Yesterday, Josiah and I spent the afternoon taking a tour of the many Portland Goodwill thrift-stores. There are tons, which is great...I mostly look for old surfaces to paint on + also kitchen-y stuff, and Josiah browses the books and sweetly and patiently waits for me to stop being a weirdo.
It's funny, but I've noticed that I barely look at the clothes anymore. I guess because in places like Portland or Athens, the chances that the vintage store owners have snapped up everything good is so huge. Also because I spent all of college thrifting all of mine + Josiah's clothes (because it was a financial necessity!) and I'm kinda tired of it. Rummaging for clothes, that is.
Here are two new paintings from the Ordinary Forest:

Brown Bear Capelet 5.5" x 4" Acrylic on vintage plaque
I thought the close-up was neat because you can see my minuscule pencil sketch-lines weaving in and out of the painted image.
And I am flipping obsessed with this guy...I think I want for him to be my new business card or something big:
Little Fellow 5" x 6" framed Ink + Acrylic on paper
These tree-hats figure prominently in my newest drawings and paintings...they first appeared in my sketchbook a few months ago and they tickle me so. And how about that green vintage frame? Not too shabby.
Oh! Also, someone else wanted to say Hello to you. It appears Miette has learned to type and is demanding to use the computer...
Hello Applets,
My mama tells me you have been asking about me and my recovery. Well, as you can see, I still have this foolish apparatus on...though I am proud to announce that today, this very day, I was liberated from the shackles of my belly-stitches.
That's right...3 weeks after my crises, we're really trying to move on. Unfortunately, my parents saw fit to place this tool of the devil back around my neck, because I am, as they put it, "a little too gung-ho about cleaning the site of my stitches". They don't seem to understand that the voices in my head keep yelling: "Unclean! Unclean!"
But thank you very much for your concern, it is greatly appreciated. Now, if you could just petition my keepers to remove this absurd hat, I would be most grateful.
Sincerely,
His Furbaby-ness, Miette































