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Why a zebra of course.
Since it has been a long time coming (as in I started drawing these zebras in June) I am in the process of finding myself. I want it punch drunk with color but it will most likely take me at least one zebra (maybe two) before I settle into my color palette and embrace the courage to push my color comfort zone.

But I think I’m off to a good start. I

The finished size will be 18×40 inches. This is a mixed media of water-soluble ink and water-soluble wax pastel done on suede. I cover the suede with a masking film to protect the surface that will not have pigment, and cut away the film as I progress from left to right.

For more information on how I do this process you can check out my art tutorial on the subject.

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So you’re probably thinking its a little nervy of me to jump in all arrogant with a title like that since I tend to just pop in and out of the blog sporaticaly but this post is not just a link to a newspaper who interviewed me for the upcoming Waterloo Arts Festival this coming weekend. (not sure is that sentence is grammatically sound) but also a way to tell you that I am actually going to an event this weekend.

Yeah okay … so maybe it’s still a little arrogant.

It’s been a few years and despite what I told the paper (BTW I haven’t actually read the article … can’t stand reading about myself) this event had been very lackluster last time I did it. But since it’s been a few years AND since my previous 3 event were better than expected I figured what the heck, let’s give it a whirl.

See ya’ll in a few days with photos and how it went. 🙂

UPDATED: To say my booth number is 21W so swing by and say “Hi” if you’re in the area.

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Biker Chick Updated

Since I have been MIA most of the summer I thought I’d let you know that yes indeed I did continue biking all summer long. Before it got wet and rainy I usually did between 9-12 miles every day. If it weren’t for the lovely bike trail less than 1/2 mile from my gallery I doubt I would have kept at it. But it is almost like biking through the deep woods (parts of it at least) despite the fact that I am in actuality biking through prime Midwest farm land.

Excuses anyone?
Now I’d like to say that all that with all this biking I’ve lost like 68 pounds and 12 inches from my waist but alas, no. In fact last time I weighed myself I think I gained a pound or two.

Hey, I’m not biking 10 miles a day to live on lettuce and oxygen people. Don’t judge me.

And besides I’m pretty sure it premenstral water weight. Not buying that one? Okay how about muscle weighs more than fat. That’s my personal favorite.

At any rate I can now climb several flights of stairs without seeing stars or teetering precariously at the top from lack of oxygen. It has improved my strength and staying power. Which proved very useful doing artfair after artfair several weeks in a row alone. No stiffness or exhaustion.

I did in the end invest in a different seat. Oddly enough it was only quite recent that my tender bits started getting … well, tender. I got a gel seat which seems to have improved the situation but truly it doesn’t really feel different.

I looked at a couple of giant cushy ones that looked like the backseat of a 59 Chevy but that kinda got dangerously close to daisy basket granny territory so I stayed with a more athletic version.

This is my turning around point. A large bridge spanning a branch of the Des Moines river. It illustrates just how much of a drought we have had this year.

This river is often rushing just under the bridge and looks very dangerous. The day this was taken I could have walked across it and probably only got knee deep at parts. In fact there were several sets of footprints where people had indeed done just that.

So there you have it. My biking summer in a nutshell. I am still biking when the weather allows but all too soon it’s going to get hung up until next summer.

As for my plans to keep from getting fluffy and stodgy? An eliptical machine. Or maybe Zumba.

Anyone tried either? What did you think?

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Okay so I know I said I’d talk about this little gadget like 4 months ago but you know … life got in the way.

Fact is at the first event I took it to, my cell phone died before I was even able to use it. So it wasn’t until September that I could speak with any authority on it anyhow.

I kinda love it. It is easy and quick and the money gets deposited often by the time I have returned from whatever festival I was at over the weekend.

Only downside that I can see is that people like to charge everything.

Yes, 1 card comes to $2.99 with tax and they want to pay with a card. The upside of square is that it takes a fixed rate so $2.99-$299.00 is the same fee %. This means I am slightly less stabby crabby about charging tiny purchases. It is supposed to be 2.75% but I think that any taxes you collect also get this applied to.

Another plus is people think the technology is cool. Signing your name with your finger seems to be particularly interesting.

