Sunday, November 9, 2008

featured artist

I will have some exciting new creations to show you this week, but for now, have a look at the Chronic Artists' Blog (where should that apostrophe be?) here. I feel very honoured to be their featured artist :o)


  1. This is great! I wondered what on earth the title meant 'Chronic Artists'. It's become clear now.

    Well done!

  2. Pippa well done. A joke to start your week....--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    Duck Hunting

    A lawyer went duck hunting in rural Oklahoma. He shot
    and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the
    other side of a fence.

    As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer
    drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing.

    The lawyer responded, "I shot a duck and it fell in this field,
    and now I'm going to retrieve it."

    The old farmer replied, "This is my property, and you are
    not coming over here."

    The indignant lawyer said, "I'm one of the best trial attorneys
    in Oklahoma and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you
    and take everything you own."

    The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know
    how we settle disputes in these parts of Oklahoma. We settle
    small disagreements like this with the Okie Three Kick Rule."

    The lawyer asked, "What's that?"

    The farmer replied, "Well, because the dispute occurs on my
    land, first I kick you three times and then you kick me three
    times and so on back and forth until someone gives up."

    The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and
    decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed
    to abide by the local custom.

    The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and
    walked up to the attorney. His first kick planted the toe of his
    heavy steel-toed work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped
    him to his knees. His second kick to the midriff sent the lawyer's
    last meal gushing from his mouth.

    The barrister was on all fours when the farmer's third kick to
    his rear end sent him face-first into a fresh cow pie.

    The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get
    to his feet. Wiping his face with the arm of his jacket, he said,
    "Okay, you old coot. Now it's my turn."

    The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can
    have the duck."

  3. Wow. Congratulations! Very exciting :)

  4. That is so cool Pizo, how fab. Really glad they've spotted you and recognised how fantastic you are. Not just for your creativity but for its existence in spite of so much pain and struggling. As they say in America, "you go girl!" ;) xxx

  5. Aw, that's great Pip. I totally relate to that need to create.