Ladies

Since I was a little girl I've loved ladybugs.

They've even creeped into my artwork...

My grandmother would always speak of their good luck whenever we'd see them together.

With their recent flock to the interior of my parents' home,

Gram again reminded me of the the good fortune they would bring me.

Below is a memorial to the sweet ladies that resided in my parents' home before their untimely deaths by Raid. A few of them beat the odds though...

R.I.P lil' gals<3

xo ac

Regretsy

Regretsy.com: a new found source of entertainment at the expense of those less artistically fortunate.

"So, let’s see. There’s a black satin headband, and a burgundy bow, and a gold and white charm, and what else what else . . oh yeah, A GIANT FUCKING BIRD GLUED TO YOUR HEAD"

"Okay, what happened here? It looks like her tits caught fire and she tried to put it out with her purse."

"You know, it’s unnerving enough that there’s someone out there, painstakingly making polymer replicas of your cooter. But it really gets weird in the description:

After purchasing, send me a convo describing your vagina: the shape of your inner and outer labia, colors, how much or how little your inner labia extend out from your outer labia, how well hidden your clitoris is, is it heavily hooded, or can you see it fairly easily?

Yeah, I don’t think so. If I’m going to spend that much time online talking to a stranger about my pussy, I better be playing with myself."

Videophone

I've been listening to Queen B's album on repeat recently at work.
And I just watched this video today at said location.
For all you crazy ladies, concerned citizens, conspiracy theorists, and humans observing the times, this video is on some shit.


You just gotta look past the thighs...


With sex, lies, and video phones,
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The Vagina Monologue...

As I sat here last night, wrapping presents for our upcoming window installation at Trinity Framing I was laughing about how wrapping boxes first in pink paper and then covering them with tan paper made me think they were like a bunch of weird vaginas...and that our window was going to be a bunch of framed art popping out of vaginas...and I wondered if that was a good or bad thing...undertones of sexuality seem to find their way into everything we do as a collective so I feel like its normal for us...and hell I just saw a commercial the other day that used boobs and an ass to advertise workout shoes, so how far off are accidental vagina presents advertising frames, really? Anyway, stop by to see the window after November 22nd. Trinity Framing, 3rd and Bainbridge Streets...

Yo back when...

Someone sent me a link to this article on Animal Mummies and its amazing to me how much time and care and ceremony went into handling the dead...even their animals were mummified and given fancy final resting places...it acts as a reminder of what jerks we are nowadays...