The arch side of life

Ooo! Ooo-ooo-ooo, look at this!

I was just blog surfing, riding the wave, hanging ten, catching some rays ... (actually that's not true, I hate the sun and will do whatever I can to avoid it).

But I was mucking about on this wonderful thing called the interweb, because that can easily be done from a darkened room, and look what I found! Thankyou, fireflies blog, thank you.

The artist's name is Colette Colascione - isn't that a perfectly artistic name - and I think she is MAHvellous.

I love this kind of artwork. It's stylised, and highly intricate, and detailed, and it explores the covert and unspoken side of life that I love so much.

I don't know why I feel an affinity with the arch side of my personality, but I adore the dark side of the moon, to borrow Pink Floyd's immortal phrase. And this artist seems to express it so well.

I would love one of her paintings! Did I mention it was my birthday this weekend? (Some of them are admittedly a bit oo-er rude, there's one of a lovely lady and a giant scaly green lizard, so probably not that one thank you. But definitely this one here, I would have that one.)

The Sister Of My Heart and I were discussing succulents over the weekend, for example. I have one in the succulent garden which looks like little cubes balanced on top of each other. It's in the final moments before bursting into bloom, and it makes me shudder in a horribly spinal kind of way, because the flowers are all growing out on little stalks that look like fingers, and it reminds me of the film Pan's Labyrinth, and the bit where the monster has eyes on the end of each of his fingertips. Eeeeuuuw, it gives me the creeps in a really shivery and wonderful kind of way.

And we were discussing this weirdly gory remembrance of mine, and we decided that I need to make a line of toys which are a bit strange. I'm musing on this right now. What shall I make? And how shall it be odd?

I'll keep you posted ....