So overall I rate the square card reader a really good item for artfair events and unbelievably easy to use. No complicated techie skills required at all. All you need is an android or a iphone, pad or tablet. set up an account, download the ap and plug it in. I would recommend going online to see what electronics work well with it and which ones are less reliable. I actually choose my android phone based on it’s square compatibility. I know paypal has a similar swipe card reader but I have no knowledge of how it compares.

For more information on this handy gadget check out their site square.com

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I thought long and hard about sharing this story online …

Okay okay … so the first thing I thought after I got all packed up after the accident was “I am so gonna blog about this.” But then later I began to ponder it more. In the end, I thought if for no other reason it may well be a good tale of caution to other artists who “run into” this situation.

So to protect the innocent, rude jerk careless artist I will not use his real name. Because it would be just vindictive, he can’t handle the truth not be appropriate.

So I think I’ll refer to him as Dick.

The Reader’s Digest version
It was during tear down and I had finished putting all my small framed art and shrink wraps away. Since the neighbor artists were packed up in record time, I left all of my original and large works up and ran off to get my van. As I hopped out I noticed this large truck with huge trailer crossing from the far lane to the near and became horrified as it rolled into my booth, pushing it several feet. It came to a stop a few feet from where I stood next to my van.

Now Dick was very nice at first. He said “Don’t worry I have insurance … are you hurt?” I was not. My display was bent over at an angle so I ran over and pushed it up for fear it would collapse trashing all my original art. Dick promptly helped. He held up the panels while I removed the original work.

It was at this point that I think Dick began realizing he could be in some serious doo-doo. He started asking me what I thought my damages were. He began pressuring to provide prices for my stuff, the age of my stuff etc. From there he went on to say he wanted my tent. He probably said 4-5 times “If I’m paying for this I’m taking your tent home.” Followed by “This wasn’t my fault that other guy was trying to pass me …”

So there you have it folks. He had jumped from his truck to prevent another artist from passing him, and he failed to put it in park.

He continued to pressure me and I finally snapped. I told him his careless actions caused me to be damaged and he should be really grateful that the original work wasn’t destroyed or that anyone was hurt. I told him to leave me alone and let me get my original work safely packed up and off the street.

At this point I called the cops. I got the information exchange paper from the officer and it had $10 damage listed on it.

I’m like “$10 damage!” He kindly explained that he was not qualified to determine the cost of damages and that he just needed to put something in that spot to indicate damage. Despite this I drag the officer over and point out the obvious damage and explain how much the tent and display are worth.

Meanwhile Dick is feeling very smug thinking he’ll only be paying $10.

Everybody leaves and I am left packing up until well after dark alone downtown. That BTW sucks. I took many photos with my cell phone at various stages of breakdown.

So I contact my insurance agent first thing Monday morning. She’s like well his insurance should cover this.

I’m like “Well what if Dick isn’t an upstanding citizen and reports it.”

And do you think he did? Of course not. My agent called him a full 5 days later. While she didn’t me anything that was said I gathered through mind reading that she had a less than stellar experience with him.

Todays Game … So guess what would happen if…
This is not an uncommon occurrence. I have seen many many booths get backed into, awnings ripped off and artwork toppled. Artists get damaged by other artists all of the time. Most get nothing out of it. Sometime the other artist pays. Most of the stories I’ve heard they never come through.

So here’s the thing.

What if I hadn’t called the police. I mean Dick started out so very nice. Surely he will be good as his word right?

What if I didn’t have an insurance. My provider went to bat for me. I’m am positive Dick would never have contacted his provider and deal with it like a grownup.

What if I had let Dick take my tent?

Hard telling but I know this. Even with all of my precautions I doubt that whatever I get from insurance for the damages will cover what it is gonna cost me to repair and replace.

And that my dears, just bites.

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Fall Apples 'n Oats is Out!

I love the cover of this one. Doesn’t it look like it could be a painting?

So here’s the scoop Carol Eilers has decided that the magazine would die on the vine as an online only magazine and so she has sold it. Which is awesome and sad all at the same time.

Glad that it will continue on. Sad because it was a special thing and really it was because of the magazine that I made such a great friend in Carol.

