curations.

last week at an estate sale i purchased an old ammunition crate full of crusty old paintbrushes. i love stuff like this. when i go to an estate sale, garage sale, whatever...the first place i hit is the garage, shed, or barn. because i love crusty, rusty junk more than life itself. the ammo crate is cool. my mom has been asking to buy it from me. but what i'm really intrigued with are the brushes. most of them are wood-handled and each is spattered with varying shades and colors of paint. some are more used than others, some are natural bristled, some are synthetic. alone, each one is junk. together, they become a curation, telling the story of many years of one person's painting history.
i'm going to hang them somewhere in my house. what i haven't decided yet is how i will hang them. one long straight latitudinal line? or an arrangement fenced in by an old frame of sorts?

i told you yesterday of one of many great gifts i received....the little box of glass eyes. well, here they are for your perusal.

i'm most fascinated by the tiny, threadlike 'veins' running through the whites. such a delicate hand went into creating them, bien sur!

lastly [and leastly]...i was given notice that i was rejected (REJECTED!) from the 2011 etsy dallas spring bash craft show. so. you know which north texas craft show you needn't bother shopping at this april now. that's my public service announcement for today. la!