Darlings! Getting Back to Work ...

No this isn't career advice.  Sadly this economy is going to have to be worked through, mostly by the Fab's beloved Working Class, whomever sits in the big chair.  With a little luck, the behind in the big chair will realize that we have in this country more than a middle class.  For the love of Pete.  Regardless, the Fab had no intention of talking politics in this post.  She didn't.  Sometimes it happens.

What the Fab DID intend to talk about was that Mary has gotten back to work.  Art Work.  She did a portrait of her sister for her sister's 40th birthday.  Amy's hair is almost as wonderful as the Fab's.

Evening Star -  Click the Photo to go to Mary's Post about the painting

And, of course, Mary talks about it on her Art Blog

Celebrating the Life of Annony the commenter

(On a website that no longer exists) One year ago today, I, Fabiola, posted today in honor of Annony the commenter, who left this world one year ago today. RIP Ben Bridges.

Darlings! Since you are here Rural Artists, ... Consider Regionalism (Art not Politics, Dears)

What?  Here, let The Fab give you a hint:

   

American Gothic by Grant Wood

Americana In Progress by Mary Wilson

Oh, for goodness sake!  It is the (counting on my fingers) 21st century. A revival, not a reproduction. Now, Mary is the creative one around here and she has this idea that the time for Regionalism as an Art movement has come (again).  Essentially, this Art movement can be summed up as "yea Farm! City, not so much".  That is the Fab definition anyway, Mary (of course) expands on that idea in a blog post.  This is not a new thing for Mary -- she even talked The Fab into mentioning it via a link on one of her posts.  Now, the Fab wonders aloud, are hairdressers and fancy dos allowed in this asthetic?  The Fab will have none of it if they aren't.

But if you are a not so city Artist, and your work is about what you know, maybe ...  The Fab has to hit the hairspray now.

Thank You Darling HeckofaGuy for the Liebster Blog Award!

Darlings!  Hello! The Fab has to say (well, she doesn't HAVE to say anything, but, well, what is a world without words? Lots of them, most of them just floating around the internets taking up electrons and headed no where, as are all the words enclosed in this particular set of parenthesis.) that she is honored and verklempt over Heck of a Guy bestowing upon her the Liebster Award.

The Fab knows that she doesn't deserve it, and she is humbled (as much as that is possible for a gal with such big hair), and promises to work harder to live up to DrHGuy's example of what a blog should be.