Oh You Pretty Things!

Wake up you sleepy head
Put on some clothes, shake up your bed
Put another log on the fire for me
Ive made some breakfast and coffee

This has pretty much been my weekend. Starting early in the studio (7:30 am!) and working on THIS, THIS up above for hours without stopping to eat, drink water or even pee. TRUE! If you read my post from yesterday you might have an idea of the hard fought battle this became. Since yesterdays post more mistakes popped up and had to be fixed, such as accidentally scratching the pretty pink painted smoke and having to fix it with another layer of light pink. I let the mistakes dictate the direction of the piece. I decided whatever FATE intended this to look like in the end would be the way I would roll.

So...what was just going to be a straight up backlit David Bowie became him standing poised in front of pink smoke and stars. Suddenly it was taking shape and I owe it all to mistakes and errors. You have to see things this way so you don't start hurling breakables at the wall in anger. In the end...my greatest record creation ever, I feel. I pushed myself and my medium- which you should always strive for.

Today I have to drill holes and add screws because I don't want this baby popping off it's epoxied base. Then I'll add the hanging attachment and set the lights. That was also a weird little fluke...almost by accident while playing with some mylar to diffuse the lights I noticed that the mylar RIGHT UP against the vinyl looked pretty cool. Mylar stars were born!

I attached the stars to the back of the disc where the lights would hit. It's pretty striking! I also had to paint the BACK of the Bowie figure to block out where I didn't want light. IN A NUTSHELL THIS THING WAS A MOTHER***K** to work on. But it's almost totally ready to hang. And because I'm an ambitious gal I promised the art show 3 Bowie pieces. 3. Yes I did. So one down and two to go....umm, these will just be piece of cake painted records. I hope.

Where can you see this in person? Come out to the SACRED DAVID BOWIE ART SHOW this SATURDAY at WINE THERAPIST! Click this to see event page!

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