Many moons ago I started going to auction houses to find the weird and unusual objects so I could make dolls like the famed artist Amy Flynn. (I love her cat and bee dolls below) I dragged home a tons of stuff which morphed into the start of Alley Cats Vintage treasures, my antique business. I started to haunt auction houses for other alter artists, finding the treasures they didn't have time to hunt down themselves. I remember listening to "Eat That Frog"(very good audio book) and he talked about all the screen writers in Hollywoood who didn't have a finish script ready if the opportunity came up to show it to someone. They didn't make the time to do the thing they said was important to them. I've felt like a screen writer without a script for a long time so this year with my new word being "focus", I 'm going to make a alter art doll. I have all the parts, maybe not all the right tools but that's not an excuse. So today I started to gather the parts and worked on the construction of getting the parts to fit together. My final doll may not be a whimsy as Amy Flynn but I would have at least made one.
Flat Fish Paper Arts was born many years ago when blogging first started. My family did a lot of camping and diving along the California coast. California halibut are huge fish that start out as any normal fish. As they age, one eye will start to move to the other side and the halibut will become flat so it can lay on the bottom of the ocean with both eyes facing up.
I always like the idea that we all start out the same but life experiences slowly changes us. In my case, my creative talents went the way of paper arts. Flatfish are always looking up when they mature and as with any artist, we see inspiration in everything around us - always looking up.
Evan and her flatfish
Years ago a local dive shop had a photo of a diver who caught a halibut so big he had to throw it over his jeep to take the picture. Our little spoof with our daughter sitting in her toy jeep with dad's halibut on the hood. 1987
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