
The electric saffron was a fail. I pulled the sheers down after a few days and packed them away. They were a great color but sheer technology is a thing of the past. Their flouncing and billowing insinuated itself into the space eating up everything around them. They didn’t go with the modern lines of the room.
The red fish net I’ve been working with on the other hand seems to know its place. When hung properly it clings to the wall like a needy lover. And I’m learning to keep it simple stupid and just kiss the ass of cheap Southern California construction. You can’t fight it.
My original inspiration for the studio was Diana Vreeland’s red-red Garden from Hell Living Room. But this space is too small to do such intense, refined layering (i.e., I didn’t have her budget).
I ended up with more of a Pawpaw Patch from Purgatory.

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The Last Temptation of Me
- Helping the More Fortunate
- Do They Know It’s Christmas?
- Ithaca!
- A Horse With No Name
- The Blackened Snapper Is To Die For
- Come Together
- Pilgrimage On The 75% Off Trail
- The Ancient Cohachellian Art of Cacti Arranging
- Popsicle Sheers
- Life Is Strife
- Life Is Strife: Addendum
- Casting My Net
- Where Seldom Is Heard
- Desert Sage
- Jackie’s Tears
- Cancer, and My Name Is Larry
- Me and Mr. B
- On Milkshakes
- Learning Curve
- Dunbar’s Last Stand
- Tale of Two Cows
- Barstow Barista Boys
- The Season of the Donald
- Visions of San Jacinto
- Hackneying Hockney
- On My Way to Ralphs
- Gaydom’s Gump
- Goodbye to All of That
- The Final Salvo
DV …WOULD HAVE LOVED WHAT YOU HAVE DONE AGAIN…ONWARD AND UPWARD… YOU ARE JUST LIKE YOUR CATS
…YOU ALWAYS LAND ON YOUR FEET…AS LONG AS YOU HAVE YOUR RED HIGH TOPS YOUR TOES ARE ALWAYS
PROTECTED… DANCE TO THE RED SHOES…