Ms. Bathtub

Musings from Carye Bye of Portland, Ore.

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Location: Portland, Ore., United States

I may be Ms. Bathtub, but I hardly ever take baths.. I do shower that is, so don't worry!

I am the director of the Bathtub Art Museum and also run my own printing card & novelties business under the name Red Bat Press. I live in the great bike fun-friendly city of Portland.

I'm always up for a good adventure; however anything goes here.

Friday, March 24, 2006

Gin Kitten Finds Pants!

Yesterday I got a call from Kate telling me that the brown cord pants that I "swore I left at her house" were finally found, by none other than Gin Kitten who was playing in the front closet and dragged them out from the depths. Well the truth is there was a whole bag of clothes I had left the night of my Vanna-ing (See post below) and Gin had pulled out a mysterious bra out of the front closet, and with further investigation the rest of the clothes were found. Thank you Gin Kitten! While Gin Kitten sometimes is a heroine, she also gets into all sorts of naughty kitten behavior like knocking down glasses and breaking them, or running around on tables, counters, or desks that are off limits to kittens.

Soon after I heard the news of my pants, I stopped for a visit. Between chocolate pudding, licorice, spiced tea & biscuits, I photographed Gin, or at least tried to. I discovered that cheap digital cameras take poor pet photos since the shutter is delayed by a second when you push the button, and with a fast crazy playful kitten, getting a great shot is quite hard. I did take a few cute ones and especially like "Gin as Pillow" (pictured) and the ones of Kate and Gin. See the rest of the photos to see all this cuteness I'm talking about! Ps. Gin is having her own 1st birthday on May 1st and only friends of Gin are allowed to come. So that means me!

Clever ReUse

This weekend I went for a short walk in my inner North Portland neighborhood and discovered a carport roof made out of Nike display graphics.

This clever reuse was especially great to see because I used to have a job shipping those exact same grapics that are about 2 x 3 feet and mounted on board. These store display graphics would be changed out 4 times a year, and sent to 100s of stores - which equals A LOT of waste since the matierals are most likely dumped after use. I was happy to see something I thought would be thrown away put to some good use.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Move by Bike!

Portland, Oregon never ceases to amaze me. It's becoming the norm for my friends to move by bike. Yeah you read that right, by bike. In fact, a couple weekends ago I finally participated in my first bike move - it was hardly the first locally, I know of at least 10+ other bike moves that have happened over the last couple years.

Debbie DeRose was moving out of her corner "purple palace" home in the North Mississippi area down the road 4 miles to Kenton (home of a giant Paul Bunyan). Debbie announced a move date and the start location on local bike listserve SHIFT with a promise of pizza and beer at the end to whoever showed up. I don't have a bike trailer yet, but I wanted to take part as I had yet to see someone move by bike, and Debbie's starting location was only 6 or so blocks from my house. Around 15 - 20 folks showed up with some of the biggest amazing bike trailers I've seen. There wasn't a couch or bed on this move, but a huge stove, lots of chairs, and miscellaneous desks. I filled my side basket and pannier, added another box on top of my rack, and then strapped a foam pad on top of that. Moving went smoothly and was fun. Debbie pointed out what was going, and everyone just moved boxes onto their bikes and trailers. We made signs, drank coffee, and wandered Debbie's emptying house. And in no time we were biking parade style down Interstate Avenue, showing off all the lamps, shoes, & chairs we had piled on the back of our bikes. Moving by Bike is about community and helping others out, but it's also about showing off what human powered vehicles (our bikes) can do. Once at Debbie's new pad - a small cabin she can call her own without roomates - we gobbled up pizza and drinks before we finished the job by moving Debbie's things inside. The move was done in about 3 hours. Check out the photos that Dat snapped (mine coming soon).

Wanna get in on the Bike Move Fun?? Another move by bike has been announced for my friends Bruce and Carla who are moving from the same 'hood as Debbie to St. Johns. This move is dubbed the P*P*B*M - Puppet Parade Bike Move because Bruce & Carla are part of the MudEye Puppet Company so they have a lot of cardboard puppet heads to move. The move is set for Sunday, April 9th. Unfortunately I can't help, as I'm selling my art at the new Crafty Wonderland debut art sale at Doug Fir that day.

Thursday, March 16, 2006

Aunt Carye

Wow, It just dawned on me. I'm officially now an Aunt! My only sibling, my sister Sarah had a baby boy early Tuesday (4:35 am), March 14th in the Minneapolis area in Minnesota. My new nephew was 8 pounds, 11 ounces, and 20 1/2 inches long. My mom says he has dark hair, and is long and lanky. No name yet for this wee one. I'll update with more info as I get it. Is it Aunt or Ant?

Drumroll.. we have a name... Andy Scott Killorin. Scott is my Dad's name.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

I was Vanna

What a night - I was blonde with shimmery gold eyelids and long (fake) lashes, wearing a perfect custom-fitted midnight blue ball gown with gold sparkly leaf & flower accents.

My only job was to be pretty and to hold my arms out with flair during the live auction. It was the first WASTE-NOT art auction at the Tazo Tea warehouse in the Produce Row district in SE Portland. SCRAP (School & Community Resource Action Project) was one of the local do-good non-profits the auction would benefit, and when one of the co-directors Joanna Dyer asked me to be a Vanna. I said, YES!

Of course all the real work would happen before the Saturday night affair on March 4th. Lucky for me, Kate Maresh signed on to be my personal stylist, committing to make my dress from scrap from SCRAP, do my makeup and let me borrow her blonde wig for the night...


