I become cute with a dollar
Jul. 20th, 2002 08:02 amMy one dollar set of 573 stickers, purchased on an impulse at a Dollar Store, has received an alarming amount of use thus far. At first, I could use my stickers for things the enabled me to keep my fey "above the fray" view of stickers. I designed that nervousness.org exchange in which I asked to send a poem in "an envelope decorated with silly stickers".
This morning, though, I become concerned that a form of cuteness alien to my usual being has crept in. I hope that any kind reader of my journal has long ago realized that I am an extremely average, non-cute person. When I walk, sparkly things do not seem to exude from me the way that they do from anyone cute. Yet, when I am less than thrilled with the sketch and slogan I placed on the reverse side of the neat photo of a fish swimming in coral that I am mailing to a postcardxer, what could be more natural than slapping a tiny gator sticker and a tiny snail sticker right there on the card? When another postcardxer asks in her self-description to receive stickers, I happily oblige. I affix an elephant exlaiming "Hip Hooray!", as well as a red and black spotted leopard who says, as leopards are wont to do, "Amazing" in red lettering. Instead of the letter "o" in the recipient's name on the address portion of the card, it is but the work of a moment to affix little circle stickers containing blue, rather fancifully shaped penguins. On the photo on the other side, a hatband is completed with a seahorse, an earring becomes a honeybee, and someone's shirt acquires a mystery butterfly.
The odd thing is that while I am perfectly willing to look down on myself for sending stickers, I actually somewhat enjoy receiving a few stickers. A regal tuxedoed frog or a smiling star can make a bit of whimsy more, well, whimsical. I am not quite yet ready to change my bio to say "please send stickers", but stickers are well short of water torture for me. So somewhere in my self-sticker-editing is some deep message for me about self-image, sticker-consciousness, and just what it is I've pasted to my soul. The message eludes me, though, and I am hopeful it will be appended onto an adhesive sticker I receive ere this mortal coil bounces me about just like a slinky. I used to love slinkys. What could be more natural than a spring, of no use other than to just be a spring? The Zen of Slinky. I like that idea. I am someone who, like many, finds Zen fascinating. I am probably the least zen-like person that I know. But if I could design my own line of stickers, I'd have an anteater that says "Wicked Zen, Man!". You might puzzle why I'd add the "man", because that is an affectation that those of my generation always scoff at a bit, as being rather a hippie way of speaking (though it can sound charming from someone ten years older or fifteen years younger than I am). But you have to realize, anteaters use a slightly different dialect than you or I might.
I'm cleaning up my art room from chaotic to merely sadly disordered, in anticipation of
My fifty state stamps has state birds on the back. 6 states have the cardinal for a state bird. 6 states have the mockingbird. My favorite state bird is Utah--the California seagull. That's because this bird has a historical story. When Utah was still struggling to get off the ground, a huge plague of locusts beset the saints. Then a miracle took place. Seagulls came and ate the locusts. I saw this really cool statue once in Salt Lake City commemorating the event. In Arkansas and Texas, the two states I consider home,the state bird is the mockingbird. I love mockingbirds, but, let's face it, all they really do well is mock.
I began reading Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain. I hope I can draw on whatever side of the brain I need to draw upon to learn to draw.
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Date: 2002-07-20 08:44 am (UTC)Thanks for the leg up/stickers
It's funny how little sticky bits of paper can feel so rewarding. The kids I work with (as well as my own) will work hard for a small sticker placed on a chart that shows they are making progress toward a reward. The littlest ones are thrilled with a big sticker on the hand or shirt. One of my favorite aspects of my job is finding little rewards, and I have to admit I am a sucker for cute stickers. I was even jealous of the guy who got your Spidey tattoos! :)
Thanks again and I'll see you around.
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Date: 2002-07-20 08:12 am (UTC)I think we all like a little sticker.
Glad to see you added, and I'll add you to my friends list!
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Date: 2002-07-20 08:05 am (UTC)geez
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Date: 2002-07-20 10:42 am (UTC)Second, next time you're in an office supply store, check out the label section. Whatever size or shape they come in, word processing software has a template for that size/shape of label. Voila! Now you can design your own stickers.
My postal address is Holy Outlaw, PO Box 31848, Seattle, WA, 98103, and I would happily exchange a decorated envelope containing a poem from you for my statements series.
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Date: 2002-07-20 08:19 am (UTC)KIM
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Date: 2002-07-20 08:22 am (UTC)All art supplies and similar stuff that I use are things I can buy for a dollar a set. A dollar a sticker...that's real luxury.
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Date: 2002-07-20 12:12 pm (UTC)As for my spending habit- dear husband is a frugal fan of budgets, which I abhor, so I have to buy them on the sly...You can rack up quite a bit of money on paper and stickers in a scrapbook store...
K
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Date: 2002-07-20 04:38 pm (UTC)I will still use the dollar store for stickers, though!
Regarding the California Seagull
Date: 2002-07-20 09:26 am (UTC)Alcatraz Island is out in the middle of the San Francisco Bay. It is a natural place for seagulls to hang out. Of course, when it was a federal prison, a lot of inmates hung out there too. The men had a large yard where they were allowed to hang out in for some "yard time". The legend developed that if you were out in the yard, and a seagull shit on your head- you were a very lucky man. It meant you were going to get out soon.
One can only imagine this happened with some frequency.
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Date: 2002-07-20 04:39 pm (UTC)Re: Regarding the California Seagull
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Date: 2002-07-22 05:34 pm (UTC)Honestly... aren't stickers just *fun* to stick? :D
Now I know what kinda stuff to send you... I just hope that last time I wrote to you, your envelope had adequate sticker content.
--Adam B.
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Date: 2002-07-23 11:56 am (UTC)I know you have a weblog on blogspotter or someplace, but I'd be happy to at least give you a "commenting face" here.
Take care, and drive steady, Adam.