Day of the Dead 2009

Space Opera

Space Opera is a series of collages ; the cut and paste kind. The medium used was paper grocery bags. I cut, re-arrange, and use pieces of bag images, and bags to create new images. Each 6"x6" piece was conceptualized; cut, arranged, (not always in that order) glued, and then mounted to a board. All are the creation and property of me, Leigh Radtke. 6"x6" Titles Top to Bottom: A Battle, The End, Victory, Rocket, Ray Gun, Resistance, Invasion, Landing

Nothing has changed and all the politicians do is bicker

hell is a lonely place

he was 65,
his wife was 66,
had Alzheimer's disease.
he had cancer of the mouth.
there were operations,
radiation treatments which decayed the bones in his jaw which then had to be wired.
daily he put his wife in rubber diapers like a baby.
unable to drive in his condition he had to take a taxi to the medical center,
had difficulty speaking,
had to write the directions down.
on his last visit they informed him there would be another operation:
a bit more leftcheek and a bit more tounge.
when he returned he changed his wife's diapers put on the tv dinners,
watched the evening news then went to the bedroom,
got the gun,
put it to her temple,
fired.
she fell to the left,
he sat upon the couch put the gun into his mouth,
pulled the trigger.
the shots didn't arouse the neighbors.
later the burning tv dinners did.
somebody arrived,
pushed the door open, saw it.
soon the police arrived and went through their routine,
found some items:
a closed savings account and a checkbook with a balance of $1.14
suicide,
they deduced.
in three weeks there were two new tenants:
a computer engineer named Ross and his wife Anatana who studied ballet.
they looked like another upwardly mobile pair.

another great poem by Charles Bukowski
from the book Septuagenarian Stew: Stories and Poems 1990

STILL NO CHANGE TO OUR HEALTHCARE SYSTEM!!!
And the politicans bicker!

Shelf Life

Shelf Life is a collage; the cut and paste kind. The medium used was paper grocery bags. I cut, re-arrange, and use pieces of bag images, and bags to create new images. Each 6"x6" piece was conceptualized; cut, arranged, (not always in that order) glued, and then mounted to a board.

An East Coast City Beach

There is nothing like an East Coast City Beach
it’s not the no swim cold water Northern California beach
nor the topaz blue and pink sand isolationist beach
but an east coast city beach
with the tiles of towels
the crowds of people
the murmur of their voices
the crashing of the waves
I jump dive get knocked down
try to ride them
I’m yelling
laughing
screaming
I am five years old again

If I could do this every week I would be renewed
and have no reason NOT to love life.

playing with a 100 strangers
who are all like you

about the age of 5

by Leigh Radtke

Altered Barbie Reception Thursday 9-17-09!!!

Ariel - A great poem by Charles Bukowski

Ariel

Oh my god, on my dear god
that we should end up
on the end of a rope
far from Paris,
far from thighs that care,
above the simplicity
of stained tile,
telephone ringing,
letters unoppened,
dogs pissing in the street ...

greater men than I
have failed to agree with Life.

I wish you could have met my brother, Marty:
vicious, intelligent, endearing,
doing
quite well.



Charles Bukowski
"Mockingbird Wish me Luck" - page 82

My Barbie Angel Shadow Puppets are in the Altered Barbie 09 show!!!

ChatterBox presents - The 7th Annual San Francisco Altered Barbie Exhibit Happy 50th Birthday Barbie! Over 60 artists who have resurrected and reinvented Ken and Barbie into art and performance!

Where: Shotwell 50 Studios @ 50 shotwell San Francisco, Ca. 94103
When: 9/10/09-10/04/09
Tuesday - Saturday 1-7, Sunday 1-5
Website: http://www.alteredbarbie.com
Phone: 415-240-2202

*9/17/09-5pm-10pm: Happy 50th Birthday Barbie ARTISTS RECEPTION!!
Come dressed as your favorite Birthday Barbie or Ken and meet the artists and thier dolls, MC John Hell of FCCFreeRadio, Barbie Haiku & Poetry, Velocity Circus’s-American IconBarbie
Films: The Tribe-Tiffany Shlain, Barbie Nation-Susan Stern, Documentary-Michel Fraser, interactive puppetry by little blue moon theater, Live Music by Dogs Playing Poker & DJ.
*9/18/09: Barbie Haiku and book reading night.
*10/01/09: 7:30-$20.00: The Barbie Diaries: A Barbie Puppet Theater: Little Blue Moon Theater presents The Barbie Diaries: An intimate view from a dolls perspective, humorous, yet with more depth than you might expect from a blond, plastic, fashion icon. www.magicalmoonshine.org/bluemoon
*10/03/09: 6pm-10pm: A Barbarella Closing Artists Reception:
A Fantabulous futuristic night of Altered Everything with Evolution Control committee, velocity circus, DJs and more!

