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Call to Artists
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The artistic temperament
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if you were an ameoba, you could be in two places at the same time.
When we work, it is in 1 to 2 hour segments of sound, often winding up in screaming bouts of feedback. I'm sure te neighbors just love it. And there's no doubt my mind creates a lot…
Mental health group for artists..
Many artists are often..how-you-say-
wacky in the head
This is a sorta theraputic group where artsy folk
can feel free to rant about their inner gremlins
and whatnot...and offer support to each other
Hi there! I'd love for you to take a look at my work--if you see a canvas (or something else) you like, just give me a shout.
http://paintingrocks.1000markets.com
Thanks!
Jo Claire
I am definately interested inputting some stuff up. please view my photos on this site andbein touch...spacebarsux thanks:)
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- Hometown:
- Houston
- Relationship Status:
- It's Complicated
- About Me:
- I went ahead and made my profile temporarily easier to read, because with the noisy background and simultaneous music players, it was getting to be a bit much....It will resume it's zany madness later...
I'm Poopy Lungstuffing
aka Olivia Dvorak
Ukulele Howler...Sock creature sewer and multi-media artist-of-sorts
I am Co-founder of Super Happy Fun Land.
View my page on ArtsHouston
no...wait...you're already here!....my banner slogan was gonna read "Where local artists can stalk each other" (just kidding)
Really I was hoping this would allow me to open my profile in another window so I can get the multiple songs going at once..but it doesn't work...oh well...
- Website:
- http://www.superhappyfunland.com
- Favorite Artists/Performers:
- Hieronymous Bosch, Shel Silverstein, Steve Martin, John Lennon (art as well as musics), my cat, Lovey
...anyone who inspires/catalyzes me
- Favorite Visual Art Spaces:
- Cy Twombly Gallery...i go there for the smell....and also because when I first saw his stuff at the Menil..when I was in my early teens..i experienced a weird life-changing epiphony...thank you Cy Twombly!
The Menil
The Childrens' Museum
The Science Museum
The Art Car Museum
Museum of the Strange
American Visionary Arts museum (in Baltimore)....best stinking museum in the universe...
I wish I could go to museums and art spaces more often.
- Favorite Performing Art Spaces:
- Super Happy Fun Land (duh)
NoTsUoH
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Hola no bloggy in a while
Ever since super happy fun land been open....art stuffs have sorta suffered...I have even been making all my flyers on the computer
Been doing lots of t-shirts and lots of musis...in fact I am about to go on tour
Been doing lots of t-shirts and lots of musis...in fact I am about to go on tour
Posted on September 3, 2009 at 11:22am —
pics from Halloween!
spent the day at the Quaker Peace Fest..that was really pleasant and relaxing even though i was in an inescapable mind funk...
um...
Here are the pics from Halloween...
critical mass before it took off..I did not get any good pics of Critical Mass riding because i was afraid of dropping m… Continue
um...
Here are the pics from Halloween...
critical mass before it took off..I did not get any good pics of Critical Mass riding because i was afraid of dropping m… Continue
Posted on November 2, 2008 at 1:00am — 1 Comment
oh..worst show ever!
my apollogies to the people who witnesses the sorry specatcle of my performance yesterday at the westheimer block party...I was drunker than i had anticipated...tired..confused..overstimulated....I gave a sorry show..and I was breaking in a new ukulele...and well there are many contributing factors..I played badly, sang badly, and forgot all my songs...I only know how I did because of the video footage....(sigh)...oh well...I have to play 10 good shows to make up for this one bad one...I will po… Continue
Posted on October 12, 2008 at 7:36pm — 3 Comments
new musical project and other stuff.
A hobby of mine is coming up with new musical projects. I am particularly fond of this one..it is with my pal Jason....me on old casio keyboard..him on guitar....lots of effects pedals and um...old folk songs
http://www.myspace.com/thepeacocksquirrels
We actually have two different concepts for bands...the Peacock Squirrels and Organic Health Monkey
I am not exactly sure of the difference between them...
