Bad Kitty Art Studio Portland, Oregon - oil paintings, sculpture, painted furniture, recycled art, motivational words

BAD! Kitty Art Studio Quote for the day!

-30 : Hacker for Hello there!

This is a morning of cold, slushy and wet in Oregon. We had a Ice Storm yesterday afternoon, and the whole city is acting like it's a major news event.

We live in Oregon People... It rains (they freak out), It snows (every couple of years) we have ice storms (every year at least one)...Yet less than an inch of ice or snow...Sends the city into a tailspin...Literally.

Anywhoooo...I am feeling stiff and sore.

My body isn't liking the weather.

Other than that, the kids are out of school, and I have to shift gears on my day job turning it into my evening job for a couple of weeks.

That'll be hard to do...But it's what has to be done so...On with the show.

I am going to mailing off a newly sold painting today

(with all the extra BAD! Kitty goodies that are always a surprise for the person opening the box...I love surprises, and because it's being sent to the new owner...As a Christmas Present...The wrapping and gift card are not included as part of the extras),

and trying to do some work on the new commissioned work...Sketching ideas and such.

The boys will keep me running all day to keep up with their needs and desires...I hope to scan in some of my new journal pages this afternoon...And post and re-new advertising/marketing efforts...And maybe if I am lucky...I'll get to paint something.

I am working on my art dolls, whenever I am sitting still long enough...So that means of late...Bathroom throne time, the last thing at night...(Late), in between cooking courses for one of the three meals of the day, and early in the morning, before anyone gets up.

I do pretty good even still...Even with this last three weeks of my daily life being crazy and unpredictable...At least more than usual.

The dolls each take at least three full days of work...

(read my last post about this being an underrated art form

like I said before...I don't know why that is so.)

They are so cool to make and live with.

I am having fun with them, and I find it relaxing in a different way than painting or sculpting. I have always had a huge appreciation for fiber arts and artists...But now I know why they are fiber junkies...It's like being a junk/scrap/garbage junkie myself.

That's why I like it...I make my dolls out of scraps...Whatever is around, no special shopping or anything...You never know what I'll use next.

That's why I love recycled art...Those who dare...Win even when they loose...Because they gave it a go in the first place, they had brass enough to fail.

I have enough brass to fail...I also have enough BRASS to win.

I plan on winning.

So locals...Christmas time is nearing the deadline where you need to finish up your shopping needs...Think about Art in any form from any LIVING, LOCAL Artist...Because we can deliver the goods. One of us out here, has what you

need or are looking for.

Portland is swarming in terrific talented people.

Check us out...We are on the web, posting on CL, and having Open Studio Days.

Not all great art is sitting in fancy Galleries...

most of PDX's really great art is in private studio's

and cafe's and consigning shops.

Check it out. Art is everywhere...Maybe what I do isn't your "thing" that's cool...But I know there is a living artist in the area that does "move you".

Find it/them.

If I am lucky and you do like my work...Then take a chance...Buy something!

I offer you a return policy, no questions asked, lower than gallery prices, professional shipping, and a 5 years worth of, 100% happy customers, referrals on request. Not one has returned a work...Knock on wood.

I also offer to lay-away art, lease before you buy, lease art in general, and often barter/trade work for things/ services that I need. Just give me an email...Hit the header to any daily post and go to my other web site...Check it out.

So...You have very little to loose, I am fun, but not overwhelming, and I want you to be comfortable to purchase or not to purchase the art that inspires you.

BAD! Kitty Art Studio...Will be hosting other artists...Or at least if my experiment of being open by appointment only works out, I will be hosting other artists.

I want people to be interested, before I start trying to help other artist sell their works...Scary stuff just trying to sell my own...But because it scares me...My OCD about fear means I will have to give it a go, at some point...I hope that will happen soon.

I decided to do business in this way because it offers the customer flexibility...They can email me...And get prompt... Within hours most days, return email with information and scheduling availability, and a phone number to contact me. When it works best for them...After work, before work...After dinner time...Weekends...What works best for you?

I did it this way also... So that I can continue to work...I don't know any artists that have just open all the time regular business hours, in their studio's... We all have to have time to work...Most have open studio days...I have an open working studio whenever you want/need me to be open...Year round.

I think once people get used to the idea, that it will take a little bit of planning...Not much...To come to the BAD! Kitty Studio...

they will like the idea, that it can be stress free and fun if a little planning about coming to the studio goes into it...It means the situation can fit your schedule, and you therefore will not be rushed...Or you can look and go, if that's your wish.

I am joining another group of artists and we will be forming a ring of artists in the area (west side PDX area)...So we can offer open business hours for certain pre-scheduled days...So people could get a map and go from studio to studio within a short area...And have "drop-in" days and hours. Cake and eating it too.

I think we are all

(independent...Self representing artists I mean)

trying to figure out how to find/understand/and perform the business of selling art and the business of being the creator of the art...Who better to talk about my work...Than me? How do I get it in front of you though? That's the issue...You can't fall in love with me

(ahem, I mean my work)

if you can't find/see me.

I know if it does not work....That being my own business, I can change, I am flexible. It gives me the chance to try new ideas, and new things...Without a safety net...And I like it that way. If this doesn't work...I'll try something else.

I will always be willing to

DARE.

How about you?

What are you willing to dare to do today?

Why...What makes you feel like being a risk taker?

Tell us...We/I would love to know.

More power to you all today!

*Artist is now pushing the red button on her day...Jet pack is warming up...My super woman cape is neatly pressed...My super power chopsticks of truth are holding up my hot grrrl hair...and

I am good to go*

OH...BTW and today's post is my 252th straight post...I committed to 7 days a week...365 a year...And I am delivering it...I love it, when I keep promises I Make to myself. Wahoo for me!

Universe...Bring it.

Heather

Bad Kitty Art Studio Portland/Beaverton, Oregon - oil paintings, sculpture, painted furniture, recycled art, motivational words

Bad! Kitty Art Studio Quote for the day

Baagunnara (formal) -

Telugu: for how are you?

