Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Sticker Art


I am a sticker artist. I find some people shrug and giggle when I declare my sticker work to be art. My palette of stickers is vast, and I use it to paint portraits of my world. I live in a world of candy canes, dogs, lions and beach balls. I live in a world of Elmo, tabloid journalism and Oprah, and believe me, there are stickers for every part of our world. I love when things are sticky on the back and can put them where ever I want. Today is Chanukah, and I took a giant snoopy sticker and stuck it on my shirt. I don't feel that has anything to do with Chanukah, except, maybe just as the Maccabees were out of oil but had light, we have Snoopy stickers.

I have been drawing and making wooden birds for years but some days long to be a sticker artist. I wonder if Duchamp would have been a sticker artist if he were alive today.

Sunday, December 2, 2007

Up and at 'em - Snow Pants!


"Up and at 'em!" The first snow of the year. I put on my brown snow pants, up! fleece hat and mittens on, and at em! I just finished reading the History of the Snowman, by Bob Eckstein who gave me a lot to think about as I contemplate making my very first snow man.

Emma did great in the snow. I got on her boots, parker, hat and mittens, so I was on top of things. The snow pants actually were a smart purchase, as she slipped and fell on her bum at least four times. It's always good as a parent when things you've been a part of work out in your child's best interest.

Monday, November 26, 2007

DRESSSSS


So, I go over the GWB in a black velvet party dress for the Thanksgiving. Is it me, or does it sometimes seem little kids have to get more dressed up than the adults they emulate.

Emma looked great.

Sunday, November 25, 2007

First Bubble Bath makes you wonder


Yes, enjoying my first bubble bath, it makes me wonder if life could be this great, why did my parents wait so long to give me this super-fun bath, and if my whole life could be this heavenly, is it up to me to get the bubbles. Lately my dad's been complaining about the economy and how it would be better to Euros. Bubbles make things super great. If bubbles were everywhere, in the subway, the mall, the sewers, the economy would pick up. My favorite bubble bath is manufactured by Elmo bath co.

I think Emma has an interesting perspective. My layers of bubbles, causing a wall of white foam, could help the economy. I just want her to be clean, though my wife yells at me, because bubbles are notoriously bad for babies skin.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

to the Museum


It's a cold and bitter Saturday, what better to do than take our toddler to the
Museum, see the bones of old turtles, ferocious monsters, over sized birds that want to snag and eat young children. Well, my parents were the only ones to think this is fun, the museum was overflowing. My dad waited on line, while my mom and me sat on a nice bench, for 20 minutes. I don't know, they should have enough money to light the rooms, but many are dark. I let my parents know I didn't like being led into a hall of darkness with whales, fish and cavemen. They seemed shocked, and dismayed.
Fortunately we made it to Arties for snacks.

It's not easy being a dad. I thought going to the museum was like a magic gift I was giving my wife and child. Really, it was liked putting myself through hell just so I could sit in on my couch and say to myself. "I made it thought hell. My wife and child were not in awe of what I'd accomplished, the taxi ride, the coat check in, the diaper bag packing, the carrying the baby. This is why back is so sore. I was just doing what I was supposed to do, you know.

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Why do I have to wear diapers


The eternal question, Why do I have to wear diapers? I believe that I think there for I am, but diapers. I've started diapering Elmo. He actually likes it.
My mom and dad protest, "No more diapers for Elmo." They think I don't know the cost of Pampers. I do, and I don't care. If I have to wear these crinkly polyester monstrosities than Elmo can also.

Monday, October 15, 2007

The New Face of Baby Gap


My dad is obsessed with Baby Gap. He loves walking around, picking out shirts, pants, socks; the cuter the better. He wishes mens clothes were as cute as Baby Gap. He's on Baby Gap's e-mail list and got an open call for the cutest baby.
His hearts in the right place, he just doesn't think big picture. Being the face of Gap Baby is a step away from toddler beauty contests. One always wonders, how did she get started in Toddler pagents. This is how! He's so desperate for people to tell him how cute he is, so her interprets my cuteness compliments to also be a recognition of his cuteness.
Julie, my super-cool aunt took this photo. She's registered some photos of me being held in the air by my dad with a stock photo agency.