This means that my current music… Continue
http://www.myspace.com/thepeacocksquirrels
We actually have two different concepts for bands...the Peacock Squirrels and Organic Health Monkey
I am not exactly sure of the difference between them...
This means that my current music… Continue
Posted on October 5, 2008 at 8:30pm —
Comment Wall (73 comments)
- At 6:20pm on November 22, 2009,
Mr. Robin Orta said…
- Hey Poopy
Either they have just played or about to play superhappy fun land. Attic Ted and Unsurpassed profit ( Grady and Furly ) are friends of mine. I hope (hoped) you like(liked) them. San Marcos Representing!
Robin
- At 6:19pm on September 12, 2009,
Johnathan Felton said…
- Someone is spamming ArtsHouston comments with offers for google money kits. This is a scam and they use your information to steal your money. These people are not affiliated with Google. Do not fall for this and warn your friends.
- At 5:26pm on March 25, 2009,
Mr. Robin Orta said…
- jey poopy
i read your discussion. i recommend meditation and martial arts ( tai chi /aikido ) Being able to focus on the task on hand is an essential job qualification. You have it in you. Take your monkeys for example , they might take take a long time but you finish them. What about computer programming ? Etsy? Ebaying? take care If im full of it , i apologize : )
Robin
- At 10:35pm on March 16, 2009,
dbcsez said… - Heytherehitherehothere, hoping to drop in tomorrow night, but may have to leave early.
- At 3:08pm on November 29, 2008,
Dawn Bell said… - I want a sock monkey!!
- At 12:51pm on September 27, 2008,
rose roussel said… - Hi everyone, I arrived home yesterday (Saturday) at about 6:30 p.m. The ride wasn't too bad --nothing like the 14 1/2 hour drive in bumper to bumper traffic that we left in. When we left the house last Saturday at 10:00 P.M., I thought we would miss most of it, but when Nagin gave his speech, I think everybody wanted to beat the Contra-flow at 4:00 out of Jefferson. We sat in the traffic so long we had to pull off to use the bathroom. We ended up in New Orleans East on Read Road. Nothing was open, so we picked a well lit spot that wasn't too deserted, but private enough for our needs. My daughter went behind a tree and squatted down. I waited until she was almost done - then joined her. However, she said I was on the wrong side of the tree. At that point I really didn't care. She finished first and went to let two of her dogs out to do the same. I had my dog Honey (small Beagle) and a new dog Melissa had saved, Buster (large boxer) in my car with me. Melissa had Blackie (Large Chow mix) and Nathy (Chihuahua mix) with her. One of them was so happy to see me, she started running towards me at full speed. I started screaming at my daughter to stop her because I was in mid-stream and semi-squat. Luckily the dog (Nathy) was diverted at the last moment before she knocked me down or got her head wet. But when I stood up, I realized the bottom half of one pant's leg was wet. I ran to the car to get another pair of pants. I was yelling at my daughter to hurry up because we were in a bad area. I pulled the pants on and then realized I had put them on backwards. I was standing by the car in my big white drawers trying to put the new pants on (what a sight). We finally got done and again joined the never-ending parade of cars slowly moving away from the city. We drove or should I say rolled for many hours, reaching I-59 right before it was opened for the Contra-flow (4:00 A.M.) This actually helped us because we were in the left lane, so we moved over to the other side. Since no cars were ahead of us, we had the luxury of speeding up for almost 40 minutes before we again slowed to a snail's pace. As we drove we saw the sun come up over the horizon.