The quote above does not make me feel bad or good.

It just fit my mood for this freaking cold and crazy high wind day here in Sunny Oregon.

My body hurts, I have what Mate Man and I lovingly refer to as "the claw"

for hands this morning.

When I am older, and finacially stable

(that will happen someday right?

Yes Heather...there Is a Santa Clause

..."I do believe in fairies...

I do, I DO"! *from Peter Pan Movie*)

I will move to an even more mild temperate climate, somewhere where it's a little warmer most of the time...And little less cold and wet...I can handle the cold...sorta, I can handle the wet...Pretty ok...But mix them together...And I'm miserable.

So no fine detail work coming from these old claws today.

I may sit on a heating pad, with a blanket and hot chocolate all day...and work on Magic Art Doll #3..."Wild Child Sheds her skin"...I did some market research as far as pricing these little dolls of mine...the Machine of love #1 Joy...then yesterday's "Swimming upstream", and I find that art dolls are terribly under-rated as an art form.

I mean really...underrated.

So I'm going to make lots of them...the current trend seems to be that something this size and time to make...runs about 15.00 to 35.00 each...Depending on the area and "hot factor" of the artist.

And OMG! are they popular, like ATC's...I had no idea. Really...

because I don't like dolls...so I never paid attention to that part of the "art" world before...

when I was a kid, because I was a girl...People used to give me

"girl" gifts.

Dolls mostly and such stuff that goes with dolls.

I never liked them, I never wanted them, I had an old rag doll that was a little black girl with a flat face and braids with beads at the end, that had been given to me by one of my Father's "lovers" at the time...and she had a happy face and a little green jumper with white flowers on it.

I loved only that doll.

During a time when a little white girl ( I look white...),

walking around with a little black girl rag doll stuffed under her arm was just Not OK to do, the beginning of the PC movement.

I am not PC.

Never have been.

For example:

When I was 10 or so...I took the huge box of dolls that I had been given over the years...Out of my oversized closet...And then hung each one carefully on one of the largest walls in my bedroom, which was BIG.

I was on lock down restriction at the time, which meant I had been locked in my room, and had been there a couple of days...Let out for bathrooms breaks and meals...Sometimes...Depending on who my keeper was at the time...Mom or Dad.

Anyway...I hung them...carefully spacing them, on my newly re-decorated room wall...my Mom had spent tons of time and money with my Nana...re-doing my room...no one asked me what I wanted...they said isn't this such and such pretty?...and being that... I was well-bred, and well beaten..I always said "yes", that's nice.

So my room was all Victorian lace and four poster antiques...really quite nice, but I hated it anyway...just because.

Actually one of my best "good" memories that I have left in my mind about my Father was when we found that stupid antique Mahogany bed...And it had been painted black or something, at a flea market...he took out his pocket knife and scratched some of the paint off the back of the headboard...and saw that it was a fine wood...he bought it, and then we took it home and re-finished together....Working off all the paint...Rubbing, sanding and fixing it until it was incredible again...That was a good time.

Back to the doll story:

Each doll was perfectly placed...Hung by elastic stretching string, that I had harvested off the clothes of another doll with fancy outfits...Each doll had been altered in some small way...Hair cuts...slutty outfit changes...pin heads sticking out of their faces

(my idea of measles or chicken pox I can't remember)

but they were not gross or anything...in my mind anyway...just representational of how I felt...

I had to work with what I had...and in the "make-over" the walls in my room had been texturized...with sand or something...anyway they overdid it...and the walls were scratchy and rough and abrasive as Hell if you got thrown up against them.

I did get shoved around a lot...So this open wall space, studded with millions of tiny little sharp spiky things...Invited being pushed into, by the bullies in my home...

And so...I had a practical solution...

I thought...I would pad the wall...

With these stupid assed girly dolls they insisted

on giving me to prove how much of a

girly girl I was supposed to be.

Anyway, I only had so much material to work with...and I had to be creative... so to maximize the thread I had available to "hang" them from my thumbtacks...Each so carefully placed with each one measured out just so...

(Enter OCD here)

I figured out I could cover the wall with dolls...If I did it by hanging them from their necks.

It only took a little string for each of them that way.

I had it all finished in one afternoon.

I was proud of it. It looked cool.

My parents opened the door later that night, and took one look at my masterpiece of innovation and self protection...

And rushed me straight to the shrink.

They were sure that I was showing signs of mass murder tendencies, or some crazy shit.

I was just artistic and really smart.

That's all.

They took them down...I didn't care.

I got rid of the dolls...

and kept away from the walls as much as possible

for the rest of my time there.

And no one in the family ever bought me a doll again.

Mission accomplished.

I make dolls now...Not because I "like" dolls...I still don't like dolls. They are creepy to me...Like clowns...Are for some people.

But I don't make "dolls"...Never have.

what I make is more along the lines of the spirit dolls of the Native Races from around the world. Human Beings have been making dolls or Idols for some purpose or another since the dawn of mankind.

I make magic happen out of scraps...Other terrific artists out there use other things...There is some mind-freaking-blowing art going on in the world right now...Holy crap!

Check it out for yourself.

So anyway..I was thinking about my wall of dolls...And how for the four or five hours between finishing my first

"installation artwork"

I got to lay on the floor and look at it.

I felt brilliant...Like the reflection caught in the fresh morning dew...My imagination took flight...My spirit was given a wing...I survived because I could not be stopped...I never stopped re-working my surroundings for safety and self expression...

you can't take away my inner world, or surpress it.

Life always finds a way.

Like water finds it's source, and light penetrates the darkness of the void...my inner world creates.

That can't be taken away from me...

so me and my claws will go do what we can do...to keep letting her out...keep finding the muse and letting her use me

to create the world I want to live in....one moment at a time.

All The best to you today,

living in the magic, eternal moment...Claws and all,

Heather

Bad Kitty Art Studio Portland/Beaverton, Oregon - oil paintings, sculpture, painted furniture, recycled art, motivational words

BAD! Kitty Art Feature of the day!

