ms_xeno
My blogs
| Industry | Arts |
|---|---|
| Occupation | Procrastinator |
| Location | Portland, OR, United States |
| Introduction | Is this thing on? (Cough.) Once upon a time, in a magic land called suburban New Jersey, there lived a four-eyed, flat-footed child who liked to make art. She squandered huge amounts of money, energy and time (both her own and that of others) before finally admitting that she was much better at collaging than at any other media she'd ever tried to master. Having moved to the West Coast some time before this long-overdue revelation, she worked in an endless series of sinkholes. Some were gilded, some were not. But in various ways they all stank and had nothing to do with art, either. So she quit the most recent one, which was quite heavily gilded, and put her nose to the grindstone on the collage business. Supported by her kindly husband and three cats, she sought and found a (somewhat) more art-friendly sinkhole to work in before the entire family ended up on the street. In addition, she enjoys coffee with soy milk, short stories, and getting thrown off other internet sites for her lousy attitude. Sometimes she adds a shot of bourbon or rum to her coffee, which enables her to ignore common sense and to imagine living happily ever after. |
| Favorite Movies | Airplane, Chicago, The Great Muppet Caper, Victor/Victoria |
| Favorite Music | Jazz, Blues, Klezmer |
| Favorite Books | The Collected Stories of Katherine Anne Porter, The Price of the Ticket: Essays By James Baldwin, The Collected Stories of Katherine Mansfield |
Lionesses have no manes. How do they know when they've grown up?
They know because Blue Cross kicks them off their parents' insurance.