Hi! I'm Kelly.

As a writer, I've always been interested in family stories. When I heard of a Satanic cult in my family tree, I thought I'd found the story of a lifetime. Read more.

The Ties That Bind

The Ties That Bind

I got stood up today. 

After I spent two days prepping the marbling solution, setting up the studio and mixing paints, my brother never showed. I didn't wait for him. I knew he might show up late--he does more often than not. But I'm disappointed that he didn't show up at all. 

I thought about texting him to let him know how long I'd spent preparing. To let him know that I wouldn't have gone to the trouble if I'd known I'd be working alone. But I didn't want to give him a guilt trip. I didn't want an apology. I just wanted him to want to spend time with me.

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Whatever. His loss. I made some beautiful marbled papers. And this evening after dinner, while the boys watched "Mickey's Once Upon a Christmas," I made some paste papers, too. I'd cooked up the cornstarch solution the day before, and wanted to test it out. It had gone lumpy from sitting in the fridge all night, so I threw it into the blender with a little bit of water and got it to a good consistency. Then I mixed in a squirt of cheap blue acrylic paint and went to town. 

I'd intended to make a single sheet, just to see if I could get it to work, but I ended up making half a dozen. Some have lines, some have polka dots, some have swirls and squares. Equally as fun as marbling, and much less work. 

I'll post photos of the papers soon and post them here, so you can see the results for yourself.

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Eclipse Day

Eclipse Day

T'was a lovely day to deface a Matisse. 

T'was a lovely day to deface a Matisse.