Molly Goatwax

I Love City Life

Today I attended a neighborhood tour hosted by the city's housing department to collect a coupon for five thousand dollars towards closing costs should I elect to buy a house that falls within their program parameters. As we walked past tidy gardens and freshly painted renovations, our tour guide listed many nearby amenities. We stopped at a corner for the back of the group to catch up. I pointed across the street and informed everyone helpfully; "A couple years ago a guy killed his girlfriend and stuffed her down that manhole. They didn't find her for months!". Our guide said she hadn't heard about that one and hustled us off to the next attraction.

Hurry up and wait

So the curators from the WPA came and went. Today I made final a submission to the MSAC Individual Artists' Grant application. At least it didn't cost anything. Wish me luck!

So close

I am two platitudes to success. Picture it.

On my mind

Ear Worm

Standing in line at the dollar store listening to Barry White on the sound system when the entire store, customers and clerks, turned into a sing-along. Now I can't shake it. "You'll never find.....another love like mine....."

The complaint

Dear Cat,

I am sorry I burnt your little ears with my cussing. You can blame the poison ivy.

Montage

Playing with an app again.

Holy Cow

So yesterday I get my grant money magically transferred into my bank account. I also was notified by email that curators will visit my studio, choosing artists to feature in an international art fair in the nations capital. This balances being rejected for banking positions more often than I can count. Well the peppers are coming in too.

Update

I ate some ice cream. I got my feet wet. Fifteen minute home vacation!

Imagined memories