"Swimming Upstream"
#2 in the new series
"Building"
Art Doll Magnet
Mixed media
So completely Fun!
9" at her longest
5" wide at her widest
Locals Special Price: $25.00 (you pick up in my Beaverton studio)
Bloggers special price that includes standard shipping to anywhere inside the USA: $45.00
Free International Shipping quotes given...just ask.

SUPER strong Magnets
on her back, that have been sewn on
and then glued to make sure they never come off.
She is very lightweight.
Made from a broken Harlequin doll, and a broken cherub figurine; her arms, legs and head are all recycled porcelain.
Then I used a Goldfish cut-out of some fabric and a purple salamandar out of the same fabric...Along with some magic stars ribbon, and a ton of hand stiched glass beads...she came together.
I like the combination of legs...Woman and child...I love the fish and salamander because they symbolize her willingness to be what she is...of this earth.
They are embracing around her body, the salamander's feet are holding the fish's fin across her shoulders...And they embrace and form a new being.
One that is magic, holds the key to all things...
(she is holding a key in one hand and a sign in the other)
and the sign says:
"Live Life as if it were created just for you." ~Maya Angelou
On the back of the sign there is a passage about dreams and the connection made in history between the supernatural and the natural world through the observation of animals.
I trust she will find the home she is needed in...
Until then, I am happy to have her hanging in my studio workspace on my metal cabinet doors.
Being a magnet makes her a Go anywhere kind of gal.
MeoW! WHAT!??!
You Want it giftwrapped with handmade
wrapping paper, and a handmade card, too?!
Don't sweat it...Just let me know, and add:
$15.00
to your total price.
Here is the quote that inspired her:
"I asked an endurance swimmer,
"How is it possible for you to swim for twenty hours? What kind of mental attitude do you have?"
She said, "I believe that the water is a friend.
It wants to help me.
It does not fight against me and I do not fight against it.
We are working together." I often think of that when I am in the 'swim' of life. The waves and currents and the tides hit us all at times, and it is not always easy to say,
"The water is friendly."
It requires an act of faith, a volitional act;
it means work, but most of all it requires a will to believe.
The more we use this will, the more it becomes a part of us and the more natural becomes its application. "

Marcus Bach
Thank you for being here...have a great day...
just keep swimming upstream!
Heather

Bad Kitty Art Studio Portland/Beaverton, Oregon - oil paintings, sculpture, painted furniture, recycled art, motivational words

BAD! Kitty Art Studio Quote for the day!

Namaskar - Nepali for Hello

Good Morning fellow reality dwellers.

I am coming to you live from a cold Oregon this morning...

With a report from the front lines of my inner battle,

to accept this reality that I seem to have bought in "as-is" condition. I gotta learn to read the fine print, before buying...

I slept well for about 4 hours last night.

Then I woke up at 2:33 am...

And then every hour on the hour for the rest

of the night. My brain...

(Quantum physics central headquarters...

ssshhh, that's top secret classified

information there buddy)

is trying to tell me something.

I am chewing the cud of my past...Then really digesting it.

This time around, I get to control how I react to the information...To a certain extent.

I can't control waking up every hour on the hour...

And being tired because of it.

I can control how I react to my waking life today though...

How I react to the upcoming situations and senerios that will play out while I am awake.

That's my power in this reality, one that I awaken to every single day.

How am I going to handle today?

No problem...I got this...I know what I am doing.

I am going to go with the flow, I am going to stay present in the eternal moment, and I am going to approach every situation and person with integrity.

That ought to cover it.

I feel fine...Really...I feel like both feet are on solid ground

and mentally I feel fit and ready to take it on.

My body on the other hand is sick.

I had cancer when I was real young...

Well, 20 isn't that young, but you get my drift.

Anyway...No biggie, I survived...but years later,

I have to deal with a bunch of physical facts

of life with this body.

I also have a permanent spinal cord injury, and permanent nerve damage.

(trust me when I say... No drug on earth touches nerve pain, am I right out there or what? Can I get an Amen?):)

* they found that little creepy bastard cancer, when they operated to fix my broken back, because of an on the job injury*

I had a tiny-mini stroke when delivering the middle child, coupled with repeated blunt force injury to the head as a child...I forget common words sometimes, and a host of other little brain, speech issues, no big deal...but that's always fun...

and a bad hip, knee, hands and wrists with Rheumatoid Arthritis (and years of hard labor),

fibromyalgia, IBS, gastrointestinitis,

and I am allergic to everything under the sun because of stepping into an underground hornet hive, while wearing raingear on a wet, sloppy job Mate Man and I were doing while being Garden Designers Of the Highest Order, about 5 years back now.

Those little tiny bastards

swarmed up my rain gear

(big, baggy, plastic over wear, that outdoor labor workers use to stay "as dry as possible" just in case you don't know what that is, we called them our banana suits...Until I got green ones then we used to say..."Looks like we are going to get pickled today"...When it rained)

anyway... I was stung hundreds of times before we could get the gear off and get down the muddy slope we were working on.

I started to go into anaphylactic shock, and we just happened to be at a job site in the way, way out...way out... back woods...25 miles to the nearest small town.

Mate Man was trained as a field Medic in the Marines

(among other things)

and knew what to do, so I was OK...And the customer was at home so we had access to some emergency supplies...

so I made it.

But the after effects are that now I am allergic to everything...

I mean...Like I can't walk down the detergent/cleaning supply aisle without my inhaler in hand and for sure hives afterward. I can't pet my dog or cat then touch my face, can't drive with the windows down, because of exhaust fumes...stuff like that...

So are the facts of my corporeal body. I'm what they call chronically "disabled"...

I say Fuck that....this body has some issues...sure it sucks to live with it sometimes *most of the time*,

but hey now, it's the only body I got isn't it?

So, I take care of myself the best I can...

if I could just really kick cigarette's and meat

(I only eat "happy" healthy meat...BTW)

all together...I would be closer to being

"just right" in my eating/living habits.

Everyone has something they have to "deal" with,

this is one of mine....My body is a lemon...

That I can't trade in.

