I’m a sucker for art. Rad, indie, quirky, original art. I think there might be over 100 pieces hanging up in my house (another 100 in the basement), but, without a doubt, the first thing everyone comments on is my four part print set of the Golden Girls. Those ladies steal the show!
Rachel Wallis, the artists behind the set recently released a print of another one of my all-time favorite people: Dolly Parton.
When Rachel emailed me about this, I was pretty shocked because I have a Google alert set up to tell me anytime the words “Dolly Parton Painting” graces the internet. This piece is even better than a painting, it’s a lino cut print poster. At $15 a pop, this is the type of original art I love best – the kind that leaves me with leftover money to buy lipstick and ample hair extensions.
As Dolly says, “It takes a lot of money to look this cheap.”
Confession: I used to think Dolly Parton was my mother.
Not like I wished she was my mother, I just felt like she was my mother. Yes, I was confused.
I had this friend, Heather, who was adopted, and when I’d be over at her house and her mom would ask her to do something mildly unpleasant, Heather would get upset and go all YOU CAN’T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT, YOU AREN’T MY REAL MOM!... and then Heather’s mom would back down and go to the kitchen and then five minutes later Heather and I would get a visit and from her weepy eyed mom carrying a plate of cookies. I didn’t know who Heather’s “real mom” was, but I liked the concept of there being an alternative out there in the mist. A girl likes choices, you know? I decided my alternative mom, my real mom, was Dolly. I kept that to myself but then one time my mom was in a huff over my schoolwork, so I tried that “not my real mom” line on her. Bad move. She —still fresh off the 49 hours of hard labor I put her through years earlier— got mad and told me to go get my “real mom” so the two of them could discuss the matter in private…
And why not?
SHE’S ON TOUR WITH KENNY ROGERS.
When she gets back from touring with Kenny Rogers do you think she is going to do this homework for you?
Like hell she is! Get your butt back to work.
DOLLY WOULDN’T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT!!!!
Dolly wouldn’t need her mother to do her homework for her in the first place.
And that became the running line….
Dolly wouldn’t need help tying her shoes. Dolly wouldn’t forget to say thank you. Dolly wouldn’t complain about picking up the dog poop.
It was a great motivating factor back then and still is today.
Some people, in moments of adversity, ask, What would Jesus do?
I usually ask, What would Dolly Do? It has yet to steer me wrong.
Speaking of weird people who think Dolly Parton is their mother, check out For the Love of Dolly sometime. It’s a documentary following the lives of Dolly Parton’s biggest fans. It’s sweet and creepy and does a good job of making the viewer, any viewer, feel like a normal and well-adjusted human being. Check it out.
Speaking of stuff to check out…Interested in seeing more of Rachel’s artwork? Like her Golden girls suite for $10,50, or a Willie Nelson portrait for $16.00? Click here to see more. Or if you are in Chicagoland, you can find her work on sale at Four Sided and Two Sided, Paperish Mess, or, she’ll be at the Chicago Flea Market in Wicker Park on May 5th.