My Trip to NY 8-09

My Trip to NY

AT MoMA- http://www.moma.org/ I saw so many big names at the beginning of modern art ,Gauguin, Signac, Matisse, Van Goghs, the starry night, and his incredible Portrait of Joseph Roulin Vincent van Gogh (Dutch, 1853-1890) which I just love love love. http://www.moma.org/collection/object.php?object_id=79105 , Serat's pointillism, just the who's who at the birth of modern art, 1880's and up , in an exhibit called, Cézanne to Picasso: Paintings from the David and Peggy Rockefeller Collection http://www.moma.org/visit/calendar/exhibitions/972

I also saw a Cornell box always a treat, some incredible collages, and an architect designer who did the most amazing - incredible furniture and made chandeliers out of led lights that cycled messages like "what are you looking at?" very very cool = his mane is Ron Arad, and the the exhibit is called , " No discipline" http://www.moma.org/visit/calendar/exhibitions/301

another incredible installation was by Projects 90: Song Dong http://www.moma.org/visit/calendar/exhibitions/961
who took everything out of his mothers house (she lived through the cultural revolution in China and threw away - NOTHING) organized the plastic bottle caps- put them together, the shoes, the plastic soda bottles, the bags... oh what bags.. I was considering left.. what a legacy I would leave, " ... caught steeling paper bags from an installation at MoMA collage artist , Leigh Radtke stated - sir I just could not help myself... what incredible bags... " from the 6th floor his installation was an amazing aerial shot and when you got down there your first impression was - ok trash but as you walked around, you learned about his mother, china, and the time she lived in , it was amazing!

Manhattan city scenes out of every window MoMA is at West 53 and 5th- ate at a cafe near by and breezed through an incredible building that houses art in it's lobby... but with all that the absolutely best thing was being 5 again at a city beach (my sister owns a coop on the beach in Long Beach), the crowds of people, the murmur of their voices , the crashing of the waves, I would jump , dive , get slapped, then try to ride them all while yelling , laughing, and screaming, I was five years old again. Such pure joy - I loved it and if I could do this every week I would be renewed and have no reason not to love life. Playing with a 100 strangers who are all like you ... 5 again. An east coast city beach, there is simply nothing like it.

Angel Barbie Shadow Puppets meet Cubs and Poochie

Angel Barbie Shadow Puppets, the top one is Cubs and she has movable wings, the second one is Poochie and she has her very own bone.

Altered Barbie 09

Well I submitted my Barbie Angel Shadow Puppets to the Altered Barbie 09 - we shall see if I am accepted by the juror. But I wanted to share my Barbie Angel Shadow Puppets with you. The one above is Angel Barbie_ Cotton, and I have attached my Barbie Angel Shadow Puppets Artist statement below.

Barbie Angel Shadow Puppets
Altered Barbie 09 show Artists Statement

When I decided to do the Barbie show, all I had was a crazy idea that I would knock off Barbie, make her an angel, then dress her up in funny outfits. Of course I would do collages and since my medium at present are paper grocery bags and their images I thought, OK, I will create Barbie Angels and dress her using paper grocery bags. As I worked I realized that they had to be free standing, and unframed because I wanted the shadows to appear on the wall behind her. I wanted Barbie to not only be deceased but become a shadow of her former self; the Barbie Angel Shadow Puppet was born.

Meet Cotton, she has fixed wings. Cotton was designed to be held in front of a light source with the puppeteer creating wild shadows because of her wings and her fantastic ears. The next is Poochie, who also has fixed wings and her very own bone. The there is Cubs, she has movable wings each controlled by a stick; Cubs has wings that flap! I hope you enjoy them. I had a lot of fun making them.

