Not that it hasn’t been fun to watch the biglicious brawl between Trump and Musk, but I’m not sure any of it is real. I’ve long suspected Elon was worming his way into Trump’s good graces to ultimately push him out of office so the tech right can get their boy JD in place. Sure, it’s a bit of a conspiracy theory, but I wouldn’t rule it out.
On the other hand, it could be a distraction not unlike staged professional wrestling matches, and that would explain why Linda McMahon has a job. While we’re watching the sideshow, Republicans will line up behind their man and pass his horrid spending bill.
Me? I’m hoping the breakup is real. I was reading all about it yesterday at my desk and moved to the couch to make myself more comfortable for the duration. The only thing missing was popcorn. I couldn’t wait to get up this morning, figuring those whack jobs were up all night, but it looks like they actually went to bed at some point. You know, nothing good happens after 10 p.m.
So, yes, I’m eager to see the Epstein files, but then I never gave up on the pee pee tapes, either. Just a crazy kid with a dream. It’s not a stretch to imagine Musk had access to a lot of dirt while ferreting through our government records.
I seem to remember Tom Arnold saying someone had tapes of Trump using the n-word while filming his TV show. I believe Amazon has the rights to all footage and outtakes, so I wouldn’t bet those will ever see the light of day.
But you never can tell. All I know is that I know nothing. Nothing. It’s like living in Bizarro World. I am so sick of these people.
Time to focus on simple pleasures. I have a few achy breaky body parts right now, but it’s nothing serious, and I’m moving my way through the pain. I had a nice walk this morning. As my massage therapist says, motion is lotion. She was complimenting me on my exercise regime, and I said, well, it’s all good, but geez, I still hurt. She said that’s because you’re alive! You’re moving, and you’re getting stronger!
Thanks, I needed that.
Dale made fajitas, as promised, and we ate outside. I followed through on my commitment to set the music up in advance, and we started with The Clash, probably my all-time favorite group. We even danced a little. Glad there are no tapes of that.
Then we switched to Bruce Springsteen, another favorite. He has been a strong voice for democracy, and it made me realize more than ever how art can make a difference. Creative people have been having a field day with all this Trump stuff, and I love it. No matter what happens, there will always be artists to bring reality to life.
That revelation inspired me to start a new piece of woodburning art. This is a work-in-progress. I typically use pallet scraps, but this is wood I purchased. It’s nice, but I sort of like the rustic nature of pallets. This piece is larger, so it has been fun to go big.
I’ve burned all the images, and now I’m beginning to paint. I usually start with the things I want to reproduce in their colors of origin. For example, I know I want the cherry on the hot fudge sundae to be red. I get that sort of stuff done first, so I know where those colors are. Then I can go crazy with pink cats or whatever.
As you can see, there’s a huge sunflower up and front. I copied it from the internet, but yesterday I saw an actual sunflower, and mine doesn’t look like that. Let’s just say mine is a loose interpretation of what a sunflower could be.
Art will find a way.
Oh, this new one is going to be the best one ever. I love it!
Thanks so much. It does feel special.
Iris Apfel (lived to be 102) said that she asked her friend`s mother how she was and the reply was, “To tell you the truth, when I wake up in the morning, anything I have two of, one of them hurts.” Word.
That pretty much sums it up!
Art will always find a way! As artists we will bring joy into this hurting world. Love this new one of yours, Donna. That’s a cool cat in the middle! I’m heading to my little garage studio now to paint. Keep on art making.
I still feel weird calling myself an artist. More like a person who tries art? Enjoy your time in the garage. That’s where I go, too.
The break-up did cause for some chuckling. And while it’s hard to think of good outcomes relating to the de-throning of Trump for JD, it was fun to lean into the idiocy of how that played out over social media.
I really want to get back into dancing. I had a little boogie down the aisle of a DIY store the other day while Himself browsed to his heart’s content, but paid for it with a painful knee the door after. My Osteopath is getting me there, but I had to acknowledge I may’ve been more enthusiastically energetic on that occasion than was wise 😉
Delighted to see you starting a new piece of art.
When I say we danced, that might be a stretch. Bobbed around a bit at most.
That’s going to be a fabulous piece. Love the edge of that piece of wood. Have you seen the Dambo trolls? He uses pallets as well as other reclaimed wood, I believe. It’s amazing what creative people can make with scrap wood.
I looked it up, and this work is amazing. Thanks for the tip.
Always enjoy seeing your art!
Thank you! It’s coming along great — can’t wait to finish it and show off the final work.