Poppy Z. Brite's Blog, page 21
January 10, 2013
The Wizard of PTSD
"The Wizard of PTSD," acrylic and mixed media on canvas, 12" x 12", $100 or best offer
This piece began life as a photographic self-portrait and got increasingly weird. It incorporates handwritten text from my unfinished novel Dead Shrimp Blues.
Voodoo Crypt
"Voodoo Crypt," mixed media sculpture, $75 or best offer
[SOLD! If interested in commissioning a piece, please contact me at funkyegret (at) yahoo (dot) com.]
The Cure For Pain 2
"The Cure For Pain 2," acrylic, paper, and ink on canvas, 9" x 12", $50 or best offer
[SOLD! If interested in commissioning a piece, please contact me at funkyegret (at) yahoo (dot) com.]
... But With A Curly Tail
I don't always get commissioned to paint portraits of Oy from The Dark Tower, but when I do, I find it helpful to look at pictures of coatimundis.
January 7, 2013
Inventory of Today
- Woke up at 6:30 AM, couldn't get back to sleep.
- Had to go to Metairie.
- Was served the petition of foreclosure I'd known was coming. I have until March 21 to get myself, my animals, and my stuff out of my house. Where they are all going, I'm not sure yet.
- Got yelled at by my mom for spending too much time with Chris because, according to her, I'm going to get myself into "a mess." No, she does not believe that former couples can ever be friends. No, it does not matter to her that I am 45.
- Spilled the bong in my lap.
- Had a Lee's Hamburger that was not even half as good as I remember Lee's Hamburgers being.
- Got a spider bite.
- Broke the home blood pressure monitor.
Did Mercury go back into retrograde when I wasn't looking or something?
- Had to go to Metairie.
- Was served the petition of foreclosure I'd known was coming. I have until March 21 to get myself, my animals, and my stuff out of my house. Where they are all going, I'm not sure yet.
- Got yelled at by my mom for spending too much time with Chris because, according to her, I'm going to get myself into "a mess." No, she does not believe that former couples can ever be friends. No, it does not matter to her that I am 45.
- Spilled the bong in my lap.
- Had a Lee's Hamburger that was not even half as good as I remember Lee's Hamburgers being.
- Got a spider bite.
- Broke the home blood pressure monitor.
Did Mercury go back into retrograde when I wasn't looking or something?
January 5, 2013
Dreamwidth
I made a docbrite journal over at Dreamwidth. There's nothing on it yet, but if you're there and want to add me, go ahead. I don't intend to leave Livejournal -- I'll at least mirror my entries here, assuming I can figure out how -- but I can't rely completely on a blog site that's down half the time and slow as a dead snail the other half.
January 4, 2013
Self-Punishment
Whyyyyyyyyyyy did I start my day by reading the comments on a trans-related article? Even on a site like Queerty, comment sections on such stories are always full of ignorance and hate. Obviously I am a masochist. But at least I'm not an ignorant, malicious piece of shit like Rosanne Barr.
