Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Tues. Nov. 25, 9:10-9:30 pm
No confrontations. I was afraid the person whose house I was infront of would question what I'm doing, but there was a dark comforting TV glow illuminating the whole house, which calmed my concerns. Some cyclists had to go around me because I was right on the sidewalk. This made me nervous and I decided I should hurry up and leave. The cars didn't bother me at all today.
Monday, November 24, 2008
monday, nov. 24, 7 p.m.
I'll try to post the pictures soon.
Maybe I'll find the missing head tomorrow? probably not though...
Sunday, November 23, 2008
nov. 22, 7:20-8 pm
by sashaenpleinaire @ 2008-11-23 – 11:16:29
I painted that weird skeleton in a ditch last night. It was nice, i don't think paid attention to me.
I really have to get some safety cones.
saturday night, and today
by sashaenpleinaire @ 2008-11-18 – 21:01:05
The weather has been dreadful lately, for my purposes.
On saturday night it stopped raining for a bit, so I ventured just outside of my house to paint dead earthworms. It turned out pretty well. it was a pleasant deserted evening, but it started raining again later.
Tonight the weather is bearable, though it is rather chilly. I went searching for more animals earlier in the day. I didn't find anything usable. I found a very peculiar skeleton in a ditch, however. It's large, so I will go to paint it when my larger canvas is prepped. I can't seem to figure out what it is. My guess would be that it's either a large dog, a small deer, or a goat. It was partially covered by a large green plastic bag. Part of my process is not to disturb the natural process of decomposition, but I had to see the rest of the skeleton, because outside of the bag there is only a hip visible. Under the bag there were lots of maggots. I was not expecting it, considering the freezing temperature. Maggots are always shocking and disturbing. I always feel shaken and grossed out... maggots are the only things about death that make me pause and wonder if death perhaps isn't such a beautiful thing after all. But it is.
It seems there is no more social confrontations so far, which is why I am writing about the technicalities of the whole process in general...
nov. 11, tuesday (today)
by sashaenpleinaire @ 2008-11-11 – 23:02:07
I managed to gather my social strength and went to paint the squirrel, but it was gone. Someone must have removed it, very peculiar...
I did find a rat(???) across the street not far away though. Nothing interesting happened.
Monday, nov. 10
by sashaenpleinaire @ 2008-11-11 – 19:27:25
nothing happened while I was painting. Something odd happened when I was on my way to paint, though. I was getting out of the car when two well-dressed young Chinese men, who were kicking a little soccer ball back and forth, asked me if I knew any Chinese families on the street. I replied that I don't know them personally, but there are a few (this was near by boyfriend's place).
Nick, my boyfriend, came to visit me briefly.
The painting looked much better in the dark.
I saw a dead squirrel by Home Depot, it's a fresh kill (probably last night) and I will go to paint it shortly. I feel rather nervous, however... having palpitations just thinking about it. it's in a very open place with lots of traffic.
Tuesday Nov. 4, around 9:45 pm
by sashaenpleinaire @ 2008-11-05 – 17:25:11
A guy in a red van honked at me. It was very unnerving. it was probably to signal that there's a car coming up behind me, but I was obviously stationary and I could obviously hear the car without the honk. It made me angry and I decided to finish up and go home.
Sunday, between 8:30 and 9:30
by sashaenpleinaire @ 2008-11-05 – 17:22:20
I was painting on the side of the road outside of Devonwood, crouched down infront of my canvas and being close to the (smelly) dead animal I was painting. Many cars went by, some slowed down. At one point a green car drove by and then backed up in my direction. The lady unrolled the passenger window and said "Are you ok?" "yeah" "oh are you just painting? I thought you took a fall!" "No, I'm ok, thank you." She apologized and drove off. I wasn't expecting the apology.