Wednesday, February 8, 2012

The week

A week and a half ago I made the decision to have my sweet little dog euthanized. Due to old age, her quality of life had become very poor and was quickly declining without any hope of a good treatment. On Friday my warm and wonderful father-in-law died from cancer. He was a good man who treated me with far more warmth and kindness than my father or brothers did.

I know that things could be worse and that my grief is a drop in the bucket compared to my husband or his family's, but I am sad and miserable. Still, I need to figure out a way get more work done, be more efficient in spite of that. There are appointments to make, laundry, artwork, taxes, permission slips, comforting words and actions, checks to write, teachers to set-up conferences with.

I do not understand how people do all this and deal with these emotions at the same time. I just want to go to bed.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Homework, Moanwork

My 1st grade son gets on the bus at 7:40, gets home at 4:20 on the bus and has an hour of homework. That seems like a pretty long day for a six year old.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Oh course it nothing that a little Kung Fu Dunk with Asian Techno Surf Music on YouTube won't handle.

The reviews are in!

wdygyp raves!!!
"Unlike you, I do not pollute this comment section with cutesy ironic drivel (e.g., “Just throw my brain in a hurricane…”)."

Of course I don't really think of it as pollution. I think of it as a social exploration of individual's visceral reaction to my impromptu personal sharing.


I must admit, I thought the "cutesy" was a bit below the belt. Not a big fan of John Prine, I guess.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

My somewhat unfortunate philosophy on life.

If you can't do it well, then at least do it with style. If you fail at doing it with style, then at least make it look like you didn't really care what they thought anyway.

Don't try this at home folks.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

This last week-end was possibly the worst art fair week-end I've had in a few years. Not just cold and rainy, but colder and rainier and inappropriately dressed(ier). The organizers actually canceled the second day of the show. This is normally unheard of, unless one can point to Dorothy's house flying about in the sky or pairs of animals start marching down the aisles toward the intense guy with the beard and a boat, you are in for the advertised hours.

Regardless, it was a disappointment. I've got some new work and I was anxious to see how it would fly with the public. I was also hoping for some suggestion that the economy is not as bad as I suspect it is. But, people were more focused on shivering than buying, so I didn't learn much on either question.

In addition to the lack of buying enthusiasm, my hands were bugging me. This winter I started experiencing bouts of Raynaud’s phenomenon where my finger tips lose circulation, get ice cold, numb, painful and turn colors. It's very difficult to get them warm again once it happens. Packing up my work in cold and sleety rain, in soaking wet gloves was an uncomfortable experience (as my kids would say "Oh, poor, poor!".

On the bright side, I met a wonderful assemblage artist, John Gutoskey. You should check out his work. It is simply lovely.

Also the likelihood of having sunny weather for my next show should be better. Hopefully, doves and rainbows all the way.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Well, I see my last post was over a year ago. One could say I am not a regular blogger, but here's my annual blog post.

Recently I came across the poetry site Poetry 180. The site features one poem for each day of the school year. It has a wonderful array of work.

Here's a piece that broke my heart.

This is a poem not about heroes, but their sidekicks.


by Ronald Koertge

They were never handsome and often came
with a hormone imbalance manifested by corpulence,
a yodel of a voice or ears big as kidneys.

But each was brave. More than once a sidekick
has thrown himself in front of our hero in order
to receive the bullet or blow meant for that
perfect face and body.

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