy indie-hipster kids, the hippies were even more foxy then ever. RAWR. I picked up some handmade goat's milk soap (that smells like lavender and anise seed mmmmm) and the best short bread cookies ever. SO FUCKING GOOD, and now I am distracted, ANYWAY, the artists were SIIIICK. I mean like FUCK DAMMIT I NEED TO GET MY SHIT TOGETHER!! So I am in a horrible horrible I need to create mood. SO I'm writing a journal....instead...>__>

Mostly I'm fishing for idea's. You guys have a fairly good idea of what I can do...what would you like to see from me!?

GIMME!!

UGH I feel like I'm not living up to all my talk about being an artist...I need to paint or create something...