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Our stunt arm antics fail to amuse and delight you, do they? Very well then, how about some portraits of LOVELY HOUSEHOLD BRUSHES?
Now that's the stuff.
The other night, I dreamt that Jane started speaking. She had just done some small task successfully, picking up a water bottle or something of the sort, and piped, "I win!" in a clear sweet tiny voice.
"Ohhhh," we said, "how cute!"
She waved her prize in the air, beamed and said again, just as sweetly, "I win!... bitches."
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The first brush is the loveliest.
Posted by: anon #n | 11/19/2010 at 01:48 PM
It always makes me happy to go to craft fairs and see people selling artisanal brooms. Something I never would have thought of in a million years, and that sounds silly when I say it; but they are lovely. I like that whisk broom that nestles into the dust pan.
Posted by: The Modesto Kid | 11/19/2010 at 02:47 PM
I have the bottom brush too.
Posted by: Betty m | 11/19/2010 at 05:41 PM
It's the twiggy middle brush that floats my boat. So attractively free of intertwined hair, sticky crumbs and god knows what.
Posted by: Nellig | 11/20/2010 at 08:09 AM
Streamlined moderne No. 1 makes me yearn to grab it & get to work!
Posted by: Ray Davis | 11/20/2010 at 10:28 AM
How kind and indulgent you all are! I really do have a special fondness for brooms and brushes, and it is a pleasure to have it echoed back to me.
The first one fits in the hand wonderfully and does have a certain (non-fascist) Vorticism to it. The bottom one that Betty also has is cunning, the way it fits into its own dust pan, and also has very well chosen bristles for its mandated task of brushing crumbs off a table--just soft enough without being uselessly floppy. And Nellig, I in fact bought the twiggy middle one precisely because its predecesor was so obnoxiously unwilling to surrender its clinging stash of hair and crumbs and tenacious lint wads.
Posted by: redfox | 11/20/2010 at 11:16 PM
Where do you find such wonderfully appealing utilitarian objects?
Also, tell dream Jane I almost choked on my sesame cracker.
Posted by: Amy | 11/21/2010 at 11:42 PM
I sense a coffee-table book in the making... Sweepers and Scrubbers: Floored by Passion. Or somesuch.
And glad to see Jane is developing her 'street' language. ALways useful.
Posted by: Lumpy badger | 11/23/2010 at 03:27 PM