I was introduced to artist Janet Hill's work last night when I was working on Dionne's 'favorite things' post over at The BSP. That's when I swallowed a bunch of crazy cake, because Janet's work made my heart palpitate and my eyes water. I completely became sidetracked with what I was doing and instead of working I started clicking through her shop to try to figure out which piece would look best in my new flat. I don't do decisions well. I was then detoured to her blog and well like a drunk that shouldn't pick up the phone I decided to email Janet and let her know how in love I was with her work. I suppose for individuals that haven't had the pleasure to have 'met' me either in person or by reading the Blahg, I may come off as a little out of my mind with enthusiasm (or just out of my mind). Gushing would be an understatement. I am sure I scared the paintbrush out of her hand but that could have been by the 3rd email. What can I say? I get excited. I still haven't figured which print to add to my collection. I am thinking her work would look best in multiples and now I have to go back to my obsessive perusing and try to decide how many and what. Oh the pain. I love each piece more than the next. I love her ladies, dresses and shoes. I not only want her paintings I want the wardrobe's she creates. I want to slip into one of her her elegant world's and lounge on a velvet chaise in my long chiffon dress with matching shoes and purse, hair coiffed just so. I am just madly in love with her work and I only wish I could afford to buy an original.
