Wow, now that the whole holiday season is over, I feel like I'm back to normal and not all punchy and stabby.
I totally skipped Christmas and all that stuff this year; I even refused to send out cards. Now suddenly I want to do cards and the whole shebang. I guess it will have to wait until Talk Like A Pirate Day. I didn't do gift stuff with the hubby either, but now I think these mugs would be perfect for him, especially the Don't Provoke Me one.
In other news, I'm probably the last gal on earth to finally open an Etsy shop: BellaVendetta.etsy.com
This is where you can get some nice prints of my work when you can't afford the actual paintings. Support the arts, and help me restock my bar!
I also did another installment of musical inspirations for Vain Zine where I talk about Seven Percent Solution and Billy Nicholls. I'm no music reviewer (though hey, have you read the crap on Pitchfork?), but I think I got the point across; at least I know my music history and do my research. Doing music reviews is way easier than art reviews I would think. I can't even talk about my own art; let alone try to talk about anyone else's. I hate it when people ask what I thought about an exhibit, as if because I'm an artist too, I must have something really great and insightful to say. I do know my art history, but they are probably disappointed when I just say stuff like,
"dude, this blows" "this is freakin' awesome!" "Ooooh pretty"and "Meh, I'm done can we leave now?"
I can however, talk about Hollywood film history and Jem and the Holograms in great detail for hours. Or rather, that's what I prefer to talk about with a martini in hand.