November 2008 Archives

holy grail achieved for laser artist

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face on rollFINALLY, I achieved something I've been thinking, salivating, dreaming of doing for over a year now - laser etch SomeThing on the innard of a toilet paper roll.

can you see it? that's not Jesus or his mom. that is me. there, I said it, put it on the web, it must be true.

no, really. I saw it etch out with my own eyes. and the picture is enhanced a bit so it shows up better online although this material doesn't darken much.

so why did it take me so long? I just had to build a little jig to hold it. needed to make it heavier so it would turn properly. but the photo is wider than it should be because the jig has a narrower diameter than the roll. will improve it so the turning radius matches the toilet paper roll - or make my artwork narrower next time.

I can sleep now.

Jesus likes my doily

How could I have forgotten to post this picture from the Exotic Erotic Ball?? I knew Jesus was with me in all this doily-makin'.

get yours ~ Thanks for the Orgasm micro-doilies!

Get your micro-doilies for all your friends at the Post-Postcard Show

Also, stock up on fun succulent penis doilies. Some are ..j..u..s..t.. about six inches long. And some are even 8 inches, I'm pretty sure!

All of this is happening at The Lab in San Francisco Dec 5,6,7 at a most unusual and eclectic art show and sale. I hope to be there opening night. Come by and say Hi!



doily - how do you spell that?

doilie, doileys, dolly - people misspell it and mispronounce it. I just hang out to see where they're headed. sure enough they're not talking about dolls. they just haven't heard the word in a long time and aren't really sure.

as I was signing up for the Exotic Erotic Ball last month, David Stay on the other end of the line (who gave me permission to use his real name) asked me what kind of art I did.

Me: well, I ... uh ... make erotic doilies.
He: ... doilies, eh? ... how do you spell that? in all my years of producing this show I don't think I've ever had to type that word.

too much of a good thing spoils the broth

I just noticed that the last several posts I've made are all phallic-focused. Yeah, they are fun little creatures, they appear out of nowhere in thought and sometimes otherwise. But really, there is more to life. Even mine.

I was preparing materials for a light holiday-focused fun laser class a few days ago, playing with spray paint and acrylic. I was showing a friend the series, "I started with this plain snowman here but you know me, I can't leave well enough alone." He replied, "So you moved the carrot nose down to his crotch?" "Heyyy, that never occurred to me." And it was true.

I put my face on it, of course!

etch your banana

Nov 25 I'll be speaking at dorkbot-sf about CO2 lasers and how you can etch your banana as well as just about anything else you can legally stick in a laser. more pics here. come by and say hello!

50 hoops show with the Luv Spider

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I'm getting ready to submit my Luv Spider art piece for the Hoop Show at the Soap Gallery in December.

You can buy it for $50. Opening Saturday Dec 13, 2008 from 6-9pm.

my brain so entertains me. Lisa Mendelson, one of the owners of the Soap Gallery, handed me a hoop a few months ago and invited me to participate in her upcoming show. "Here, you can do anything with it. AnyThing!" she said.

Me: AnyThing?


Me: Ok, I'm in.

my brain sees a spider web. heaven knows why. and a spider. capturing what? penises, of course. and the spider body? in the shape of a heart. one of its legs pops out of the embroidery to catch ... a flying penis which just happens to be passing by inches above the heart spider.

I have no idea where these thoughts come from. she gave me the hoop! it's her fault.

I machine embroidered it and then placed it into a hand embroidery hoop. my kinda statement.

that yellow bugger reminds me of those little fish crackers.

guffaws with doilies

second to having my portrait painted with a penis ... by a penis? ... was catching gazes from the passersby while fondling my antimacassar (antimacassar in use as an antimacassar here and here):


as the crowds slowly passed my table, I would scan their eyes while rubbing my doily up and down. often enough I got my favorite response when someone just busted out laughing. a woman or a man ... they'd nudge their partner to take a look. some did this privately and I pretended not to see. still others saw me and quickly averted my gaze. this totally surprised me at this venue. my booth mates and neighbors had various theories about this, some about how the response could've been so visceral and automatic that the viewer wasn't prepared for it. and it was being elicited by the use of a ... a doily?? I dunno. your guess? as soon as I sensed someone might be uncomfortable, I'd go on to find another set of eyes, searching for that lovely guffaw. if there is a purpose to my life these days, it is to give guffaws, get guffaws, to share in the big guffaw!

Photo courtesy of Richard ChauDavis, my booth neighbor for this event

Exotic Erotic Ball

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Or I could call this post - Pricasso meets When Doilies go Bad.

I, Laura Mappin, showed my wares (actually not like you're thinking but hey, I'll leave it) at this year's Exotic Erotic Art Festival and Ball. I had the most fun when Pricasso painted my portrait. what did he use for a brush? yup. and what did I hold with me in the portrait? take a look ~~~

before we begin

ya know, it sure looked like it would be uncomfortable but he swore it was not and I saw him paint for two days in a row. ok then ...

am i really here sitting for this? umm, i think i asked for it.

picture comes to life

me with doily
and backdrop
at this special painting sitting ...
... all too confusing

now I can't draw or paint even remotely this representatively with any appendage I own. can you?

butt painting. I now have his butt prints forever. on the same page as his cock tip print! see his signature below? he does all the letters with a brush but the last letter is ... an ... O. hilarious!

this whole thing was hilarious the whole way through! I'm laughing now just looking at these pics again.

Tim was fun to meet, a nice guy, graciously answering everyone's questions he's heard so many times before - does it hurt? do you cover it while painting? use any salve? acrylics, right? how do you keep it clean? does stuff get up in there? does it still work? you'll have to see him for the answers.

I have to say I thought I'd be uncomfortable at this event but given my product line, I had to check it out. years ago I wrote on my baubo roars blog about suggesting we have one day a year when it's legal to go around naked, you know, where we all could sit on our front porches naked if we wanted to and not get arrested. It's just because we have these bodies. yes, it's a fact - news flash just in - we all have these fleshy bodies with various erogenous zones. and we do so much to hide that fact, it seems to me. but I thought there'd be groping and a lot of sleaze at this event. and I found there wasn't. one guy did start chatting me up and I told him I wasn't interested and he smiled and left. it was that easy.

now I wonder who you are as the reader of this post. if you've gone to this event before, you're probably thinking finally, I get it. or if you're of the kind who has your own view of what a perfect world would be like and this does not fit, you're probably thinking I just fell over the edge.

I cannot tell you I was comfortable with everything I saw. I was not. I did not like seeing older fully clothed men with bad posture walking around by themselves taking pictures with telephotos. very slimy, man. then there were the groups of younger guys wearing at least three layers of clothing (just to be sure?) walking around gawking. well, hopefully they grow out of it but I have no hope for the older solo men.

I did like being around people who were naked to the level of their own choosing, costumed by choice. I liked seeing men asking women (it usually went this direction) if they could take their picture. I also liked that some women said no and the men respected this. That kind of behavior in any environment is superb.
Many thanks to my good friend Gary for this series of photos.

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