Starting back in the early to mid-1990s, I used to cut silhouettes. All the time. I’ve probably done a couple hundred, at least. I’ve done scenes, people, animals and, my favorite,—kids with animals.
Then I got involved with artist trading cards, of which I cranked out about a hundred of them, too. When I take on something, I don’t do it half-assed, apparently.
Lately I’d been casting about for something to “artisticate,” as it’s known in my immediate family. Then, the coordinator of the kindergarten reading program where I volunteer asked me if I would cut a silhouette of her three-year-old daughter. Since she’s a friend and neighbor of my daughter, she’d seen some of my work on the walls of my granddaughter’s bedroom. I said I’d be glad to.
Now the silhouette bug has bitten again and today I dusted off my sharp Gingher scissors and cut out one of my favorites, a little girl using her umbrella to fend off an attacking goose. I plan to give it to the reading coordinator this next week on our final day for the year. She does a good job and perhaps has saved the program from the budgetary ax. (Always a possibility in Rick Perry’s world. *sigh*)
Anyway, here it is. Enjoy.
(It’s cut from velvety black silhouette paper and mounted on 5″ x 7″ card stock.)
There was an article in The New York Times today entitled,
“You Probably Don’t Want to Look in the Crisper.”
It features eleven of New York’s top chefs and what the insides of their refrigerators look like. Whether you’re a “foodie” or not, it’s worth a read: click here.
Here’s my cartoon of what Julia Child might have secretly kept in her fridge.
From The Daily Kos: “One Fine Morning in Arizona”
Shop owner: Hello! Welcome to Widget Barn! How can I help you in a totally heterosexual way?
Customer: Yes, I’m looking for a widget.
Shop owner: In a totally heterosexual way?
Shop owner: It’s my sincere religious belief that I can only serve heterosexuals here. You…are heterosexual, I presume.
Customer: How can you tell?
Shop owner: Well, you drove up in a Chevy pickup. You’re wearing a John Deere hat. Those work boots have clearly gotten a workout in the heterosexual dirt…
Customer: I’m not lisping.
Shop owner: That, too!
Customer: I’m not prancing. I’m not dropping any soap. I’m not humming Donna Summer…
Shop owner: …or YMCA.
Customer: Still, I could be putting on an act. You know how good gays are at acting. I hear Hollywood’s full of them.
Shop owner: Well, are you gay?
Customer: I don’t know. Am I?
Shop owner: I don’t know.
Customer: Your sincerely-held religious beliefs forbid you from selling to gays, but you don’t even know one when you see one?
Shop owner: I… But… Look, do you want a widget or not?
Customer: Sorry, but my sincerely-held religious beliefs forbid me from buying from bigots.
Shop owner: Good lord. The world sure is full of rude people.