Patti Gibbons Art

I think I am going to periodically give away things on my blog that I no longer need, or that I need to feng shui. Books, art, decorative items. I have toooo much and need to make way for the new. If you get back to me before I leave town, I will ship this today. It is a book I liked, but no longer need. I think I have depression by its bullish horns and have given it a shake. And, if it sneaks back, I have a big bag of tools and tricks, and think I can get through it without drugs. I have taken medications over the years. They might have saved my ass. Some made me very sick however, and caused me many problems, thus my trying to figure out how to live life without them. Some of it took very hard work, and at times, still does. So this is a good book for someone who wants to understand more about depression, or knows of someone who might benefit from this book. Almost new condition. No dirt, food, drool, or wine stains. Comment or email me..... Off to get ready for adventures, w...

I am going to do my best to be nice here. I really don't like being mean, except to those who truly deserve it. My blog is a place where I like to have fun. Tell stories, dreams; hopefully I inspire some, make others laugh, and it seems, make others very angry. Which I guess is OK too as you can make some of the people happy some of the times...well, you know the rest of that old adage. Politicians have been the fodder for comics,artists,and writers for years. And they don't always stop when some of them leave office either. I think Mr. Bush will be one of them, and though we have a new president, people just don't forget the events of this past 8 years, including this recent election so easily. So no, I won't stop. It's my blog and I can do what I want to. (sung to the tune "It's my party......) You can start YOUR own blog and do the same. It's all fair game...EXCEPT I don't believe in being racist, homophobic, or saying anything that might ...

So it is day No. 6 of no sleep. I feel like I am cursed. Last night I gambled that there would be a snow day, which there was, and I stayed up to list things on Ebay and Etsy. I went to bed around midnight, and fell into a deep sleep. At 2 am the phone rings, making both Larry and I jump. My first thought is "it is the snow chain" but at 2 AM? I pick up the phone..and there is a silence on the other end. " Give me back my newspaper" the male voice says. "I think you have the wrong number" I reply. "I am your neighbor, and I KNOW WHO YOU ARE:. GIVE ME BACK MY PAPER, I KNOW YOU ARE STEALING IT". By now I am pissed and I hang up. I settle back into bed, and the phone rings again. "STOP STEALING MY PAPER AND GIVE IT BACK". I tell him he's got the wrong person and I hang up and wonder what I am going to do if this persists. He never calls back, but I lay in bed disturbed by it till 3:30 am. At 5:45 I get the call about the snow day. ...

The thing I love about my art, (some of it, not all of it) is it is payback to those who wronged me or others, without really doing anything other than telling a story on paper. I have yelled at my father for his cruelty, at my mother for having ruined my hair for so many years, and today's art is about mean boys. Boys who pull your hair, call you flatty Patti, dump you, sleep with your best friend and so on. Tonight's card was inspired by a story that Larry's sister told me. He is about 5 years older than her, and once stole her doll, put it in a "doll coffin", and lit candles around her, just like a real wake. Then he bought her downstairs to the basement and showed her his little display. He totally freaked her out, and she never forgot it. Well Anita, this one's for you. I have sold the two art pieces I have pictured here. It is strange that someone would want to buy such personal and autobiographical works, but it happens. Tonight's card will go o...

I don't have much energy to write. Probably because I have gone three nights without much sleep, and after a massage and a dinner out with a good friend, I don't have much left. But two days in a row, I have been left with images of ladies rooms that are just plain YUCK. Yesterday...a nice lunch in a fancy French restaurant in town. Champagne, good food, topped off with a trip to the ladies room before I head a few miles west to Woodstock. I enter the ladies room, and it is pathetic. Worn, chipped wood. The decor is a few lonely shells strung along a shelf. The art work is wrinkled from some moisture, its origin uncertain. I look around and think, it wouldn't take much to transform this to a place that ladies would be comfortable visiting. I wonder what the men's room looks like, and I immediately turn the image off. Tonight a different restaurant, same scenario. Lovely place, and I have to take a trip to the powder room before I head home. The toilet doesn'...

My day started off with another night of sleep deprivation. At 3:10 am, the neighbor let the dog outside, and he barked till 5:30 AM. Big deep barks, about 10 feet from my window. Somewhere around 4 AM Larry went over there to knock on the door. No answer. Can't call the police, because they are useless. Been there done that, and they never show. I think I slept 4 hours before I was awake for another 3. I slept in for a few more before I got up and started my day. Since I could not get to yoga, I went to the gym for the first time in forever and did 1/2 hour on the elliptical, going a bit over 2 miles. It had been SO long since I had been to a gym that my trusty Ipod was dead, and I was relegated to doing some people watching. I check out the young woman in the skin tight tank top and low cut pants who is lifting weights like a pro. Definitely in good shape, and cute to boot. I see a couple of middle aged men walking around the gym most of the time. They lift a weight here a...

It has been a rough start to the weekend. Larry has an infection from a cracked tooth beneath his cap, and has to go to the oral surgeon on Monday. So he has been in bed all day, and sick and groaning. I make a very very bad nurse, as I have no patience for groaners, but have done my best to be kind and made a humongous pot of chicken soup for him to eat. I am going to go upstairs to watch either Rivers and Tides, or Titus with him. I did my own dentist thing yesterday, but my check up was great save for a tiny cavity near an old filling that has to be redone. Then I went to Rhinebeck to have my hair "enhanced" a bit. Before Lois did my hair, I took a few of my Canadian aspirin that I smuggled in to the country (the ones that have some codeine in them with aspirin and caffeine) as I was having a really nasty ache in my shoulder. I don't remember injuring it, sort of like my last shoulder injury which took 2 years to heal, and I don't want to go through THAT again. ...