Help a girl out, will 'ya?
It came to my attention a couple of weekends ago when I was toiling away at that show, that I have too much inventory for somebody who no longer does festivals. I NEED THE ROOM.
Why do I need more space? Because, silly wabbit, Hud and I are redecorating the guest house/studio and there is waaayyyy too much stuff out there. We've already tossed a bunch of hooey. Anyone need a working cash register from the 1800's? Can I interest you in a light box from the eighties for viewing transparencies? How's about a state of the art 1992 dissolving slide projector for your next big talk?
Living at the Hudarosa is like being on vacation, so we thought (after several bourbon and cokes one evening) that it would be an ideal get away to spend the weekend at our own guest house! That way all the kids can come, too. I KNOW. Just walk right out in your jammies and be on vacation. How fun is that? Alright, it may be a might quirky, too.
In the middle of my ruthless expulsion of all my twenty year old art projects, I get a text from my boyfriend, Barack Obama, outlaying his economic stimulus package. I'm reading it when hit by a bolt of lightening and shriek, "Great idea, Honey, thanks!"
So now, for the first time, I give you THE FURRY GODMOTHER'S ECONOMIC STIMULUS PURGE. If you go to www.canikeepit.com and click on the store link, you can peruse my many prints and purchase them at two for the price of one. Or, if you want to do the math, you can buy one at 50% off the retail price. Email Hud: email@example.com to order or order from the site. It's my holiday gift to you, my blogodites, for being such faithful readers. Your gift in return would be to help me clear out these prints so my platform bed will fit in the bedroom.
A portrait of my family's last Thanksgiving. And I mean the last one I will ever host. I told you they were animals.
Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone!
*This is "Table Manners".*