Facts of life.

So I am working hard at not becoming one of those people

who has chronic illness as their burden or use it as a tool.

I'm as well as I appear to be...It's always been important to me not to be the victim of any pity.

So I put on my happy face, suck it up and ...Keep on living.

Like I have another choice?

Yep...I could so suicidal...

That'll go over real well with My Maker...I'm sure.

That I and I don't have any desire for life to end yet...

(If you spent an evening like I did with a

Human Being like Mate Man...grrrl you can't help but want to keep living, just for more of that good stuff!)

I still have things to do...

So what if I have the internal body of a

(looks like a 28-ish year olds body

on the outside, or so I am told BTW...)

85 year old...I still got spring in my step...I'm still lively.

Most of the time, none of my psychical issues slow me down too much...Sometime they knock me on my ass.

I can handle that most of the time...

but it's tiring.

So that's what's on my mind today...

Mind over matter, I don't feel good...So what.

I'll still make this the best day I can,

doing the best I can with what I got for the day.

Up and at em'!

Here's to overcoming (mentally) the daily challenges

that each of our realities bring us.

Here's to being Strong, Saucy, Bold, and Fearless.

Here's to saying Fuck you to bad bodies,

and icky past life crap.

Here's to today, may it be all it can be...

and here's to me being my best me too...

and to you... Here's to you being your best you too!

Can I get an Amen, from the back?!

Make to most of your reality....

Inside and outside your head/body today...

Best wishes to you and yours for your Saturday,

Heather

BAD! Kitty Art Studio. News Update....I smell something stinky

BAD! Kitty Art Studio...with some news you can use...Warning...MeoW! Ahead...Rants from the front lines of the anti-war/anti-bush campaine.......Go get em' boys...Don't shoot till you see the whites of their eyes.
This BAD! Kitty Out--->
****

A New Crime Revealed:Bush's Secret War at Home
We have now learned: Two years ago, George W. Bush went behind the back of the American people and secretly authorized the National
Security Agency (NSA) to carry out surveillance of people throughout the United States.

The secret presidential edict, revealed yesterday in the New York Times, allowed massive spying, surveillance of phone calls and peoples' homes without any evidence of criminal activity, and without court order. This complete violation of the Bill of Rights was ordered without congressional debate or judicial scrutiny and oversight. It was Bush's secret, a hidden and criminal violation of peoples constitutional rights.
Bush's secret action is a violation of federal wiretapping law, the Privacy Act and a violation of the Fourth Amendment. What remedy exists when the President violates federal law and trashes the Bill of Rights? The remedy provided by the Constitution is impeachment.

This latest bombshell follows a pattern well known by all those who are demanding that Congress defend the Constitution through impeachment. Bush cynically used September 11 to violate the most important tenets of the US Constitution and international law. The war of aggression in Iraq, the establishment of a global network of secret prisons and torture centers, the unleashing of secret police spying on citizens and non-citizens alike, the evisceration of due process rights and the systematic lying to Congress and to the people about the reasons for the launch of the Iraq war - these constitute the essential case for impeachment.

The American people are demanding in ever greater numbers that the constitutional mechanism that holds high officials accountable for criminal activity be immediately applied. The idea promoted by some that Bush is too strong to be impeached is sheer nonsense and it defies the historical record. Richard Nixon was on the verge of being impeached in the last half of his second term and not long after, he won a landslide majority in the 1972 election. Clinton too was impeached in the second half of his second term, on the allegation of perjury, when he had an approval rating of 60%.
Today BushÂ’s approval rating is hovering around 40%, the majority of the people believe Congress should vote to impeach if Bush lied about the reasons for going to war, and now millions more are shocked that Bush secretly authorized the most powerful spy agency to spy on anyone it wanted too without court order or evidence of criminal wrong doing.
The Bush White House, in its very essence, is the negation of democracy. The people must not stand by and let cherished freedoms protected by the Constitution, be stripped away in secret.

Help us place ads in the New York Times and other newspapers, as well as radio spots, this January calling for the immediate impeachment of George W. Bush, Dick Cheney, Donald Rumsfeld and others. Be a part of history by making a much needed donation today.
Volunteers and organizers are working across the country to spread the message of the grassroots movement VoteToImpeach/ImpeachBush.org

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BAD! Kitty Art Studio Quote for the day!

Hej - Swedish for Hello

Thinking about who I am TODAY.

That's what I woke up thinking about.

Yesterday, I sold two paintings and agreed to do a commissioned work for a new patron. Yes, I hear the gasp out there...I know I don't do commissioned work anymore...but this subject matter of the painting she wants made intrigues me, and she agreeded to let me "do" my thing...she does not even know me...but she said "I trust you." So I agreeded to do it...what a daredevil I have become...

She bought three paintings at one time.

Isn't that cool?

The last big sale I made, that one person bought 4 works all at once too.

Both of them new patrons to me,

both of them in different parts of the country, both has never seen the work in "real" life before purchasing, or ever heard of me, or met me...and both don't/didn't know me from Adam.

That has nothing to do with who I am really today...but It sure is nice to get rewarded...

(with meeting new fun people that really "get" my simplistic artistic style... and making a little money too)

for a job well done.

just FYI...I sold some a-r-t...yeah!

WOO-Freaking-Hoo!

*artist now assumes a more humble posture

...and kicks at the dirt with her toe

(but she *the artist* does not look down anymore...she does not secretly feel like a fraud, so she can be humble and grateful...with integrity)

...gee, thanks a lot Miss*

(she * my new patron*is now a transplanted

southern lady, so she'll get that good manners thing...and I know she'll laugh at it too)

What I woke up thinking about was how I am at an internal crossroads. Letting the past fall away with the tears and shedding my old skin of grief... knowing that like the snake that sheds it's too tight skin as it grows...so do I; because growing causes things to change...the seams bursting, and old scabs get itchy.

I woke up itchy for a road trip.

You know those days when you just can throw a small bag together...get in your car...and just head out, to see what there is to see, don't know when you'll be back.