Leigh Radtke 8-6-09

Story Telling at Farley's, Tuesday, July 21st

STORY TELLING

at

Farley’s

with
storytelling, poetry, spoken word, music and sing-a-long

3rd Tuesday of the Month
July 21th

7:00-9:00

featuring
Keith Cooley, Margaret Cooley, Linda Ayres-Frederick, Marvin Ramos, Debi Ham, Phyllis Holiday, Lee Jenkins, Geoffrey Lake, Carl Macki, Daniel McKenzie, Leigh Radtke, Alice Rogoff, Tinker, Ron Jones and Susan Ford

Open Mic to follow

Info: Susan Ford
415.474.5580 suford@earthlink.net

Farley’s
1315 18th Street
San Francisco 94107
415.648.1545
www.farleyscoffee.com

50/50 is Done

The 50 days are over! I have completed my 50 pieces. Funny this has become such a part of my routine that I still need to work on them. So this morning I sat and just stared at the last 5 completed pieces. This is my usual before work, morning cup of coffee ritual. I just sit and look at my completed pieces. This ritual usually results in ideas for improvements or new pieces so it is no surprise that piece 50 needs changing, some additions and some subtractions, piece 48 needs an eyelid, and one guy just needs a nose- so most likely I will continue to work until I install the show. I am also making some extras- just because I have the material and some ideas that are still nagging me. BTW The Space Opera story is done. I completed the last image called appropriately, THE END. But the story, Shelf Life, is ongoing; the key remains hidden but the red minions are close, so very close.......

I stayed true to my paper bag medium. All 50+ pieces were made with paper grocery bags and by me, Leigh Radtke

50/50 Day 43

50/50 day 43 and I am still going. Did not add movement to my pieces (except the inevitable pinwheel!) but did add depth or some 3D elements and used some quilting techniques to add 3D-ness. But something else happened that I did not expect, I began telling stories! I created a piece with a key, then another - the key, the key someone was hunting for it. But what does the key do? Well it opens doors between worlds, hummm, so someone wants to enter worlds not their own... well others do not want that to happen so more pieces, and the story Shelf Life was born. In between postcards a story in images is being told and that is not all, there is another story, a space opera with ray guns, flying saucers, and even war poster propaganda! Wow and the end is in sight, I can't wait to see what happens, will the war end or the planet end up rubble?! And let us all hope that the red minions do not find the key! But with the last piece, they (the red minions- the guys hunting the key) are here in this world but very badly disguised in some kind of costume; is that a bear suit?

Each 50/50 piece was created by me, Leigh Radtke. All are collages; the cut and paste kind. The medium used was paper grocery bags. I cut, re-arrange, and use pieces of bag images, and bags to create new images. Each 50/50 piece was conceptualized; cut, arranged, (not always in that order) glued, and then mounted to a board.

50/50 show- progress and update

Today is day 32 (June 18) and I actually have 32 pieces done! So far all were made using paper grocery bags/images as my medium. It is interesting because I am limited or inspired (POV) by the images on the paper bags. I play with bags until something comes to me or I stare at an image until I see something else. I come up with an idea, cut something out, then discover that the left over cut out reminds me of something and off I go creating something else. Or I will have this little piece of scrap, like the way it looks, then at some point remember that it looked like the hand of a robot and use it. At 20 I did not know how I was going to come up with more bag art, now at 32 I am exploring the possibility of adding movement and quilting to my pieces. I already added depth to my images using foam core; it is really interesting where this is all going. I think that I will stay with paper bags as my medium. I have not as yet added cardboard or spray paint to my peices but there are still 18 left to go!!!!

StoryTelling at Farley's on June 16th - update!!

Farley's last Tuesday- June 16, I was not able to attend but Susan sent me this update:
The Potrereo View (monthly newspaper) listed our evening of Storytelling, so we had an interesting woman Marissa come and two young (19 or 20 year olds) very cute. Their mom told them about it. All three loved it and will be back. We had a nice audience of locals they stayed for the whole evening. We had two readings of 10 minute plays that went well, a monologue, two storytellers; one was a beautiful warm story of a mean dog who she'd run into each day in her small town. She really made the town so alive. My nephew, Paul, was visiting from LA and he did a story. I read a poem called 'The Queen' about my grandmother, I created a story before and after the poem that made it interesting. I had not planned on it, but it worked very nicely and gave me some ideas for blending work.
We did sing 'Happy Trails' and people loved it....of course we really needed you for this, but voices were strong and delightful on the words people remembered.
Next Farley's is in July, 3rd week, July 21st. There are always lots of talented people reciting plays, stories, poems... and remember there is a sing-a-long !!! I will definately be there in July!

