Clouds

In dreams it's warm to the touch.



Nothing-voices, mostly breath.



People would stand in line for hours to wax their massive surfaces with Armor-All and goatskin shammies.



At night they stop hiding and can be seen hovering near unlit doorways.



By morning they are perfectly camouflaged as their surroundings and cannot be detected again.

Clarina Bezzola stayed with us last week. She's from New York and makes fabulous and mystical things/clothes/furniture. She was an absolutely gracious house guest and had the greatest full-goat-torso luggage I've ever seen. It was a whole goat . . . with a shoulder strap.









You should check out her site. It has video of her performances, more great photos of her in her pieces, drawings and sketchbooks, reviews and her show schedule.

The puppetry goes slowly these days. Cabin fever winter blues sleepytime has been in charge. I've been trying to sketch up things for a 2D piece. I miss drawing and painting a little.

Yet another wee head . . . and blurry!

You can take in much more of the world with 7 eyes. The Witness sees all and remembers nothing.



Painting has barely begun, but you know I start to feel wormy if I don't update progress at least once a week.



This weekend I start cuting-out, piecing-together, and sewing-together the bodies for these guys. Show opens April 1st. Stupidfool's Day!



AND:

We might be buying a house this weekend! 14 acres in the mountains with a huge two-story studio building, three barns and a swimming pool. It makes my brain hurt to think about it too much.

A Little Bit of History

Ancient Egyptian dolls, dated 670 B.C.



Early jointed terracotta doll from Rome, Jointed clay doll from Greece (5th century B.C.)



Early Roman rag doll, Roman doll with gold bracelets found in the coffin of a young girl (late second century B.C.)



1840 Butcher's Shop, with blood and sawdust on the floor.