Consignment

Time has really flown by. Today, for the first time in TuckooandMooCow history, I set up my items in a new boutique and began my first adventure in the world of consignment. For now, only 13 of my items can be found there, but if they sell well, this will become a wholesale deal with more TuckooandMooCow pieces being displayed here on a regular basis.

Here are pics of my little display (sorry it's so dark...they were adding more lighting and it was still a little dim right where I was):

The boards the necklaces are hanging from are acrylic paintings I did on canvas boards and then added 6 furniture tacks to the top to hang chains from. My business cards are in the middle. I'll be going by later this week to add little tags with the tiny paintings' descriptions to the necklaces as well as a small canvas board with an explanation of TuckooandMooCow on it.

The BrowBar (a salon/boutique) will be opening on Tuesday!

A Dickens Christmas Series

Finally, a new laptop. Whew! Really desperately needed since my old one was very close to death and it was only useful for being on the internet. So, here is my first post from this lovely new laptop, Hooray! 

I've been working on a few series and considering some others as well. Look out for some Jane Austen inspired pieces for Valentines day--I have some great ideas. 

I feel like my pieces tend towards the literary at times. Only natural, I suppose, considering that even my shop name is inspired by literature (first line from "A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man"). With that in mind, it will come as no surprise to any of you that my newest series is literary as well. Inspired by Dickens' masterpiece "A Christmas Carol", here are three unique pieces all available in my shop: 

Eternity in an hour

I love how available inspiration is these days. 

One minute with a friend and I've heard of a new song--some indie band with a sound like Vysotsky and I'm off! 

An afternoon of procrastinating and I've found a dozen artists with boring day jobs whose work is reaching people thanks to the powers of youtube, blogs, or some other throw-away mass communication platform. For a moment, I am moved by something I would otherwise have never seen or heard by a person who may have otherwise been lost in obscurity. 

No matter where I go there is music playing--even if it's music I dislike, it's there! We sit in a restaurant and comment on the photography hanging by the table or the mural over the bar. Colors that grab my attention and remind me of somewhere else jump off of a billboard advertising vacuums. 

I'm stunned. I'm in awe. I couldn't love it more. 

Facing the world with a childlike sense of wonder, I'm trilled to have a chance to soak in so much more than people only 100 years before me. Perhaps it is sad in some ways to have lost the leisurely pace everyone once had, but how amazing to be in such a fast and open world.