Sometimes you just want a nice refreshing beverage.  Today its cranberry juice, orange juice and what else…water.  Sometimes a nice lemonade, especially on these hot summer days, but I like to cut my lemonade with, you guessed it, water. Cool, clear water… i wish i knew the rest of that lyric. Pretty amazing, the h2o, drink, bathe in it, swim in it, pretty amazing stuff. I have know  idea of where i am going with this water thing. If I were a good pitchman, I’d introduce some water product that I was selling on my website. The only product like that that I considered selling for a hot minute at the store was this filter you put on your tap that made the water turn blue.  I’ll try to find a link so you can see for yourself.   Its cool, but even thought superfluous.  Here it is. Light up Tap Water… cool

Perfect summer night here at the beach. Crickets, cicadas, ocean waves, ocean breeze, dark sky, stars. Couldn’t be luckier. Feel like shit. Low ebb, no ocean pun intended. What am I doing. The website so doesn’t work. I am not really working it. The blog looms larger than life everyday. The beach store won’t resolve itself… what what what am i supposed to be doing. Write. Write. Right? I had a daydream this afternoon… I was standing before God/dess and he said, yes, it was god, I told you all along what to do. Write, that’s what you always wanted to do… and you kept asking, what am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to do.  Well the only difference between regular people and artists is that they do it.  Like is Sophia Coppola sitting at her computer right now writing a new movie? When do you think she writes? Do you think she has to clean the toilets and empty the garbage and then sit down to write her screen plays? “Bird By Bird” says Anne Lamott, who doesn’t have a website or a blog. I wonder what she thinks of them. and What do the authors of “The Artists Way”think of all this blogging. isnt’ it really just public morning pages? So for a moment after my mind is crystallizing into a hyper caffeinated state, I wonder why not go all the way. The brand is there. Exploit everything at every level, write everything, how the website sucks, how I am totally ignoring it, how beautiful it is here in the beach ghetto, how totally wonderful it was to have summer camp reunion with my original bunkmates 35 years later AT the camp. Don’t be held back by the  store site, go above and beyond.  OH WHAT A NIGHT. Michellewould be proud of that kind of thinking. And everyone loves Michelle, its where I started.  God only knows. and here is a picture of the camp girls at 15 years old for good measure.  If you’re good maybe I’ll show you the reunion shot.

I know I know I know. I suck. I just couldn’t look at the website or think of anything to say on the blog. BUT I am coming back, like a phoenix from the ashes like a good old fashioned ressurection.  I will be starting the email newsletter, the website is getting a new face and I just had a reunion with the girls I went to summer camp with  (at our camp!) when I was 9-15 years old.  What a trip.  don’t go way. keep looking at the site, http://www.nancynancy.com remember to click through to each category and it wouldn’t kill ya to buy something.

Richard Hell that is… Hell this is… Fifth Avenue is a dream away. The website is in total limbo… my creativity is on hold, yet it was a perfectly beautiful summer day. 75 and sunny all day. All I can do is shake my head and pray for guidance. How’s that, too pathetic? Transistion is a hell of a thing.

Hey Hey.  Well… the bottom fell out, what more can I say, it was just a matter of time. The topper was someone calling for the landlords name,because they were interested in the space, like I left to go pick blueberrys.  damn.  Well. the door is closed the window is a long way down the dark hallway today. The new web page can’t go up because I ran out of money. I never should have agreed to an animated logo… The new freelance work keeps cancelling dates, The moon is full like a big pizza pie. Mercury is due to edge out of retrograde any minute now… but things are still really screwed up. I know I am supposed to be grateful, and not think about the future but blah blah blah to that.

Well, the last boxes were packed, the shelves were moved to reveal the original “writing on the wall” by Kelley Kap, a true inspiration and muse. Kelley is the artist who created NancyNancy. It isso hard and such a sturggle to be creative, show creativity and share creativity. I learned that 1/2 the struggle of being an artist is not giving up on your vision. As I move into my new life, and NancyNancy take on a new incarnation… I hope to get back to one of the original ideas of NancyNancy… to aide, inspire and support artists of all mediums… and mediums of all artists, including my own…art. Stay tuned, Check in and send art… stay inspired.

WELL… its all over but the crying. That never seems to end. The store is closed and we are packing it up into boxes to be moved into storage until it all gets unpacked again, probably at NancyNancy@theBeach. Thats not a site or anything, I just like the name. The official closing day, last Saturday the 24th was really nice, as closing your business after 10 years can be nice. There were lots of hugs and cupcakes and flowers and I’ve probably seen almost every special customer from the past 10 years. Just a few hold outs. It was really loving and satisfying. I actually showed up and experienced the entire day with the appropriate emotional responses. Quite Mature I must say. Maura and I even managed to go see London through the telescope at Fulton Landing, on the 125th anniversary of the Brooklyn Bridge, very cool and to top off the Brooklyn experience we wandered into St. Anns Warehouse and  stumbled upon the tiny toy theater museum. What could make me happier than a combo, of miniatures and theater. Truly inspiring and an amazing way to end the Brooklyn Days of our lives… The next day I was “stupid tired” I couldn’t even string a sentence together.  It was a beautiful almost warm Memorial Day weekend. Enjoyed Hot Dogs, Hamburgers and a small town parade. How much better does it get? For the moment I am grateful.  Thank you to everyone who has bought a card or a fairy, or a mini jesus, or just wandered around and laughed. So many people talked about finding refuge in the store. So what if I didn’t make any money. I think I said before, how cool is it to be a fond memory in someones life? Very Very Cool. I humblyThank You.

TWO days to go. I must say I am about ready to close the doors. It seems I have been closing for months and months now, the conversation is hard to continue to have over and over again. Rent. Lease, Landlords. Ruining the Avenue. All the Empty stores.   The strange thing, I guess not so strange is that no one knows I am closing. I should have been more forthright, instead of just “outta here spring 2008″.  OH Well.  Sigh. Then again, I do find my self crying at the strangest times. The final street fair was kind of a bust, the rains came. Leo was with me. We saw all the families  and kids who grew up with us. I am happy that I will be a fond memory for some children. The fat old lady it the store with all the cool little stuff, what was the name of that store. Cat butts?.    The family band played, while selling handmade clothes for American Girl Dolls. Couldn’t be farther from my aesthetic, but I love that family. Jennifer, her husband, whose name I never remember, Hans, Evangeline, and Ruby. Ruby who made the most beautiful little miniatures inspired by my collection.  I guess there is a reason I haven’t been able to blahhhg, it just makes me cry. The other thing that keeps happening is I am getting confused at the cash register… after 10 years I can’t ring up a sale. Maybe that’s because I am using a new blackberry. I transferred my store phone number to a mobile phone. Modern Technology, what a wonder. Now all I have to do is figure out the miniature buttons and get a magnifying glass to see the icons on the screen. But, keep those cards and letters coming. On the subject of incoming.. I am very excited about my answered prayer for a web tech.  My friend Peter came to my rescue and we are working on a new home page for NancyNancy.com and I am very excited. Yes, I said it I AM VERY EXCITED.  Lets just leave it at that.