STORY TELLING at Farley's - JUNE 16

Story Telling
At
Farley’s

with
storytelling, poetry, spoken word and music

on the 3rd Tuesday of every month!
the next is: Tuesday, June 16th
7:00-9:00

featuring
Bill Alvarado, Keith Cooley, Margaret Cooley, Marvin Ramos, Obo Help, Kate Frankel, John Harrison, Phyllis Holiday, Leah Hunter, Lee Jenkins, Geoffrey Lake, Leigh Radtke, Alice Rogoff, Tinker, Ron Jones and Susan Ford

Open Mic to follow
5 minute poetry, 8 minute stories

Info: Susan Ford
415.474.5580 suford@earthlink.net

Farley’s
1315 18th Street
San Francisco 94107
415.648.1545
www.farleyscoffee.com

It is June, Story Telling in May, 50/50 Show at Sanchez

• June is here and alot has happened. Roger and I went to AZ - early monsoons, thunder, lighting and incredible skies in the high desert. It was just beautiful out there.


• May's Story Telling at Farely's went well. I told the story that I will post below, fun story that has violence, dogs, and a happy ending all in one. I also read a couple of poems from my Angry Girl Series- it was a good night.


• Visual Art wise I am participating in the 50/50 show at the Sanchez Art Center. The goal is to create 50 peices in 50 days. Today is day 16- so I am supposed to have 16 peices of art, paper bag collages naturally! Well I am on peice 15 so I am only one day behind- yippppeee ( I had visions of day 25 coming around and me with 4 peices so I feel great). I call the 50 peices Postcards From The Edge, the fun part is that being postcards I can float text so I can literally have words written in the clouds. I am having fun with that. At around postcard 11 or 12 I got a little crazy with wild imagery and mixed messages… but what is really fascinating is that I feel (already egads) that my imagination and creativity are being stretched- which I guess is the whole point! Anyway I think I am going to mix in some other elements with the paper bags. I am thinking a lot about tacs- creating an image with tacs!! Ann Weber does these amazing scultpures with card board, hummm, I just may have to add a little cardboard of my own to the postcards. Check out Ann Weber's work, just amazing, incredible, and inpiring!!! Ann Weber's website http://www.annwebersculpture.com/
• We shall see where Postcards From The Edge takes me. More postcard news soon. Any way here is the May Farelys story:::
  

Making a Wish.

