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I want to buy an envelope for $400.00. Of course, it is no ordinary envelope. It is a piece by Travis Millard. Go here, to this link, in these letters. And then you can buy me that envelope I want.

A gallery in this town closed recently. It wasn't the best gallery, the most inovative. It had a lot of work that could snuggle easily into the walls of a doctor's office or hotel lobby. But it also had stacks of local art on paper for sale. That is what I miss about the gallery. I could buy local art, and a lot of it GOOD art, for less than $100.00. YES, I want every artist to be able to sell their work for millions, quit their day jobs, and pack into their studios for a life of invention and self discovery. Okay.... but also, I like to have art. To possess it. To make it mine, and hang it on my wall, to send it to friends, and mine mine mine mine mine. So I appreciated the inexpensive art this gallery, which is now out of business, offered....

How is the world going to work?

I should save up.

Peace out.
Buy art.

Anna

WhaHowww?

I just spent the better part of the last hour reading through The Jealous Curator's past entires...yes the one I mentioned in the entry before this one. I can't decide if I myself am more jealous of the artist's she posts or if I'm jealous of her because I can't find good artists on my own to write about.  Howww do I stay in the art loop?! I read magazines and blogs and scour the internet but keep dragging up the same stuff.  Here's this girl finding gems...maybe she lives in NY.  That's probably it.

Booo! Tonight, after I get home from the Y, I'm drawing a picture. Then I'm gonna post it. YAH! Take that art world...I'll make my own art.

Roni!

UPDATE: No art making happened yesterday, I was distracted by cupcake wars on hulu and the pile of dirty dishes mocking my laziness... YAH! Take that (now clean) dishes!!

Jealous Curator

This blogger has the hook up. I love each and every one of her posts. So so good.

Anna, I need a bit longer to really respond to your painting.  But, quick note: I also hope google can never look into my house...but sometimes I secretly wish it could look into others ;) haha modern voyeurism!

Namesake

My middle name is June. Roni June Callahan. It has been a family name for four generations beginning with my Great Gramma June in 1917.  My whole life, I was just Roni. But, to gramma I was always Roni-June...like it was my full first name.  My cousin Alexis Cas(sandra) should actually be the namesake. My aunt, Sally Jane, is older than my mom.  But, Gramma Sandy June decided she didn't like Sally with June so it was given to my mom three years later. Margaret June. I always found it endearing that she, and those who only saw me when I was around Gramma June, called me Roni-June.

Anyway, Gramma June was awesome. She was a force of a woman...really independent and creative. She swam in her pond every morning for exercise until she was in her 80's. Her M.O. for meal preparation was to walk outside, kill a chicken, pick some vegetables, and cook them...if you ask anyone in my family which Thanksgiving dinner was their favorite it will be the only one we spent at her house.  If I could have Gramma June's turkey every day I would've never even considered becoming a vegetarian. When asked if she was going to marry Charlie (her boyfriend of many years...and throughout most of my life) she said "No! I already washed a man's underwear for him once, I'm not doing that all over again."  So funny.  She went to China in the late 90's and survived on Snicker's bars because she thought the food was terrible.

I wish I had a better picture of her at my apartment.  I wish I had visited her more often. I don't know how I convinced myself that since she couldn't recognize me I shouldn't go. Who does that? Alzheimer's is a cruel and terrifying beast...

With Emmy at her school play.

Love you Grandma. I hope that I can one day be as strong, brave, creative, and awesome as you.  She was everything a woman's rights activist could ever hope to be. She could do anything...and had the humility to just live life, not preach it.   June 8, 1917- June 6, 2011.
 
-Roni-June 

       

I think I finished a painting

Big deal. Just kidding.

Not very good pictures. But it gives an idea. There is still no depth greater than about an inch. Is that a problem?

Heaven got super busy and really ugly.

And you should never assume that everybody wants to be raptured.

Roni, I purchased that book you kept recommending. The bright orange one. I like that it has templates.
Woody Allen's new movie will make you laugh. Brian and I laughed. We loved it.
Of course we would. We like his prose.
Also, I don't think it is unfortunate that Google street view can't see inside my apartment. I think that it is the opposite. Google already sees too much.

Is that painting done? What does it need? I am sick of all my paintings. I want to start new ones, but have little room. And I probably shouldn't until I finish at least two more of the ongoing ones. I don't want to be a quitter.

LATER
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Street View

Piece from Local Terrain. I think it's pretty cute. I should've taken more detail pictures but there were a lot of people around & I felt awkward snappin' away.  After the pictures, I added the brief statement I wrote about the piece.  It's kind of terrible but helpful none the less :)

Front view

Detail, you can kind of see into the short jar in the front.  They all had a collage drawing inside some were easier to read than others.

3/4 view

This piece represents the relationships that have shaped me into the person I am today. They are arranged geographically, creating a subjective map of my personal resources for advice, feedback, friendship, and love. While some of the people and experiences represented are literally thousands of miles from Ohio, I still maintain solid connections with them all.  The piece is titled Street View because I was inspired while using Google’s street view function to see a friend’s new apartment. I wanted so badly to see inside. Unfortunately, Google has not yet been able to get so personal. The jars contain drawings that illustrate how that particular location fits into my life.  

My apartment is getting cuter by the day. just fyi.
Kay bye!
Roni!