You drive us wild, we’ll drive you crazy

I have no words for how proud I am of this:

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It all began when Ron and I stopped at Sullivan Pottery on Route 66 in Missouri a few weeks ago, and I hit the mother lode on cheap concrete lawn gnomes.

Looking over my collection of concrete friends, I thought, “They remind me of the Something-or-Other Army.”

The term I was trying to come up with was “Terracotta Army.” But the term that kept inserting itself into the sentence was “KISS Army.”

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This, of course, immediately conjured up images of lawn gnomes wearing KISS makeup — an image so gloriously ludicrous that I was powerless to resist the compulsion to turn it into reality.

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I can’t explain it, either. I’ve found that when I feel a creative outburst coming on, it’s usually best just to roll with it and not ask too many questions.

I’m not sure why I started with Paul Stanley. It just seemed like the thing to do at the time. I’ll post pictures of his bandmates as soon as I finish painting them.

Emily