The other day I was walking in Golden Gate Park. A head of me was an older man probably in his late 60’s, walking an equally old beagle and a young guy, an early 20 something with two smiling golden retrievers. The kid was doing all the talking. He was telling the beagle owner the story of his dogs names, and this is what I heard, or over heard, well ease dropped. OK I listened shamefully and actually had to quicken my step to make sure I didn’t miss any of it. The kid had me hooked with the first couple of lines of his story
“My dogs names?.”
“Ok, it all started when my roommate cold-cocked me. As I fell to my knees I heard him scream,
‘No body uses my Tea Towels!’
And then he slammed out the door. I sat back on my heels, held my cheek in my hand, and thought of the first time I was punched in the face. My father and I were in the kitchen. His fist smashed into my cheek and snapped my head back into the refrigerator. I wanted to kick him but all I could do was be sarcastic,
‘Why don’t you move my head to the left and even out the dent, Dad? Good one, full contact on my cheek! What no body shots?’
My father was drunk. A neighbor of ours, a 22 year old alcoholic himself, heard the yelling, came in, brought me home, gave me a beer, and told me that I better spend the night with him.
I was 14. And here I was 5 years later holding my cheek after my roommate had just punched me in the face because I was sarcastic about the use of his tea towels. I just lost my job and it was very foggy. I needed to change my luck. It was August, August 12th, The Persieds meteor shower peaked on August 12th. Peak is the day you can see the most meteors, the day the earth moves through the densest part of a comet’s tail. In August the earth travels through the comet Swift-Tuttle’s tail and you see shooting stars or meteors or would see them if there wasn’t so much fog! So I went to the Planetarium. I scrunched myself down into a comfortable red chair and with the lights out and some astronomer droning on about the discovery of Perseids radii, I woke up hours later alone in the dark. Not muted soft light but lights turned off. I felt my way along the seat backs to the EXIT sign and tried the door, it was locked. Then I turned around and saw the oblong dark of the projector.
I bashed my knees a couple of times on backs of the chairs trying to get to the projector, they are all connected like a pew, until I finally ran into a half wall with a small door. Inching sideways I got in and found a panel with lots of knobs and some switches. I flipped switches and turned knobs so fast that constellations and streams of meteors, blinked in and out. The moon rose and set. Textbook visions of the solar system appeared, Jupiter, Levy-Jennings impact sites, Io, Europa and its water ice layer, Mar’s red desert, Saturn’s rings, Neptune’s blue, and the Uranus weather, all in blinks. Suddenly the lights boomed on and I heard,
‘What do you think you are doing?’
So I told him,
‘Making a wish.’
A cop and a security guard stood in the open doorway. The cop came and dragged me off.
‘Let’s go.’
I tried to explain but he badgered me with questions about how I had gotten in, cuffed me and put into the back of his police car. We drove through the park passed the Legion of Honor, then the Japanese monument, and finally headed toward the Presidio. The fog had lifted and the sky was clear. The dashboard clock said 2AM, and the Persieds peaked. As we approached the Lands End Sign, I saw a brilliant shooting star fall in between the two towers of the Golden Gate Bridge! The cop saw me smiling in his rearview mirror and said,
‘Pretty, isn’t it?’
I made my wish. The cop ran down a dog. She wasn’t dead so the cop and I picked her up; he seemed to have forgotten that he’d arrested me and removed my handcuffs so I could help. We maneuvered the dog on to my lap in the back seat. The cop called over the radio and woke the vet up. He raced to the Animal Hospital and blared the sirens the whole way! The dog panted so fast that my body shook like I had just put a quarter into a Magic Fingers. The cop just kept saying over and over,
‘Oh My God, I didn’t see it, I just didn’t see it!’
In the waiting room we didn’t talk, but I could not stop tapping my foot. The stray’s blood was drying on the knees of my genes. The cop, Bill (I read the name on his badge) paced like an expectant father. When the vet finally came out we leapt to our feet and met him before he got all the way into the waiting room.
‘The dog was dead.’
The vet told us that he was able to save two of the puppies. The stray was pregnant but not to full term and there were a couple that just might be big enough to make it. He led us back to the examination room and there on the examination table were two tiny gold puppies with their eyes closed; no bigger than your fist. I turned and looked at the Vet and could see that he was sizing us up. The cop- Bill, and I received all sorts of instructions about the proper care necessary, what to feed them, how to use an eye dropper and bottle to administer medicine and food and walked back out to Bill’s police car with our arms full of towel rapped puppies. I was settled in the back seat surrounded by liquid food, eye droppers and puppies when Bill asked,
‘How did you end up in the Planetarium anyway?’
I laughed and asked if he minded people using his tea towels. He said no, as long as they washed them. I laughed again, told him my story, and asked him if he needed a roommate.
So for the past three years Bill and I have been taking care of these dogs, Swift and Tuttle. Bill works, I cook, clean, do the wash (especially tea towels), care for him and the dogs. I named them after the comet that sent me that shooting star and to the planetarium in the first place.”
Then the two dog owners sat down to let their dogs run in the meadow, and after a comfortable silence, I heard the old beagle owner say,
“Funny isn’t it, sometimes you get what you wish for.”

© 2009 Leigh Radtke All rights reserved.

STORY TELLING AT FARLEY'S
with
storytelling, poetry, spoken word and music

on the 3rd Tuesday of every month!
the next is: Tuesday, April 21st
7:00-9:00

featuring
Bill Alvarado, Keith Cooley, Margaret Cooley, Marvin Ramos, Obo Help, Kate Frankel, John Harrison, Phyllis Holiday, Leah Hunter, Lee Jenkins, Geoffrey Lake, Leigh Radtke, Alice Rogoff, Tinker, Ron Jones and Susan Ford

