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May Contest Image
Try your hand at coming up with a winning caption!
Born to be Wild
The story behind the captions
Anne Says: “When I started my business I glued little pictures on little pieces of wood, glued on little words and little pin backs, and drove all over the East Coast selling them at retail craft fairs. I was broke; I was cheap. I never stayed at a hotel after the show ended. Wherever I was, I packed up my booth and headed for home, often driving into the wee small hours of the morning. To keep myself awake I sang along with the radio. One morning, after I had been driving for about six hours and I was about a mile and a half from home sweet home, Steppenwolf’s “born to be wild” came on the radio. The very next morning I glued that phrase on half a dozen pictures. This is the one that stuck.”
This caption is perfect for staying in touch with your wild self, also makes a great gift for all the free spirits in your life. Nothing says “don’t do anything I wouldn’t do” like a “born to be wild” luggage tag. Or, invite Steppenwolf into your hip pocket with these handy flasks. Take a look at all the items sporting this caption here and remember to turn your music up loud enough to stay awake all night tonight…
Tupperware
This is for you, Jamie!
The Joys of Spell-Check
People ask me all the time where I get my ideas. This is something I wish would happen more often:
Several years ago I mentioned in an email to a friend how much I liked Susan Lihn, owner of Wake Up Little Suzie – a great little shop in Washington, DC.
Before hitting “send” I decided to spell-check my email. My spell-check didn’t care for the word “suzie” and suggested I change it to “sushi”… and thus was a magnet born! Read more
Parsnip Boy to the Rescue
I don’t spend all my time cutting up old magazines.
Sometimes I cut up art books. And seed catalogs. Circus posters.
Pretty much anything I can get my hands on.
In 1998 I had my first one-woman show at a gallery in Portland, ME, and “parsnip boy to the rescue” was featured on the invitation to the opening.
Parsnip boy’s outstretched arms are borrowed from a sleeping dog, and he is flying through 18th century London.
The Early Days, Part I
It was in 1985 that I first glued the words “intellectuals gone bad” onto a picture clipped from a vintage National Geographic.
Overnight I had gone from stay-at-home-mom to sole-bread-winner, and I was, to say the least, ill-prepared. I made an appointment with a career counselor. She asked “what can you do?” I told her “I can make collages.” Right.
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