we've been asking ourselves the same question . . . ?
For some reason, last year left me particularly tired -- not of SEWING, but rather of SHOWING. So I decided a little break might be in order and therefore haven't committed to doing anything in the immediate future. However, there are several shows later in the year about which I am hopeful, so I'll keep you posted.
In the meantime, ZAPP and JAS continue to send me a barrage of interesting opportunities for expanding my market. For instance, I could apply to:
The Rochester (NY) Erotic Arts Festival:
a venue committed to "Celebrating sensuality, sexuality and eroticism in artistic expression."
These ladies are celebrating something in artistic expression. But I have a hard time believing it's girdles.
Artists must be 18 and over."
They did not specify whether one should ship the art in a plain brown wrapper.
(I LOVE poetry contests! Less sure about "living erotic art . . .")
Hannah immediately suggested that my work might lend itself to some (tasteful yet enthralling)
wool "boobies"
-- thank goodness I studied stump work --
to which I couldn't help adding that they would be positively charming with the addition of a strategically placed vintage button.
I know, Small Works is a family website.
I just thought one of YOU might want to enter, and therefore wanted to pass along the call
as a public service of sorts.
After all, there seems to be an uncanny amount of interest every time I post one of these:
Nudge, nudge. Wink, wink.
Know what I mean?
Know what I mean?
(Okay, okay . . . what if it WAS a cheap stunt to bump my stats?
We're a little bored here in MN in January. Don't judge us.)
6 comments:
I saw that posting from JAS and thought the same thing. I was sort of wishing I lived near Rochester just to see what an Erotic Arts Festival was all about! Hilarious post today, great photos!
Living erotic art? Ack! I can't imagine dancing around because of my girdle....maybe after I took it OFF.
First I'd have to own a girdle in order to take it off . . . ain't gonna happen. ("living erotic art" ain't likely to happen here either, btw!)
I have a feeling I might leave the erotic art exhibition saying: "MY EYES! MY EYES!
Sometimes I say that to myself when I see myself in a dressing room with fluorescent lighting. So I just don't go there any longer.
A "lightweight controlling garment"? Sounds kinky to me. Who knew those old ads were so racy?
After seeing a friends succes in selling sewn mustaches...I have considering starting a line of the "needle felt wool merkins" so that some of the latest generation of "pre-pubescent pubic worshipers" can relive the wonderful 70's bush as apposed to the truely frightening Bush of the dawn of the 21 century .
Gosh.... politics, social commentary on modern societies pedophilia and fiber, all in one comment .
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