Thursday, March 29, 2007
So the America I loved still exists, if not in the White House or the Supreme Court or the Senate or the House of Representatives or the media. The America I love still exists at the front desks of our public libraries.
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Monday, March 19, 2007
Thursday, March 15, 2007
In those solitary evenings by my fire I found finely spun threads, a pattern, my own story. I opened up the kind of memory that feels like a wistful hankering for something lost or for something that never was. I think most of us have it, this potentially destructive habit of mental record keeping that builds, distorts, then breaks up and spreads into the farthest flung territories of reason and consciousness. What we do is accumulate the pain, collect it like cranberry glass. We display it, stack it up into a pile. Then we stack it up into a mountain so we can climb onto it, waiting for, demanding sympathy, salvation. "Hey, do you see this? Do you know how big my pain is?" We look across at other people's piles and measure them, shouting, "My pain is bigger than your pain." It's all somehow like the medieval penchant for tower building. Each family demonstarted its power with the height of its own personal tower. One more layer of stone, one more layer of pain, each one a measure of power."
Possession was really hard to get into at first (this was my second time attempting to read it). However, somewhere about halfway through the story really grabbed me and made it hard to put down. I must admit that I didn't read a lot of the poetry throughout the book, but I really enjoyed the gradual unfolding the the authors' lives. And Christabel's short fairy tale about the three sisters was written so beautifully! It reminded me of how much I love fairy tales and I forsee borrowing some fairy tale-ish lore from the library soon.
It was a very honest look at the work of a dog shelter in New York. They dealt with the issues of adoption and euthanasia. I volunteered at a local shelter for about a year a while back. The experience has firmly committed me to believing that so-called no-kill shelters are just passing along problems to the county shelters. They are only able to call themselves no-kill because they refuse to take in the sick, the old, and the aggressive dogs. By taking only the most adoptable dogs, they waive their responsibilities to much of the animal population. And then they feel free to point fingers and talk badly about the city-funded shelters.
Monday, March 12, 2007
I love her hair and her googly eyes. Her body is pretty meh - especially the whole arm and hand areas.
I think I need more supplies because all my roving was donated. While I like a lot of the colors (some of which is sparkly), I'd like to be able to work with bright colors of my own choosing. So maybe I need to venture to the yarn shop and buy lots of plain white roving and then learn how to dye it myself.
There are some super cute things being done with needle felting out there. I just need to keep playing with it and get better at it.
Thursday, March 8, 2007
Here's a work in progress. I like the bright colors and the shapes (these are very similiar to my doodles when I'm bored).The more complete one refuses to load so maybe I'll try to post it again tomorrow. They're no where near as ornate or as cleanly done as the ones that inspired me, but I'm having fun doing them. They'll look cute in my hallway.
Sunday, March 4, 2007
And yes, it is huge and colorful. Its perfect for our living room. A room that is gonna look even better thanks to a tip from Marissa! She told me that the birdcage curtains we both adore were on sale. Now I have two panels of this loveliness wafting its way to me.
If you want them for yourself, look here.
Saturday, March 3, 2007
This looks to be a paper mache creature. Found on flickr (of course). You have to check out the whole photo stream. All the creations are so colorful and fun, and there's some really neat feltwork as well.
My last paper mache project was a jellyfish that never came out like I thought it should. This might inspire me to try something else.
Lately I've been playing with shrinkydink (a word I just love to chant). Nothing great so far (I'll still share pictures - after all this is supposed to record my failures too, right?).
I'm also painting, but I'm reluctant to share pictures of this project. My reluctance comes from the fact that the idea is totally ripped off from a fabulous etsy artist. The painting isn't a copy - the idea is. I want to buy one of her wonderful pieces, but at the moment its not in the budget (although I'm making strong birthday hintings). So how awful is it that I'm trying to do one of my own? I obviously am not gonna ever sell anything like this - they just looked like so much fun to do that I had to try it. So I'm doing one and having fun with it, but still feeling guilty and unoriginal (and appreciating just how talented she is). As I said, I'm gonna buy me a real one sometime this year, but I still am doubting that I should even post the one I'm doing for right now - just do to the lack of originality issue. Anyway, here's her etsy shop. Go buy something and make me feel better.