Prone to fits of rage and bouts of sadness. Gets frustrated by numbers - prefers words. Hates his name, but can't figure out anything better. Enjoys throwing tomatoes at passersby. Drinks peppermint tea. Reads under the blankets. Hates it when his socks get wet. Likes the crust of cheesecake better than the actual cheesecake.
Beast #3 completes the series for now, but I'm sure I'll make more. Details: Each one is 5"x5" on gallery canvas. All are made with an array of materials: old paper/maps, fabric, ink, acrylic paint, lots and lots of gel medium, and a couple secret ingredients.
There's a piece of me in each and every one of these beastly creatures.
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Jethro has my heart! When I was pregnant with my daughter (now pushing 26!!), her Dad liked to call her [my tummy, anyway] Jethro. He was convinced she was a boy, but of course we all know that babies make their OWN way into the world with little input from from Dad (or mom, for that matter). Funny thing is - my daughter, Meg, is "prone to fits of rage and bouts of sadness. Gets frustrated by numbers - prefers words. Hates [her] name, but can't figure out anything better. Drinks tea. Reads under the blankets. Hates it when [her] socks get wet [and] likes the crust of cheesecake better than the actual cheesecake." Could it be a coincidence?!?
That's too funny - especially the coincidence with the name! I AM this beast, too (except for the throwing tomatoes part. Although I'd certainly like to sometimes!) I think your daughter and I would get along well ;)
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