Open Mic to follow
5 minute poetry, 8 minute stories

Info: Susan Ford
415.474.5580 suford@earthlink.net

Farley’s
1315 18th Street
San Francisco 94107
415.648.1545
www.farleyscoffee.com

New Poems and Stories at Farley's

I recited a couple of my poems this past Feb 10th; at Farley's. There were Story Tellers, other poets and muscians there that night, fun fun fun! Don't miss the next stories, music, and poems at Farley's on March 24th!!!
One of my poems was inspired by some incredible art work by the German street art duo Herakut. http://www.herakut.de/ (see the image above as well as check out their website)
They are a collaborative team of artists that produce incredible images of women, creatures, and people. The images are full of tension and the paintings have something to say; so much so that I wrote a poem about them. The specific exhibit that inspired the poem was called "Streichelzoo". Here is a blurb from Juxtapose magazine describing Herakut's show at the Carmichael Gallery of Contemporary Art , http://www.carmichaelgallery.com/ . "Artwork featured will include a combination of spray paint with charcoal, watercolors, and other paints on a variety of media, including wood, canvas, and paper. Streichelzoo means "petting zoo" in German, an apt label for a showcase of the quirky cast of creatures about to enter Carmichael Gallery. The artwork in the show embraces a brand new phase in Herakut's artistic evolution, as they continue to take risks and blend their signature styles into one unique, refreshing urban voice." Well, well enough said here is my poem,

Beauty Is Me 1-28-09
Leigh Radtke

I saw some art the other day. Realistic paintings of girls with antlers
bunny ears
a wolf nose
and yellow eyes

Beautiful bodies
not model pretty but women pretty

Big hips, breasts the right size and thighs that made the hips look small
in poses of defiance
Challenge
Determination
As if to say conventional wisdom be dammed

Beauty is me

I have antlers to fend off you nay say-ers you Barbie lovers
A wolf nose to smell you
Bunny ears to hear you
And yellow eyes to see you in the dark

Beauty is Me

LOVE ME


There will be another Story Telling, Poem Reciting, Music night at Farley's, 1315 18th Street, San Francisco, 94107 on Tuesday March 24th at 7PM

Happy New Year and 2008 wrap up

Happy New Year!!!

Well my storytelling debut went great btw- my audience laughed and listened- I was terrific - if I do say so myself and I am working on new stories for 2009.  I copied below my poem - I told two stories and recited one of my poems, here is the poem, Green is Low Risk

According to the Homeland Security Advisory System,

The United States government's national threat level is Elevated, or Yellow.

The U.S. threat level is High, or Orange, for all domestic and international flights.

However there continues to be no credible, specific intelligence to suggest an imminent threat to the homeland at this time.¹

In the war on terror nothing is as it seems

Sheep herders no longer herd sheep they ride the subways with bombs

Religious piety is violent fundamentalism and wears a scarf.

We must be vigilant and see what is not there

Why even the colors are no longer just colors

Red is severe, orange high, yellow elevated, blue is guarded

and green low risk.

 

Red is delighted by its new position on top of the warning pallet

and can often be heard humming,

“♪duck and cover♫, ♪duck and cover♫”

Orange not used to such a lofty status has everyone line up, empty their pockets and put the contents in a tray

Yellow dramatically sighs and drinks mint juleps in the heat

Blue is withdrawn, stays inside and watches TV, mostly reruns of ROME

Green resents the new color relations and scatters scandals to the media

Orange is the love child of red and yellow. Orange is not even complementary. Yellow has a drinking problem. Blue covers 70% of the planet. Beware Blue tyranny! Red fears the blue menace! Primary Power Rules! Red will bleed us all and still not admit to oranges parentage.

But no matter how public opinion blushes

Red is a color lost in a sunset
overwhelmed by Yellow
Orange a cross over color
is the bridge between
Pink is another peace maker
Sky Blue a negotiation
Aquamarine a compromise
but Green
Green lends itself to any other color
and always stays Green

Leigh Radtke

1. http://www.dhs.gov/xinfoshare/programs/Copy_of_press_release_0046.shtm

Day of the Dead 2008 was a great show full of amazing art. I took away  from this a better understanding of ritual and the need to hear your ancestors stories- to get their take on the events of their lives, memories are important and I want to encourage everyone to put those memories up to your lips and blow. 

I also discovered that I need to make very large pinwheels! Stay tuned for news on that front. 

Art wise the end of the year did not involve any other shows for me other than the Day of the Dead and all my creativity centered on story telling, writing and creating my own gift bags.

CHEERS