Carol is editor of the next issue and then it will be handed over to the capable of Beth Burrell.

So Carol my dear go enjoy some quiet time at the cabin, or go skydiving. You know whatever feeds your soul.

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So these two photos are my booth in Rockbrook 3 weeks ago and my booth at Riverssance 2 weeks ago. Can you tell what’s changed?

I’ll give you a little hint … it’s white.

That’s right
… a different canopy. Isn’t it grand? Isn’t it lovely?

I thoroughly enjoyed using it and being able to walk away at night with my artwork still hung securely inside the tent. With the EZ-Up I always took it down overnight.

Okay here’s one more for you. What has changed between my canopy 2 weeks ago in the photo above compared to the photo below of last week?

Answer: It was hit by a truck!

At the art fair!

By another artist!


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Surprise! … I Know Right?

So um …. there has been a lot of speculation lately as to my whereabouts. There has been many reported Mona sightings and yet I have remained strangely absent from my beloved blog. Some have speculated that I was searching for sasquach in remote regions, or was abducted by aliens. And yet a couple others thought they saw me sunning my self on an exotic beach.

Unfortunately the truth is far less exciting and glamorous. I was just working really hard and going the the many and varied processes of divorce. I really wasn’t much up to blogging and was concerned there’d be way too much chatter about divorce and how it is both freeing and sucks all at the same time.

But I am good, and at a good place. I once again feel in control of my little universe and move with power and joy within it. Art fairs started out kinda slow but have improved over the season. I just finished 3 events 3 weekends in a row completely by myself. And you know what? … They were pretty much stress free. Well … except for the last one. It was actually just a tiny bit traumatizing but I think I handled the situation well. I mean there was no swearing, shouting or stabbing so in all in all I’d say I showed remarkable self restraint. I have pictures and a story to share but that will be later this week.

For today I wanted to just say that I will be back to blogging and sharing the adventures of being an artist in rural Iowa. Plus Budda has really been nagging me to get back to it. I think he misses the fame. 🙂

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This totally should have been 2 posts but I am so horrible at getting things posted lately I thought it best to go ahead with one ginormous one.

So this weekend is Brookings SD big 41st year Art in the Park. Anyone in the neighborhood swing by. It is supposed to be a beautiful weekend. I am where I always am except perhaps 20 feet to the North. Something about construction. I don’t know.

So in preparation I washed the van of the past 2 weeks gravel road dust and bird poo. (You can tell the mulberries are ripe.)

Being the person that I am of course I have no car shampoo? Car soap? Whatever the heck it is you use to wash cars. (My van is too big to fit in a car wash … plus I live about 30 miles from the nearest one.)

So what’s a girl to do. I usually use dish soap but I heard that has a harsh effect of the shiny coating. Something milder than dish soap eh? Bodywash.

Yup. So now my van smells of Caress’s Sheer Twilight. Which is a lovely seductive scent which totally does not at all belong on a big ass van. So passerbys will be entranced, aroused and finally confused.

Your welcome world.

Kicking and Screaming
Most folks are surprised that until pretty much last week I did not accept credit cards at art fairs. There were several reasons for this.

* It was cost prohibitive. Meaning between the equipment fees, monthly fees, swipe fees and finally a transaction fee I would have to raise my prices to make up for the lost income. So would you want to pay more in order to use your card? Yeah I thought not.

* I didn’t actually lose many sales. Everyone tells me my sales will go up. Fact is I don’t think so. Or at least it will be a marginal increase. Most have committed to buying an item and have it in their hot little hands when they approach me. My last event I lost exactly $20 in sales from not accepting cards. I’d say around 50% ask but when they find out I don’t they whip out cash or the checkbook.

* One less thing to deal with. In the end I am lazy about somethings and technology is one of them. My life is complicated enough without having to charge your $3 purchase.

So why did I finally come kicking and screaming into the merchant world?


Okay so I don’t usually promote things like this and as yet I haven’t used it in a real world application other than to charge myself a $1 as a practice go. But I have talked to many many artists who have used it and love it.

* No equipment fees. No monthly fees. No swipe fees.
And just 2.75% of the transaction is taken from each sale.

* Easy to set up an account.
I set up an account in less than 15 minutes and the swipe reader arrived 4 business days later.