Our directions said to turn off at exit 106, and we were so happy when we saw exit 100. We kept looking, but never found 106. We got off the interstate and back-tracked. We stopped and asked some people. We were shocked to find out we had at least two and half more hours of driving yet to do. We needed the 106 after Tuscalusca. I made a mistake deciding to leave at 10:00 at night. We were both tired and the drive was unbelievably long. Once I noticed Melissa swerving ahead of me. When I called her, she said she had fallen asleep. We got off the main drag and tried to find a quiet place to take a power nap. We pulled into one area, but saw people walking out of their house, so Melissa couldn't manage to take a nap. We decided to get a drink and continue on. During the ride we called each other a lot, sometimes to discuss what was ahead, or to just check on each other. Melissa was the navigator and I followed her lead. Often it was hard to keep other cars from getting in between us, but we managed to stay together. Later in the trip I started fading. I had to pull over and get a Diet Pepsi from the ice chest to get a caffeine fix. I also used the ice to rub on my face and neck. Sometime later, on the road to a soft bed, we decided we needed to try again to get a short nap. We pulled into a busy place this time, but still no success. We bought two big energy drinks (for each of us) and got back into our cars. The last couple of hours of the ride were a total blur to me. I started pinching my leg and slapping my face. I kept using the ice and praying we would make it. When we finally pulled into the motel parking lot, I was too tired to cry. We had to get the dogs walked and fed. Melissa had to change her room to non-smoking and then at last, we could go to bed. I threw myself down on the bed. I was dirty and needed a shower, but I just didn't have the strength. I put Buster on Honey's bed, and let Honey sleep with me. I figured the dog was as dirty as I was. I lay down with all my clothes on and closed my eyes. I woke up eleven hours later grateful (despite the big cockroach and pubic hairs) to be in a room and not on the road.
After resting one night in Birmingham, Alabama, we headed for Lagrange, Georgia; where we would meet up with my two sisters and other family members. The rest of our time in Georgia, we tried to stay informed as to when we could return. My family left before my daughter and me because they had a place with power.
At last the day came to head for home. We felt the drive would go smoothly because many evacuees had already returned. We had a couple of pit stops along the way, but made really good time. When we got on I-10 headed for New Orleans, I didn't feel the need to stay right behind Melissa. I called her and said I would meet her at her house to deliver Buster. As I crossed the state line I honked my horn several times as a salute to coming home. One minute later I felt the car move strangely. Something was very wrong. A few seconds later I realized I had a flat tire. I called Melissa who was way ahead of me. I was scared because I don't like getting out of the car on the side of the road and I didn't know how to change the flat. I told her I would call my husband. He told me to call road assistance, but I knew that might take hours. I called Melissa and she reminded me that I had Fix-A-Flat in the trunk. I got out (so scared that my hands were shaking) and opened the trunk. As I reached for the can I realized something was biting my foot. I had stepped into an ant pile and as I looked big red ants were covering and biting my foot. I started to cry as I batted them away and bent to insert the Fix-A-Flat. Cars were zooming by and some were honking as I filled the tire. The directions said to roll slowly on it immediately after insertion. I did this, but when I got out to check, the tire was still flat. Just as I was looking for the road assistance number, a tow truck pulled up in front of me.
A man in his fifties and a younger man walked over to my car. The young one asked if I needed help. I told them the problem and they changed the tire. The Fix-A-Flat didn't work because the whole side of the tire was blown out. The tire also had a large nail in it. I gave them $35.00 and a 12 pack of Diet Pepsi. I was so grateful I wanted to cry, (I'm talking about loud, heaving, sobbing crying), but held it in. I thanked God for helping me and again got into my car. The older man said to drive no faster than 50, so it took a while to get home. Yet I was so happy to be moving I didn't care at all. I put my flasher on and made my way to my house. I was safe and so were my family and my city. I was home at last!!
Rose
September 6, 2008
- At 12:34pm on September 7, 2008,
Nathaniel said… - What's poppin' Poppy? Have a good one. peace
- At 7:42pm on August 3, 2008,
Tod Bailey said… - i enjoyed very much the 'sonic uke' show on rice radio last week. your performances were by far the most interesting and well done zany.
cheers,
tod
- At 7:46pm on July 11, 2008,
Ian said… - cool sock monkeys
- At 6:31pm on July 7, 2008,
tommy said… - Let me know if I can help in any way.
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