February Newsletter -- Edition 2.2
Sadly, February 2005 doesn't have an extra day so I feel
a little cheated. But what can you do? You could just decide
to have that extra day anyway but that would really throw
you off for the rest of the year.
Um'that was pointless. Onto the news'.
1. Shadow
Portrait in the Elements -- Needlepoint
2. Redesign Coming
3. Links Please
1. Shadow
Portrait in the Elements -- Needlepoint
I promised last month that there would be a new needlepoint
and here it is. Last August, I designed this while sitting
on the floor of a cabin in Escanaba, Michigan while my friend
Benj's grandfather told stories and drank brandy, and my friends
and I laughed and listened and just enjoyed life for what
it could be.
What I really like about my needlepoints is mostly the time
it takes to make them. For me, looking at them for the rest
of my life will always bring back the memories of where I
worked on them and what I experienced during that time. This
one took 5 months of my life to complete.
2. Redesign in the works!
Bluestninja.com has officially been in existence for 2 years
come March. Born from a trade with artist Mari Schaal (http://www.marinaomi.com),
who built the site in exchange for my taking slides of her
kickass paintings, it is time for a change. I can't tell you
much now because it's all top secret. But get ready. It's
going to be the most amazing thing that has ever happened
in anyone's life. Ever.
3. Links Please
Since there will be a new look, one piece that always was
missing in the past was a place to put the sites of my friends
and others that I liked. So, since you are on this mailing
list, please include a link to your site so I can put that
up in the redesign. And, if you want, please add mine to yours.
That's really it for now. March will see some new duct tape
paintings (with words!) and I finally got over the intimidation
of my Gocco machine and have begun screenprinting.
I will not be stopped. I will not. And I love my new studio
space. Good things are happening there.
Here's to chaos,
Randy
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