Boulder and the Beautiful

I spent my morning with Boulder assemblage artist Patricia Chapman (thepatstudio.com), and I would not leave her house because I wanted to take a photo of every object on her walls.
I mean, a taxidermy lion head 3-D collage with a mouse on its head?
Come on.
The actual story will go live on the Camera’s site next week, and run in Friday’s entertainment section.
But here’s a sneak peak of why I’m so excited — and my own collage of her collages and assemblages.

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As seen on the shelves at Wal-Mart (of course).

Hmm, bounce the ping-pong ball into a cup. They call it Cuponk. However you label it, this is beer pong.

www.hasbro.com/games/en_US/cuponk

On a plus side, if you start playing Cuponk as an elementary-school kid, by the time you’re in college, you will be so good you might never have to drink. In which case, could this help curb alcohol consumption?

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As seen in Hawaii. My friend sent this to me with the subject line:
UM…. UM…..

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A hoodie AND a tie AND a hat? Something here feels a little excessive.

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This belongs on peopleofwalmart.com.

I’ve got eyes in the back of my head…. wolf eyes….

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What is up with people in Boulder County doing stupid stuff to their vehicles? I thought I got away from this kind of stuff when I moved out of Weld County.

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I know you love your mountain cabin, but do you REALLY have to carry it with you everywhere you go?

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I just spotted the Western Hemiphere’s two top queen cougars in Marshall’s. One in head-to-toe hot pink. The other in head-to-toe leopard print (an obvious camo attempt to fool its prey into thinking it is another feline relative). 
After buying more leopard print and pink items, they sat on the  bumper of their suburban smoking cigs and talking loudly about buying Two Buck Chuck for their next big party. When my twentysomething boyfriend walked past, they growled at him and called him “honey,” “lover” and “honey-lover.” His eyes widened in terror. He wogged aqap (as quickly as possible) to the car without looking in their direction.
I didn’t speak either. I wanted to take a photo, but I was afraid the flash would scare them, causing them to lunge at me, and God knows I couldn’t have won such a cat fight. My claws could never be sharp enough to penetrate the overly tanned elephant hide skin.
So I blog… to immortalize them here. Enjoy your Chuck, ladies. Growl on.

Gotta love December.
This Santa Claus-ette is wearing fishnet stockings and shopping for batteries.
For the toys she’s giving to good little children, no doubt.

OK, I confess. This is me.

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