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Rachael Leighton

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Rachael trades me Headless Gabriel for Bad Kid

Rachael doing her impression of Bad Kid

Rachael was kind enough to tolerate some of my "interview" questions.

She was the winner of the 2010 bARTer Sauce Trade Off. She competed against another Sauce trader for the Bad Kid painting. They each submitted their trade offer and stories and then folks voted on who I should trade with by leaving comments. Rachael won! Yay! She's a winner!

Have some fun learning basically nothing important about her: 

Q: What size books do you prefer? 

Headless Gabriel

Original Owner: 
IncogNEATo
Headless Gabriel - an item on bARTer Sauce

Rachel's Story About Headless Gabriel

I find that when I make dolls out of socks they come out a whole lot dumber than the other dolls I make. Perhaps it's because I fill their heads with less stuffing fluff so the socks don't stretch out too much. One particular doll of mine truly shines as far as stupidity.

I Found An Alternate Dimension In A Hole In My Sock Painting

Original Owner: 
IncogNEATo
Alternate Dimension In A Hole In My Sock Painting
Alternate Dimension In A Hole In My Sock Painting

Rachael's Story About "I Found An Alternate Dimension In A Hole In My Sock Painting"

My favorite argyle sock. Missing for ages, now its little nose pokes out from underneath the dryer like a suspicious weasel. I make a dive for it as if, after its first taste of freedom it might try to make a break for it, back to the unknown lint-filled worlds beneath the large appliance. I snatch it and promptly wrangle it onto my foot, "You shall not escape me again!" (I don't know why I'm so stern toward it, it IS my favorite sock...) Adequately socked and shod, I sally forth into my day.

Rachael Trades Me Two-Face Jane for Brain Scan

Rachel and a picture of her brain

Since this trade took place through the mail, I subjected Rachel to the normal round of annoyingly inane "interview" questions:

Q: How old are you?
A: 20 if you don't count the part where I was a fetus.

Q: Where did you find out about bARTer Sauce?
A: From the book about The Museum of Bad Art

Q: Did you fall asleep after you finished the doll?

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