Tuesday, November 30, 2010

What's Up At Studio Fuller (in pics)

Have you ever seen shorthand? The Gregg Speed Building book is the definitive in learning shorthand.                          

Beautiful eh?        

Old iron I found in my classroom-love the cord.


More beginnings.....I'm finally getting larger and branching onto paper.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

The Girl Effect

Here's the amazing video that sparked that last post. It's visually stunning, just remarkable and such an important cause.

Aside:By the way if you know me (online or in person), you'll know that I'm just a procrastinator (I think I've posted before that if our front door blew off, my husband and I would figure out a way to live like that). I'm a non-decider. It's not necessarily the girls in poverty that are really keeping me from replacing my sink but rather my inability to simply pick one out, I find it easier to simply blame it on a conscience. (Actually, I will donate to the group above, in the same amount as replacing my doll sized sink-there, see, everyone is happy.)

Friday, November 26, 2010

My Conscience

The centerpiece I decided on at the last minute-which of course meant I had to carve out this pumpkin, well, of course.

 This is the time of year that I get out my large roasting pan, wash the turkey and all the while remembering that this time last year I was cursing my cheap builder's special sink. Too small to even bathe a baby in-let alone a 12 pound turkey. And then I think, well, surely it is Thanksgiving and I should be thankful to EVEN have a sink, fresh water and a drain for it to wash off into never to be thought of again.

So every Thanksgiving I curse the sink and then think....there are young girls out there who need me, need me not to buy a new sink because it's too small for my once a year turkey. And this may be why not much ever gets improved in our house-I just can't justify anything past the starving kids in Africa. So look for me outside today with hose in hand rinsing out my roasting pan, I'll be cold, maybe icicles will be forming from the pan but gosh darn it, my conscience will be in tact.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010


I have been doing a good amount creatively these days yet finishing nothing. It's like I'm at that hockey goal and just can't put the puck in. I think a lot of it is this working every other day thing (which I do love) but then when I am home I tend to play the catch up laundry, dishes, cleaning game while my studio looks longingly at me.
I have been working on my website-but really a good and dear friend who knows Dreamweaver is weaving the magic-thank god. I took one look at the Learning Adobe Dreamweaver tutorial and went, crap and then grabbed a glass of wine.
And the funny just hasn't been grabbing me lately-aside from the fact that my oldest son had his tonsils out one week ago (no, that's not funny) and the doctor said to us, "Now this medication (Tylenol with Codeine) may make him moody." And I thought to myself-man, how will I be able to tell the difference? (nah, that's probably not funny either).
Oh but wait, I did have myself a dance party the other night when a good longtime friend was in town from London (big reason to celebrate). And late in the night, I decided that I should take over the dance floor with my idea of "dance-aerobics" (which includes my infamous versions of row the boat, shopping cart and just plain running)-apparently it was laughable or just plain obnoxious-the jury is still out on that one.

Monday, November 15, 2010


 I am sitting in a chair as I write this.....but not just any chair, I am in my daughter's make believe train that consists of the sticky coated kitchen chairs strewn together in one long string-I am in the second one. And thank goodness I have a laptop now as I would have to admit to being pretty dang bored. I'm not allowed to get up-just sit here in the "car".
Sometimes the parent/child play gets a bit tedious, pushing swings for me only last about 2 minutes, okay, maybe one.  But I do enjoy playing with my kids and I am trying to do it a little more, realizing that these days are fleeting (as evidenced by the fact that my new iTouch which came with said MacBook has been commandeered by greasy little hands trying to play Strawberry Shortcake apps, only needing me for my password to Apple-I told them it was Supercalafradulisticexpealodocoius-well, that's the way I spell it).
I'm trying to think that the sum of my days was one of joy and presenting others with joy as well. Oh yes, isn't it grand? (chuckle,chuckle).

I just read Catherine Newman's piece on boredom in Brain,Child-it's nice to read your own magazine don't you think?

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Encaustic Love

Encaustic painting by Beth Billups-love it.