"Honey I'm going out for milk, see you in three days!"

So, because I am not able to bend time and space (yet)

I have to travel the road inside.

I don't have a map, and I lost my reading

glasses three months ago.

Poop.

I guess I'll just pack a small bag...

in it I'll throw my new basics...

confidence, integrity, determination...

imagination, and just in case of the unexpected...

one simple black dress...a Grrl never knows when she may encounter a passionate

roadside attraction.

(Mate Man is at every stop on this trip...

isn't that cool too?!)

And the good boob bra...can't forget that.

After you have three kids and breast feed everyone of those little greedy little bodies with your own brew...you become astutely aware that a good bra, can change the whole days outlook...

completely.

That and hot grrrl hair days,

I think I'll throw in hot grrrl hair in that

overnight bag...why not?

Shit happens...and I wanna look good when it does.

Is that so wrong?

I feel good, because I can now see who I am today.

An Ordinary Crazy Person,

who has decided to become an extraordinary,

ordinary crazy person.

I am almost there.

Watch out Universe, Here I come...

my bag is packed

I am ready to go.

The new ONE can do anything she wants to.

The New ONE can travel down any unknown path;

be trusted to make it down the street and around the corner, and is now smart enough to avoid the shortcuts and candy offered by strange wolves along the way.

I am the seeker and the seer.

I am alive.

I choose to live.

Keep it simple stupid...

I choose to be truly

ALIVE and at the Ready...

with Conviction,

determination,

And

POWER.

What's in your bag? Where is road going?

Who are you today?

Me...well...

TODAY

I am

Tank Grrrl...

on a new mission...

Getting on with the business of getting me on

down that road...it starts with the first step...

Rodger That...

Over and out.

Heather

PS Have a great day and thanks for being here.

BAD! Kitty Will now tell you another tasteless Joke...

BAD! Kitty Will now tell you another of his favorite tasteless jokes:

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Fairy Godmother
An old lady is rocking away the last of her days on her front porch, reflecting on her long life, when--all of a sudden--a fairy godmother appears in front of her and informs her that she will be granted three wishes.
"Well, now," says the old lady, "I guess I would like to be really rich."
*** POOF *** her rocking chair turns to solid gold.
"And, gee, I guess I wouldn`t mind being a young, beautiful princess."
*** POOF *** she turns into a beautiful young woman.
"Your third wish?" asks the fairy godmother.
Just then the old woman`s cat wanders across the porch in front of them.
"Ooh--can you change him into a handsome prince?" she asks.
*** POOF *** there before her stands a young man more handsome than anyone could possibly imagine.
She stares at him, smitten. With a smile that makes her knees weak, he saunters across the porch and whispers in her ear:
"Bet you`re sorry you had me neutered."

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BAD! Kitty Art Studio...News Update...Please Pay Attention! There will be a quiz later.

BAD! Kitty Art Studio News Flash...The time to take action is NOW!

Read on...

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ACT FOR CHANGE ACTIVISM UPDATE:

December 15, 2005
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Stop Congress' Attack on Your Health Care
Imagine if your health insurance plan could raise your rates at any time and deny coverage of the most basic care -- like birth control, well-child check-ups and mammograms -- even though your state requires such coverage. Well, the House of Representatives has already passed a bill that would allow a new type of insurance to do just that -- and we need your voice today to stop this anti-consumer legislation in the Senate.
Click here to take action.
Under the guise of making health insurance more affordable for small businesses and their employees, a big-business coalition led in part by the U.S. Chamber of Commerce is pushing legislation that would create a major healthcare loophole. The misnamed "Small Business Health Fairness Act" would create a new type of federal health insurance called Association Health Plans that would be exempt from over 1,000 state consumer protection laws.
These new insurance plans would not only be able to refuse to cover services that your state requires all other insurers to cover, they would also be allowed to raise your rates at any time and would not be required to keep enough money in the bank to actually pay your bills.
Tell the Senate that this is a health care step in the wrong direction.
It's hard to imagine who could believe that such flawed legislation would help Americans, especially since the non-partisan Congressional Budget Office found that the vast majority of small businesses -- over 20 million employees and their dependents -- would actually see their premiums increase under this legislation.
But the House passed this bill in July, and the Senate is back in session this week. Your voice is critical today -- please sign our petition to send a letter to your senators and urge them to vote no on this flawed legislation.
Click here to take action.

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Take Action!

BAD! Kitty Art Is taking action...I see the change...I am being the change.

Be the change...take ten minutes and

help change the world.

It is your world....and yes it's a small one afterall.

Heather

Bad Kitty Art Studio Portland/Beaverton, Oregon - oil paintings, sculpture, painted furniture, recycled art, motivational words

BAD! Kitty Art Studio Quote for the Day!

Ahn nyeong ha se yo - Korean for Hello

Yesterday, I saw the government briefly yacking about something, the President was getting ready for a speech...I didn't even think about it...I turned it off before he could even get to the podium and start talking. I also completely avoided the news yesterday...It just gives me high blood pressure...The fear, carnage, missing children, taxation without representation....

*OH, Oh here she goes off on a tangent *

The Facts of OUR Economic Slavery!

We are all so busy trying to keep our private lives together that we don't have time to worry about how many people our government killed today...Foreign or our own.

We don't have time to take to the streets, and riot.

We don't have time to worry about the state of affairs in the rest of the world...The rest of human kind...Because Here in good old America

(Land THAT I LOVE)

We are kept so scared about loosing, our jobs, money, homes, cars...Kids, family's...Our Nation.

We all are...Nose to the grindstone, hoping that we can keep our heads above the water long enough to ride the wave out.

We have had bad Government Before.

We will have more in the future, I am sure.

What we have now is not a government, of, for and by the people.

What we have is the souless pursuit of the "American Dream".

That dream isn't real.

Most people can't find work, housing, food, or a good education. Today...In America, if you are getting YOUR needs met...Then screw everyone else...I'm taking care of mine.

As a self employed American...You have to pay double taxes...But when you want to retire...

