I never thought I would become a collector of art. I never buy other people's work because I prefer to decorate with my own. Well, I won't say "never" again. Because I did.
I was once a collector of books. It took three decades, divorce, a penchant for moving, and the vast possibilities of the Internet to break the habit. After divesting myself of thousands of books that I had mailed across country more than once and paid people to store and shuffle around, I made new regulations for myself: travel lightly, don't acquire things that gather dust, and save your money for that rainy day. But now...
I have collected one small piece of art. I can't describe what overcame me. I was catching up on blog reading, and I opened the Deadpan Alley blog. There, right before my very eyes, was a portrait of my creepiest self and my creepy little sister holding hands. (This would be after everyone we know is dead and we have to live together in a post-Apocolyptic world with various small dogs and a couple of my sister's grandkids.)
I shut the blog and went on to other lands. A little bug had attached itself to the back of my brain and was pinching. I came back and opened the page again. Still there, and still giving me that little jolt of... desire. I went over to the DeadpanAlley Etsy shop in hopes that someone had already bought the little portrait and I'd be spared. Nope.
Copyright Liese Martin, DeadpanAlley. Used with permission of the artist.
MISS-CREANTS is the name of the little duo! I couldn't help it. I felt this overwhelming... need. You know as well as I do that there is no denying this feeling when it hits. If you don't bend to it, the storm continues to grow until you buy something huge and ridiculous. Or eat something huge and delicious.
Deadpan Alley is a very cool Etsy shop run by Liese Martin. Her little bookish birds are what first attracted me. But the character sketches and her clever patter keep me going back. "ORIGINAL Illustrations for the price of a print!!!" boasts the shop announcement, like a barker in front of a tiny tent show.
I'll buy just the one thing, I think. I pay for my purchase before I can change my mind. I'm practically dancing because no one else can have it now, and I know where I'm going to display it. But one piece does not make a collection. And, besides, I already have my eye on another of Liese's tiny works--Miss-Informed from her Miss-Takes series. Hands off. And then there are those limited edition books of ACEOs...