Soooooo....I took an encaustic painting class today. Wonderful. I have always loved the depth that encaustic work can add to art. I'll post some of my "tryings". I just experimented. The thing I loved most was the smell, says the girl who sniffs her sharpies, I don't know if it's a good thing or not. I did though, enter into the class not trying to be an instant master (see trapeze lessons). I really enjoyed it-I think any art class that has a fire estinguisher as the second thing on the supply list equals-fun and big results. We'll see. It's late. Good night.

Friday, November 12, 2010


No photoshop-reflections of my window onto a bowl of tomatoes.

Morning brings the new.
Cold brings the dew.
And I, I knew.

Friday, November 05, 2010

Missing In Action

Ever take one those pictures that takes your breath away?
A at Bear's Den off the Appalachian Trail (pushing her baby in her stroller).

I am doing everything possible in my power right now to procrastinate. Why is it that whenever I feel like drawing there's yogurt to be dished or a class project on Komodo Dragons to be conjured up? That's what has always bothered me after becoming a mother and a wife-your time is simply not your own. Now, now, I am not going to make this post a drab and dreary one so don't be alarmed or click away to happybubbles.com but I sometimes would like to be missing in action. If it weren't for safety reasons, sometimes I  think that I wouldn't even have a cell phone. I have never wanted people to know where I was at any give time (although, I will say, maybe for you dating people out there it allows you not to sit by your phone like a loser, twirling circles in your hair, doodling mindlessly and picking up the phone every 5 seconds to verify a dial tone-who did that? cough, cough). What I am trying to say is that just about every move I make is watched, verified, deconstructed. The best one being "Where's Mom?" (after being gone 3 seconds)-c'mon, "IN THE BATHROOM!" Really, do you want a play by play?  
Even all of my neuroses are checked and balanced by our bank account....."Uh Beth?" my husband asks "What's this debit for Blind Youth of America?" (That was my ebay purchase of stacks of braille brochures-yes, they will be showing up in future artwork-lucky you, after I work through my Girl Scout fix). However sometimes the checks and balances are good. Ten years ago when I got together with my husband, a friend remarked that he wasn't an artist or a creative type, thinking that that was who I would "end" up with. "Oh, no", I said, "there's only room for one artist in this town." 

Okay, I've got to get to drawing....before someone finds me in here.....wait, is that the doorbell? Oh, good, it's my macrame manuals from 1963-yes, yes, yes. Check please!

Wednesday, November 03, 2010

Oh Tanenbaum!!!

Quite possibly the coolest Christmas Tree ever.
Real Simple-November 2010

Yeah, I know it's a little early to talk holidays. And I know I got totally sucked in by a Countdown Calendar awhile back that I knew I would never make. But this, ah.....this, I am going to do....it may take me like 10 years but I'm making one gosh darn' it. This lil' dandy reminds me of the "book table" I have been dying to make only I can't have any kids in the house as the legs are made of stacks of fat, thick books and the top is glass.Yeah, disaster central. But I did make that house size spiderweb...hmmm.....I'm feeling very confident now.

I am really procrastinating here (got to draw up some things for the magazine).......I remember a time when I wouldn't get started on artwork or a project until my entire apartment was in order. And this was do-able at the time-living in a studio apartment which was basically one room, a kitchen and a bathroom, yes, it was kind of possible. Now, I have to completely scrap the I've got to get this place in orderbefore starting something, something art related that is. You probably know this feeling-you can't watch TV if legos ARE covering the carpet or read your book if the dishes are piling up in the sink looking like the Leaning Tower of Pisa (with dried up something on it). It's probably not completely healthy anyway to have to have everything in order in order to relax (or draw, paint, paste in my case). But it does help clear your head and dirty socks that need to be put away don't end up as drawings on the page or sinister characters in your novel.

Recently I have been really having fun drawing on the Girl Scout manual pages that teach a young lass how to keep house properly. It feels slightly poetic, ironic and just plain fun.

Tuesday, November 02, 2010


Been working on line work that I am going to turn into really large drawings (like 20x20 or so). This type of work is perfect for the OCD in me. Repeat, draw, add, repeat.....