Ginny Diezel Studios

All of you anxious to see the new pieces on pfattmarketplace - the time is almost here!  Yeah!  And, here’s one last teaser, just to get you through until midnight or so.  Enjoy!

Just another little teaser - the pfattmarketplace update is nearly here!  Woo Hoo!  Lots to see on the 10th, so stop by and check out the new work by some terrific artists!  See ya!

Oh my goodness!  Is something upside down????????

Moving right along with my projects - here are a couple cuties which will be available when we update on spookytimejingles on the 13th!  The artists will be adding some spring/Easter pieces, so you will have to hop on by to see everything!  Of course, we will have our usual Halloween and Christmas pieces as well.

I know, I know.  They don’t have all of their body parts as yet.  That’s why they are wip!  Enjoy!  See you on the 13th!

It’s getting closer to the 10th!  You know what that means!  Pfattmarketplace updates with new goodies for everyone to enjoy!  Don’t miss this update, because you KNOW the artists are itching to get into spring and Easter pieces!  Oh boy!  Here’s a little teaser for you!  Can you guess what I will have this time?

Looks tall and skinny to me!  Oh, maybe not!  Look!  It has an eye - and legs!  Is that a bird on top????????

Third post for the day!  I think I am going to faint!  Sandy Wood has tagged me with this neato game.  You are to post the fourth picture in your fourth folder, and then tag four others.  So, I am tagging

Dani of Ambitions Design

Terri of Terri Brush Designs

Marie of Marie Patterson Studio

Sheila of Freckleberry

Here’s my photo!  Our neighbors have a wandering cat, an adorable little orange and white young man by the name of Scout.  Christmas of 2007, we were getting the Christmas tree ready to decorate, when Scout decided that he must supervise!  We love our little friend, so we allowed him to determine the placement of all of our decorations, and later on, he decided some were not in the correct places and felt the need to rearrange.

Can’t wait to see what everyone posts!  You just never know what we have in our folders!

>A friend of mine sent this to me today.  I have laughed myself sick over it.

If you read this without laughing out loud, there is
> something wrong with you. This is dedicated to everyone who
> ever attempted to get into a regular workout routine.
>
> Dear Diary,
> For my birthday this year, my daughter (the dear) purchased
> a week of personal training at the local health club for me.
>
> Although I am still in great shape since being a high
> school football cheerleader 43 years ago, I decided it would
> be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try.
>
> I called the club and made my reservations with a personal
> trainer named Belinda, who identified herself as a
> 26-year-old aerobics instructor and model for athletic
> clothing and swim wear.
>
> My daughter
> seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started! The club
> encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my progress.
> ________________________________
> MONDAY:
> Started my day at 6:00 a.m. Tough to get out of bed, but
> found it was well worth it when I arrived at the health club
> to find Belinda waiting for me. She is something of a Greek
> goddess - with blonde hair, dancing eyes and a dazzling
> white smile. Woo Hoo!!
>
> Belinda gave me a tour and showed me the machines. I
> enjoyed watching the skillful way in which she conducted her
> aerobics class after my workout today. Very inspiring!
>
> Belinda was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although my
> gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time she
> was around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week-!!
> ________________________________
> TUESDAY:
> I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out
> the door. Belinda made me lie on my back and push a heavy
> iron bar into the air then she
> put weights on it! My legs were a little wobbly on the
> treadmill, but I made the full mile. Belinda’s rewarding
> smile made it all worthwhile. I feel GREAT-!! It’s a
> whole new life for me.
> _______________________________
> WEDNESDAY:
> The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying the
> toothbrush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth
> over it. I believe I have a hernia in both pectorals.
> Driving was OK as long as I didn’t try to steer or stop.
> I parked on top of a Nissan in the club parking lot.
>
> Belinda was impatient with me, insisting that my screams
> bothered other club members. Her voice is a little too perky
> for that early in the morning and when she scolds, she gets
> this nasally whine that is VERY annoying.
>
>
> My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Belinda put
> me on the stair monster. Why the hell would anyone invent a
> machine to simulate an activity rendered obsolete by
> elevators? Belinda told me it would help me get in shape and
> enjoy life. She said some other shit too.
>
> _______________________________
> THURSDAY:
> Belinda was waiting for me with her vampire-like teeth
> exposed as her thin, cruel lips were pulled back in a full
> snarl. I couldn’t help being a half an hour late - it
> took me that long to tie my shoes.
>
> Belinda took me to work out with dumbbells. When she was
> not looking, I ran and hid in the restroom. She sent another
> skinny bitch to find me.
>
> Then, as punishment, she put me on the rowing machine –
> which I sank.
> _________ _ _____________________
> FRIDAY:
> I hate that bitch Belinda more
> than any human being has ever hated any other human being
> in the history of the world. Stupid, skinny, anemic,
> anorexic little cheerleader. If there was a part of my body
> I could move without unbearable pain, I would beat her with
> it.
>
> Belinda wanted me to work on my triceps. I don’t have
> any triceps! And if you don’t want dents in the floor,
> don’t hand me the damn barbells or anything that weighs
> more than a sandwich.
>
> The treadmill flung me off and I landed on a health and
> nutrition teacher. Why couldn’t it have been someone
> softer, like the drama coach or the choir director?
>
> ________________________________
> SATURDAY:
> Belinda left a message on my answering machine in her
> grating, shrilly voice wondering why I did not show up
> today. Just hearing her voice made me want to smash the
> machine with my planner; however, I lacked the strength to
> even use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight
> hours of the Weather
> Channel.
>
> ________________________________
> SUNDAY:
> I’m having the Church van pick me up for services today
> so I can go and thank GOD that this week is over. I will
> also pray that next year my daughter (the little shit) will
> choose a gift for me that is fun — like a root canal or a
> hysterectomy. I still say if God had wanted me to bend over,
> he would have sprinkled the floor with diamonds!!!

Ok, artists of the world, I know you have all seen those beautiful pictures from the studios/workspaces/lofts of artists - you know the ones - everything is orderly, there are pictures on the wall, cubbies for all of the supplies, paints arranged in color families, pencils sharpened, floor clean, etc. etc. - I’m making myself giddier than a glue sniffer!  If you are not one of those fortunate souls who can work like this, join my club!  This picture shows you where I create, every single day.  I have a gorgeous view throughout the year - our house backs up to a marsh, right in the middle of the city of Virginia Beach, VA, and I have the opportunity to watch Nature at her best!  If you look closely, you can see a squirrel on the window sill.  I put food out for the squirrels and birds during the day, and for the raccoons, possums, foxes, and whatever else might be roaming around at night.  If you check an early post of mine, you can see pictures of Mikey, my little raccoon friend, who now is fully grown, but still coming to me in the yard at night….

I know that when you open the book Where Women Create, or look at the magazine, you see how beautiful the spaces are!  Mine will never make that magazine, not even come in close, because on a good day, it looks as though I dumped a lot on the table - probably I have, and on a bad day - well…..I know it is time to straighten up when the easiest of my tools cannot be found!  I have a feeling that there are more of us artistic slobbes (trying to make this word look good!) than there are those who can create without stretching work around the house.   I don’t eat on the kitchen table - that is my workspace.  We gave up eating in the dining room - finished product rests there.  So, it is tv trays in the family room, and somehow we are doing just fine!  I’d love to hear from you - do you REALLY have those orderly places where you create?  In my mind, if everything is strictly conforming and in place, your creativity doesn’t run wild.  Maybe I am just trying to justify not cleaning……………..