(which had now been pushed back to 70 years old)

you won't be able to use/get the money that you paid all into the system all your working life. As it stands...The schools are a mess of standardized tests, and over extended/under paid/under valued teachers...That just wants little Johnny to freaking sit down and listen so the teacher can teach...So here...Wild child, you don't need better parenting and a good diet...You need a pill.

In one of my son's classes their are 8 out of 26 kids on drugs for ADD.

Now tell me...If the government won't take people into the military that have taken these types of drugs as youngsters...Because of the side effects they have on the developing brain...

then why are we feeding this shit to our kids?

So Little Johnny will freaking sit down and shut up

and fit into a better social box, and their jobs (the teachers)will be easier...Don't ask the parents to actually parent their children...Just buy them a Happy meal on the way home and sit them in front of the TV...That'll work real well.

Its like the way that the President can go and Murder Thousands...And not even one cop car gets turned over and set on fire in the streets over it. They rioted over police brutality, a few years back...Burned down their own home town over the whole thing...But the President kills Thousands of our own people, and thousands of "others", goes to "War" under a lie that has been outed for more than a year...And still no article of impeachment on the Congress floor? WTF!? Are we paying these people for?

We are too scared to loose our jobs to take time off and protest, march, and scream until things change.

We need to keep eating, buying gas, paying bills, you know the basics...If they keep us scared and running we don't have time to watch what they say and then do. We don't have time to have a sense of Humanity.

We are Economic Slaves.

We are taxed

(OMG! Are we taxed!!)

without real representation

that stands for the people

of this great land.

We are lead by sharks that make twice the amount that we the people pay them to do their jobs

(our tax money that you must pay or YOU will go to jail...Unless you are an ENRON or White House Employee)

(and we must pay for their lifetime benefits too, BTW how many of you have that grantee in your jobs?)

...Take care of us...Listen and do for us...But they get paid so much by the people that they really work for

(corporate America is the real American Dictaor)

in spifs, extras, and so on that it pays to be a public servant today...Boy howdy does it pay.

I have not lost my humanity...

I work everyday just as scared as the rest of you...Maybe a little more because no one is buying art...Anywhere in the world today.

Art is an undervalued thing next to gas and bread.

I know the drill. It's cool I get it...What I don't get is...

I make most of my money so we can continue to make it

(read keep the light on and food in the be

bellies of our kids...I only eat one meal a day to help out...The kids need three squares, I don't, you parents out there know the scoop, I'm no freaking mayter...I just do everything I can to help out this family...And plus eating sucks for me because of my digestive tract...)

with the day job.

Art isn't income...It's ifcome.

I get that too.

Hell with the state of the world...I am more interested in buying survival gear than Christmas presents myself.

humanity is what we can't buy,

the shit just won't go on sale.

That's what's on my mind this morning as I sit here with my pile of bills to my right and my bank book on the left...And Christmas coming...Knowing I have to be responsible and pay the bills first...Then "do" Christmas...Because that's the way it is...And I want to show by example to my children...That its what you give not what you get that counts in this world...What you GIVE.

Factory of life...Trying to make babies equal food.

Money Sucks...And it's so important to all of us right now...It's crazy....What about having a life where you can keep the lights on, and eat, and be involved in your world all at the same time?

Economic Slavery...Think about it.

Where and how you spend your time and money are the only power we have.

Buy Local.

Buy from the people in your local area. Buy from people who worked and made what you eat, drive, wear...Here in your own area. Buy from local farmers, buy from local businesses, write to your editors, your congress person, your President about making the out sourcing of an American Job

a hate crime.

Make a difference in your world today...See the change that is needed and become it.

Realize your humanity...And use it.

Here are some places or links to go and find out what companies are "good" and which are capitalistic fascists...I hope that it helps you find some places to spend or learn about

your
POWER.

http://www.10over100.org/

http://briancjohnson.blogspot.com/

http://www.zaadz.com/

http://www.leonardodicaprio.org/

http://www.tvgpr.com/

http://www.wie.org/business/

http://www.thefempire.com/

http://www.factoryfarming.com/

http://wilber.shambhala.com/html/misc/iraq.cfm

http://www.goveg.com/factoryFarming.asp

and that's just a few off the top...Learn, Spend, Grow,

CHANGE...that's what we are here to do.

As my good friend said to me just recently...

Let's change the world shall we?

Yes, says I... I think we shall.

Don't want to live in a factory world? Then Don't.

Yours in the struggle today,

Heather

BAD! Kitty Art Studio Presents: "Swimming Upstream" Magic Art Doll #2 in the NEW Building Series

BAD! Kitty Art Feature of the day!

"Swimming Upstream"

#2 in the new series

"Building"

Art Doll Magnet

Mixed media

So completely Fun!

9" at her longest

5" wide at her widest

SUPER strong Magnets

on her back, that have been sewn on

and then glued to make sure they never come off.

She is very lightweight.

Made from a broken Harliquen doll, and a broken cherub figurine; her arms, legs and head are all recycled porcelain.

Then I used a Goldfish cut-out of some fabric and a purple salamandar out of the same fabric...Along with some magic stars ribbon, and a ton of hand stiched glass beads...she came together.

I like the combination of legs...Woman and child...I love the fish and salamander because they symbolize her willingness to be what she is...of this earth.

They are embracing around her body, the salamnders feet are holding the fishes fin across her shoulders...And they embrace and form a new being.

One that is magic, holds the key to all things...

(she is holding a key in one hand and a sign in the other)

and the sign says:

"Live Life as if it were created just for you." ~Maya Angelou

On the back of the sign there is a passage about dreams and the connection made in history between the supernatural and the natural world through the observation of animals.

I trust she will find the home she is needed in...

Until then, I am happy to have her hanging in my studio workspace on my metal cabinet doors.

Being a magnet makes her a Go any where kind of gal.

Locals Special Price: $45.00 (you pick up in my Beaverton studio)

Bloggers special price that includes standard shipping to anywhere inside the USA: $75.00

Free International Shipping quotes given...just ask.

MeoW! WHAT!??!

