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Sam and I making one of the dragons for the festival.

‘Twas the day before I left for Burning Man, so the pics fwooshed through my camera so fast I almost forgot about them in all the whirl of returning…

My mom’s booth came out beautifully. The kids(and adults too) loved it!

It was the Arts In Nature Festival at West Seattle’s little green, hidden oasis, Camp Long.

Mom and her band of dragon musicians wandered about making music and handing out dragon riddles to the kids and Sam and I played on the glacier and the climbing rock and visited the cool installations in the cabins. The hurricane cabin was so cool-an auditory installation, hurricane winds and transformers exploding issuing from a cabin in the woods… Awesome!

The kids had a blast at the end of the festival when they took the ginormous world ball off it’s stand and let them roll it around, which soon became a game of tag, pushing it up the grassy meadow slope, letting go and running like hell as it came back down!

Sam probably would have stayed all day pushing the ball around, especially when kids started lying down in it’s path to let it galumph over them on the way down, but we really had to pack up the booth and call it a day.

Pics, pics, pics!

Sam and I started on our Dragon tapestry for my mom’s Arts In Nature Festival booth this week.

It’s coming along nicely.

My friend Sophie wanted to paint me, but we were having so much fun that she didn’t get around to it ’til the last 20 minutes of the visit, so ’twas a bit hasty and unfinished. She said I should do the background…

Last night, I had an unseemly amount of paint left over from experimenting with the colors of a tattoo I’m designing, so voila! Van Gogh’s lilacs appeared behind my head.

It looks so good fluttering above the curly willow branches in my bedroom.

Thanks, Azra, you made my day! I’ll so enjoy waking up to your lovely flutterby every morning.

Love it, love it, LOVE IT!!!

I finally decided it’s finished. Was gonna make it a bit stormier looking in the background, but all this gentle rain has made an impression on me, I guess.

C’est finit.

My enchanting new friend Robin just painted me!

Look, I’m an abstract!

See the pretty painting pictures on her blog.

I love it when I meet an artist who makes my heart sing AND find a brilliant new friend at the same time.

dang it, but at least my painting turned the corner tonight, even if my mood and whoremonal state is still the same obnoxious maelstrom…

It started to root, root, roots reaching down to shelter the couple-I’m all aquiver, it’s going to be so right.

I’d best go to bed now, or I might end up painting all night.

G’nite all!

I had a little paint left over from the corsett I’ve been working on, so I attacked my backpack.

My friend Diana commissioned this-she said fairies and vines.

Hope she likes it!

Seriously, the Artathon was mind-blowingly awesome, but I am completely, cathartically wiped out.

Made, participated in and saw LOTS of great art-much of which has been washed down the shower drains by now-though Nick has promised me some pics of at least one of my bodypaintings-he took a series of photoes on the request of his beautiful wife, Jeanna, my eager canvas.

I also sculpted clay for the first time in too many years… Meet Rootman: