Playing with cact-eyes in my yard

I have a problem. My art practice generally revolves around putting things onto other things. #thingsonthings

That could mean painting monsters onto landscapes, or gluing mini soldiers onto lamp posts for made-up micro missions, or more recently, painting eyes onto sunglasses and hanging them on my prickly pear plants.

My boyfriend, Scottie Campbell, is notoriously patient with me for letting me put weird things around the yard. I think it all hinges on a deep-seated feeling that if people leaving the bar next door see my “art” then they won’t be so inclined to pee in my lawn. It’s working … kind of. I still have to keep the motion-activated sprinkler out there though.

I get a lot of free sunglasses from all of the events that I attend and I’m a pack rat which means there’s a basket on top of my fridge where I throw all the sunglasses I take home and then never look at them again. So I do a regular culling of them and paint a quick set of eyeballs on them then plop them on my cacti out front to keep an eye on those aforementioned drunks.

It’s a win-win.