You Want it gift wrapped with handmade

wrapping paper, and a handmade card too?!

Don't sweat it...Just let me know, and add:

$15.00

to your total price.

Here is the quote that inspired her:

"I asked an endurance swimmer,

"How is it possible for you to swim for twenty hours? What kind of mental attitude do you have?"

She said, "I believe that the water is a friend.

It wants to help me.

It does not fight against me and I do not fight against it.

We are working together." I often think of that when I am in the 'swim' of life. The waves and currents and the tides hit us all at times, and it is not always easy to say,

"The water is friendly."

It requires an act of faith, a volitional act;

it means work, but most of all it requires a will to believe.

The more we use this will, the more it becomes a part of us and the more natural becomes its application. "
Marcus Bach

Thank you for being here...have a great day...

just keep swimming upstream!

Heather

Bad Kitty Art Studio Portland/Beaverton, Oregon - oil paintings, sculpture, painted furniture, recycled art, motivational words

BAD! Kitty Art Studio Quote for the day!

Sawadi-ka (if you're a girl)/ Sawadi-kup (if you're a guy)

- Thai for Hello

This post I am going to share something that was sent to me by my ex-husband...who has never really been able to be my friend after we broke up...and all these years I have felt lots of things twords him...but soft in the old heart isn't one of them...until now.

He forwarded this message to me, and that means alot to me. He doesn't know it, and that's OK too.

He is capable of change...all of us are...

for some it just takes a little more time than others.

I am glad today for my ability to see more clearly the truth about change...myself...and the people I am bound to.

Melvin will always be a part of my life....

and now that almost 20 years of knowing him have gone by, I might be able to start like this man...OMG!

I'm growing up...him too.

How great is that for our kid?

Lucky kid, lucky partenal units

(we include bonus Dad in the equation...Mate Man for those out of the loop...we don't have step-parents...we have bonus parents in our home...always have)

Anyway, I was in a place yesterday that I did not want to be in emotionally, and it changed after I read this email....so I thought I would share with my little world...here it goes.

Love to all, Heather

PS: I am going to take a picture of the #2 Magic Art Doll...I finished her yesterday...so much FUN....come back soon for pictures!

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You make the choice. Don't look for a punch line.

There isn't one. Read it anyway.

My question to all of you is:

Would you have made the same choice?

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended.

After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question.

"When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do.

He cannot understand things as other children do.

Where is the natural order of things in my son?"

The audience was stilled by the query.

The father continued. "I believe, that when a child like Shay comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way other people treat that child."

Then he told the following story:

Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball.

Shay asked, "Do you think they'll let me play?"

Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging.

Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay could play.

The boy looked around for guidance and, getting none, he took matters into his own hands and said,

"We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning.. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning."

In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three.

In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the outfield.

Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands.

In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.

At this juncture, let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game?

Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible 'cause Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.

However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be able to make contact.

The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.

As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.

The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.

Instead, the pitcher took the ball and turned and threw the ball on a high arc to right field, far beyond the reach of the first baseman.

Everyone started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!"

Never in his life had Shay ever made it to first base.

He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.

Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!"

By the time Shay rounded first base, the right fielder had the ball.

He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions and intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head.

Shay ran toward second base as the runners ahead of him deliriously circled the bases toward home.

Shay reached second base, the opposing shortstop ran to him, turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted,

"Run to third!"

As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams were screaming, "Shay, run home!"

Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the "grand slam" and won the game for his team.

"That day," said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, "the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world."

AND, NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people think twice about sharing.

The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.

If you're thinking about forwarding this message,

chances are that you're probably sorting out the people on your address list that aren't the "appropriate" ones to receive this type of message.

Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference.

We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the "natural order of things."

So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice:

Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity

or do we pass up that opportunity, and leave the world a little bit colder in the process?

You now have two choices:

1. Forget this.

2. Send/Forward/Share it with the people you care about.

You already know the choice I opted for......

Friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

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You know...it's true. I treat people the way I want to be treated. My sons have all three done kind things for children that are different to/from them in their lives. I was only present for one of those encounters...the others I heard about from inspired teachers and friends. I was amazed at the fearless and unconditional human-ness of each of them. They inspire me to be a better human being, that is a good thing, better me makes a better mom that can be present in her kids lives and help them make their way...in love...and with faith in themselves, what a freaking concept...the chance at starting out life feeling good about yourself.

That's POWER, want some?

Go give some away.

If you love you then others can too.

Like Me.

We give what we get in this world.

What are you giving?

Is it equal to waht you are getting?

Is it more?

Is it less?

Do you know?

Get involved in your moment to moment life today, make choices that make you feel powerful, strong, and good about yourself, and the world you live in.

Much love and gratiude for you being here today,

all the best to you today,

Heather

*who is now ready to have a brillant day*

BAD! Kitty Has Something MORE Political in Nature to say: AHEM!

BAD! Kitty Art Studio Has something to tell you:

In a few weeks confirmation hearings for Samuel Alito will begin in the Senate. Already serious questions are being raised about his record on important matters such as civil rights. As disturbing facts continue to emerge about Alito, Republicans in the Senate flip-flop on whether every nominee deserves an up or down vote - on one hand they were for it, but when extremist Republican activists soured on Harriet Miers, they decided they were against it. Now that the rightwing is popping Champagne corks for Samuel Alito, they are for it once again.
Keep in mind that the Alito nomination has already failed in one regard -- George Bush hoped it would help push his failure in Iraq off the front page. While this administration's botched management in Iraq has rightfully remained front and center, some disturbing trends have emerged around Alito's record.

Here are the facts. When Alito was nominated for his present job on the Court of Appeals, he made a pledge to the U.S. Senate that he would recuse himself from cases where he had a personal interest. On multiple occasions Alito has broken that pledge.
He broke his pledge in 1995 when he ruled on a case that involved his sister's law firm. And he broke his pledge in 2002 when he ruled on a case involving an investment firm where he had a six-figure personal investment.
Still more disturbing has been the series of shifting excuses for these serious ethical lapses. In the case of the investment firm, Alito's sponsors in the White House first claimed that a computer glitch failed to alert Judge Alito of the conflict. When that excuse began to be scrutinized, the explanation suddenly shifted, with administration officials arguing on his behalf that Alito didn't need to recuse himself after all.
Americans deserve a Supreme Court Justice who doesn't need a computer to tell the difference between right and wrong.
You can make sure that your local paper covers these lapses and gives Alito's credibility a serious examination by writing a letter to your editor.
you can use this link here to find your local paper's editor: http://www.democrats.org/page/speakout/alitoletter

And it does not stop there. On a job application for a position in the Reagan administration, Alito pointed to his membership in an organization known as the Concerned Alumni of Princeton. During his time at Princeton and when he was still promoting his membership over a decade later, this group made its name fighting integration of women and minorities on campus.
While his job application clearly points out his membership in this organization, he has now reversed course -- his response to questions from Senators last month was, "I have no recollection of being a member or attending meetings."
A person seeking a lifetime appointment to the Supreme Court must be upfront and honest with the Senate -- and with the American people.

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if you hit the header to this post you will be taken to where you can find more information about this and other disturbing facts about the current Governmetal system that is dictating our lives.

Get involved! AND I AM NOT A DEMOCRATE EVEN! Come on People!
Bad! Kitty (HMBT) for the lawsuit hungry -------> OUT!

BAD! Kitty Art Studio Gets threats of leagal action

Hi All, I just got this email from some unknown who left no way to contact them...so, I thought I would adress the isssue here, so they can see it too.
Here's the email:

comments = Cease and desist from using this copywritten name or legal action will be taken against you.REMOTE_HOST: 12.75.154.47


OK....
1. The name Bad Kitty Is tademarked and copyright protected, for about a dozen diferent enities you are right. (all spelled differently or or are in some form of business that is different from the rest of them...there are other blogs/artist out there calling themselves Bad Kitty...am I sending them crazy emails?...nope....I just don't care)

2. The Name Bad! Kitty Art Studio , however (the way it is spelled and used) is also trademarked and copyright protected...by me, the artist HMBT.

3. USA laws allow variations on copyrights to/for names or business titles as long as they are not the same entity or infringing on the original copyrite owners businesses or sales/product...I am doing none of those things...I did tons of research about the way I spelled/picked my Art Studio's name...so don't send me notices about your "impending lawsuits"...if you are not going to even identify yourself...(oooohhhh even more scary) and at least explain why I must cease the use of my own copyright...
Want more info? Then leave some contact information so I can tell you how to get bent in person.
Thanks and have a shiny happy day,
Heather

NEW BAD! Kitty PICTURES of the re-Hung STudio...it's all about the fairies Locals! Special in Studio Prices! Come See!

Sneak Peek at what's on the easel
Blurry shot of the Woring area/fireplace
Main Gallery Wall
Center main gallery wall
End near the door of the gallery wall
Cozy corner


Back Wall

Better pictures of the other side of the Gallery and end of the Show floor.

Hope you like it...I have got to work like crazy now to catch up with my day.. Love to all! I wish I was better at taking inside pictures...it's looks so much better in real life!

Heather

Bad Kitty Art Studio Portland/Beaverton, Oregon - oil paintings, sculpture, painted furniture, recycled art, motivational words

Bad! Kitty Quote for the day!

Ciao (informal), Salve, Buon giorno (Morning, formal), Buona sera (Afternoon, formal) – Italian for Hello

Ten Spiritual Tonics for you this morning:

1. Stop worrying. Worry kills life.

2. Begin each day with a prayer. It will arm your soul.

3. Control appetite. Over-indulgence clogs body and mind.

4. Accept your limitations . . .

5. Don't envy. It wastes time and energy.

6. Have faith in people. Cynicism sours the disposition.

7. Find a hobby. It will relax your nerves.

8. Read a book a week to stimulate imagination and broaden your views.

9. Spend some time alone for the peace of solitude and silence.

10. Try to want what you have, instead of spending your strength trying to get what you want.

Abraham L. Feinberg

I will be working in Studio all day...with these 10 things taped to my wall...to rmind me I am human, and only have 24 hours everyday to live and I always try my best.

I re-hung the studio...I'm going to take some pictures here in a moment, so that's why this mornings posts is short.

I only have about 15 minutes left before the family is up, (kids) and ready to be gotten ready for school, and I have a long day ahead.

I am thinking of you all...and...

Liz: I didn't call back last night at 8:00, because I fell asleep...can you dig that? I was alseep before my kids were last night, I don't know if I am coming down with the flu or if I was just overtired from the day...but I passed out, and I was so looking forward to just shooting the shit with you, a reward for a hard day... that's you...one of my best rewards. I just adore you.

Sara...ditto for you...i'm sooooo not ingnoring you...just crazy the last three or four days...I do want to talk with you soon though...I should be home tonight (to both of you) no plans and a little free time...maybe I'll even stay awake!

I get up at 4 am...and work hard all day...sometimes the old body just quits on me. Damn body...I want a new one Sara...can you get that ordered for me please?

Carrie...my sweet...thanks for being so persitant

(and you had to be for those three days)

about getting ahold of me...I know it took three trys, and I had to cut you off to take the kids to school... but you did it, and made that day better, for me, and I wanted to let you know I love you for it.

I wish I had more time...you know I asked the universe for some real peoples

(friend like people)

to have in my life...

My wish was granted

...the three of you mean so much...

but I forgot to ask for the time so that I can be the

best friend to you all that I can be...

I'll get that Memo Out today...ASAP!

Dear Universe...could you please extend the day to 32 hours instead of 24...it's just not working for me anymore, the 24 hour day, is a little tight in the shoulders...maybe you could let it out an inch or two...I seem to be growing at an amazing rate!

Thanks, Heather

The Art Czar of

BAD! Kitty Art Studio

That'll get someone's attention up there...when I use my full title...that gets their attention...they know I mean business...LOL.

Take care all...

look for the new studio pictures coming up next!

Love to all, Heather