Meanwhile the Vanna pool grew to 4 Vannas: Joanna, Ayleen, Carol & I. In fact a beauty competition brokeout amongst us - Who would come up with the best Vanna ensemble - Ayleen had won a free MaryKay makeover; Carol was working on an outfit that was "more Price as Right", and I heard rumors about a dress that Joanna had made out of an inflatable alligator, but than scrapped it after realizing it was too hot and unbreathable to wear. On my end of town, Kate magically turned scrappy fabric pieces into a fabulous fitted sleeveless 50s dress with poofy crinoline underneath (without a pattern!). The best example of reuse in the outfit were the shimmery pantyhose knee-highs that hung off the shoulder and waist as accents.


On the night of the event I arrived at Kate's house, late, sweaty from biking across town, I quickly jumped into the shower, "Five minutes only" Kate called out, and soon we began Operation Beauty Makeover. Earlier that day, Kate had fixed up "my hair" (the blonde wig) into a french twist with gold leaves -- so all there was to do was make-uping and wig applying before dressing. And of course all that takes more time than you think. Kate has a background in theatre, so lucky for me, she had a whole case of excellent stage makeup that would last all night. As she applied thick layers of makeup to my face, she reminded me that I must under no circumstances go to bed without wiping the make-up off or it will be pimple-city on my face. For the first time, I wore fake eyelashes and I loved the dramatic gold sparkle eye shadow Kate applied to my lids. While making me up, Kate explained and passed on wisdom of beauty techniques. The best advice she gave me is how to put on a wig properly. Instead of pulling my hair back into a ponytail, I had to pin down my hair into little curls with two bobby pins each - not one, she repeated, you must always use two pins. Once my hair was pinned down (not a bad look really on its own!), my new hair-do was set on and also pinned in place. As Kate pushed the pins in and they scraped my scalp, she reminded me that BEAUTY IS PAIN. Ah the clock with ticking, our Monte Carlo Ride was waiting - I wanted to bike, but with the wig, makeup, and dress, it was too much. So we quickly finished up, I got dressed and off to event we sped.


The warehouse was gorgeously transformed for this affair. Art hung in 1/3 of the space. A Buffet table sat between the silent auction and live auction/table area. Kegs and Ice sat in beautiful claw-foot bathtubs waiting to be guzzeled down. I was surprised how many artists I knew in the art show (Justin Scrappers, Mary Tapogna, Janet Julien to name a few) - for some reason I thought the art they were soliciting was from the top well-known regional artists (i.e. people I don't know). Slowly one by one the other Vannas arrived. At one point the volunteer coordinator attempted to switch me from 'vanna' to a ‘spotter’ during the auction, I protested that I didn't have my glasses - and besides I didn't spend three days getting ready for this to be a spotter. I was to be Vanna, and that was that. The 4 Vannas gathered to get ready for our show-time for the Live Auction. I thought we’d be on stage (would I trip?), but instead the live auction art was to stay put to the side of the stage. Our job would be simply to gather around the piece being auctioned off, so people could see what they were bidding on. Vanna #1 was Joanna - she wore a slinky green strapless, a giant bag made out of Tazo tea wrappers on her shoulder, hot black boots graced her feet, and top it off she wore a blonde long wig - she looked like Donnatella Versace! Vanna #2, Ayleen, had made her own skin-showing zipper dress in black and red - and told us her sad story of her MaryKay makeover gone wrong - the lady wasn't allowed to touch her face, so Ayleen had to apply all her own makeup and there was nothing glamorous in her kits. Vanna #3 was me, and Vanna #4 was Carol who made a truly scrappy colorful outfit that would look great between Bob Barker and a jetski on the Price is Right. Her see-through vinyl skirt filled with cds, paint swatch suspenders, purple tights, and shuttlecock/cd hat were amazing. She ended up being pulled into the role of spotter, but didn’t seem to mind. We loved posing for photos, and the live auction was a lot of fun. When I finally got home - my make-up and hair still looked good - and then the tedious take-down began. I must have taken 30 bobby pins out of my hair, and scrubbing all that makeup took a lot of elbow grease. Ah it was fun being Vanna, but I'm glad it was a one-time experience as I'm a get-up-and-go kind of gal!

See the photographic VISUALS of the night!

Monday, March 06, 2006

Adventure in your town!

When you move to a new city, you explore. But then a few years past, you settle into your job, your friends, and your hangouts. Lucky for us in Portland, the Urban Adventure League reminds us to explore and learn about the place we live. Shawn Granton lead a small group of us on a walking tour from Goose Hollow to Council Crest (highest point in Portland) this Saturday.

The weather was on our side, as it was warm & clear - which means we had a great day to view all the nearby mountains: Mt Hood, Mount St. Helens, and a little bit of Mt. Rainier. Shawn leads both walking tours and bicycle tours -and I've tried out both. The walking tours are especially great because the slower pace allows for Shawn to talk more about the history of the area. And Shawn does his research for all his adventures, complete with an accompanying take-home zine and map. On this particular tour we winded our way up through some interesting SW hills neighborhoods - hidden stairways, and secret back paths we hiked as Shawn pointed out where the old Portland Heights Cable Car line used to be or the Elementary school Matt Groening went to (Ainsworth). At the top we enjoyed a picnic lunch, each with a sense of pride that we had hiked up and explored our way to the top.

A Super-hero time at the Library

My friend Liz Marsh, former Portlander, now lives in Oakland, California and is going to graduate school. On her blog she has informed us that Spiderman has taken a day off of fighting evil crime, to help her work in the library. You must check out her photos of this super hero in super library action!