* It’s easy easy easy to use. You don’t need a degree in computer science to work it. In fact it is pretty much just three steps. Log into your account. Plug your swipe reader into your smart phone, laptop tablet etc. Swipe card. Okay there is a couple more steps. You can set up for it to add sales tax automatically. The customer signs for it and you can email or text them a receipt. But that’s it. Then a couple of days later the money shows up in your bank account or paypal or whatever.


At any rate I’ll let you know how it goes and if I have any problems.

So all of you wanting an original Mona Majororwicz but wished to pay with credit card … Bring it on!

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Total Man Candy

Reader Alert!
This post is completely useless ramblings of a middle aged mind who has gone to see a movie that is totally inappropriate for me since it’s filled filled with sweaty, young, beastly men gyrating there way across the stage.

Nothing of any really worth or merit is to be found in this post. You are hereby advised to skip it and wait for the next one.

Just sayin’

It’s an arts film, really.
So today being Sunday I had a couple of options. Spend the day at the gallery and work on my latest painting which requires a whole boat load worth of drawing (which I’ll talk about as soon as I have something to show)


go to a movie with a dear friend.

Guess which one I chose.

I’m a bit of a movie freak. I like a wide variety of stuff. Like last week I went to see Abraham Lincoln, Vampire Hunter (you guessed it a historical drama – and of which I am currently reading the book.) and also Brave from Pixar. Good wholesome entertainment there.

But today … today we went to see …

Magic Mike.

If you’re not familiar it is about an aging (and by aging I mean going on 30) male stripper (played by Channing Tatum … YUM) and his quest to be something more. Magic Mike wants to sell his artistic furniture creations …. so technically this is a movie about the arts. I know right? How perfect for me.

Was it the next Schindler’s List? No. But it totally delivered what it promised.

Don’t call it a chick flick .. it’s a granny flick.
I say this only because the audience in this theater was my age or older.


I wonder if Matthew McConaughey knew that this was the age group he’d be playing to when he signed up?

Truthfully Matthew is seriously cut and a fine example of manliness. But him trying to compete with a bunch of studly muffins half his age was kinda gruesome to watch.

My only other complaint is the ending was like walking into a closed door. Abrupt and a little painful, filled with a side of confusion. That being said, no one goes to see this flick for the story.

Actual Thoughts I Had During The Movie
Wow, hot naked guy right after the opening credits!
Kinda shocking but … awesome!
BRING … IT … ON!!!!

Is that what I think it is filling up the screen?
On this screen it’s like 30 feet long and growing.
Um … wow.
Why is it blurry?
Damn, I wonder if I need bifocals.

Okay that can’t be his real size.
That’s … a little scary.
I wonder what sex would be like?
Okay perhaps I should be ashamed of that thought.
That thought should make someone my age blush. Right?
(after a moment of self reflection) Nope I guess not.

Oooh fire fighters.
Oooh cowboys
Oooh Tarzan.
Oooh cheekless pants.

Matthew you are kinda creepy.
Please quit playing the guitar.
Really? … You really thought you needed a solo song?
I wonder if I set up a chant for more Magic Mike if others would join it.
Oh right this is a movie theater, not a strip club.

To make up for my movie choice I listened to NPR all the way home because that’s what is appropriate for grown up woman of granny age. And tonight I’ll work on my drawings so I can sit back and ponder the glory that is Channing Tatum without the smallest sense of guilt. 🙂

Oh Lord, I wonder if that makes me a cougar?

Okay maybe just a little guilt.

One Last Thing

As I said I went to this movie with a dear friend. We’ve known each other all our lives. Honestly She’s been my bestie for longer than I can remember back. My mom loves to tell the story of my first day at Kindergarten. Mom asked me if I made any friends and I said “Uh huh. A rabbit and a girl named Jolene. She’s gonna have a horse too.”

There’s something kinda wonderful about going to something like this with someone who knows all about me. No embarrassment. No judgement. Instead we just gave each other shocked wide-eyed expressions at what we were watching, followed by girlish giggling. I highly recommend the girlish giggling.

Okay next post will actually have something to do with art.
I pinkie swear.

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