Friday, November 30, 2007
This, like much of my work, is an ongoing project. I don't work as fast as some people seem to. See earlier drafts. See detail.
Sometimes I take pictures, but I decided not to include those.
These pictures, for Photo Friday are:
1)Industrial Night (Hamilton, Ontario, Canada). Taken on a very cold night with a tripod.
2)The Dunes by Moon and starlight. (At the Pinery) I have lighter versions of this but I chose one of the darker ones for DEAD of night. The longer the time exposure, the more like day it looked.
3)A postcard I made of a farm at night
4)Biker Buddy and Piano Boy arriving home at night.
(all by me--click images to view larger.).
First, Taffy peed on the mantle and the paint came off. Mom was mad but I laughed my head off. Then, she peed in my prize cactus. I was furious and there stood Ma, guffawing. Taffy chewed a hole in a bag of potting soil and spread dirt all over. And that was just the beginning.
- All grownups must curb a child's natural curiosity by saying "don't be fresh" to anything he says.
- All grownups must never allow a child to have anything he wants even if the grownup shall want it too.
- All grownups must accuse children of doing things they didn't do and then not allow them to defend themselves by saying, "Don't be fresh."
- All grownups must try their best to poison children by feeding them garbage like rotten bananas that cannot be eaten without gagging. (Grownups need not eat anything unless they want to.)
- All grownups must force kids to go to bed at outrageously early hours, even on weekends.
- All grownups must be slave-drivers. It is necessary to make kids work, especially if they have other plans.
- All grownups must not allow children to have any responsibility and must constantly remind them of their jobs even though the children are capable of doing them without prodding.
- All grownups must remember never to be impartial and must always favor one child over another and be strictly unfair to one of them.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
"No," I said, "what should I do if I see them?"
"Take them to the police station. Their names are Gibby and Fender. They're harmless." After she'd driven away, I remembered the barking I'd heard--but she was gone. Anyway, could have been anything, Someone else's dogs, guard dogs etc.
I walked back the long way all the way around the old closed zoo--and kept hearing the distressed dogs barking--from inside the zoo fence. I went to the fence and called "Gibby, Fender." They stopped howling and began yipping excitingly. There was a bunch of scrabbling noises, but no dogs appeared. I kept hearing them all around the zoo. But I never saw them.
When I got back to the car, I drove all around the Island to the police station and told two people about the woman who'd lost two dogs.
"Did you see them?"
"No, but I heard two dogs inside the old zoo."
I was afraid they'd say they had guard dogs int here, but they were very happy, said there were no guard dogs and said they'd call the woman. She'd been there to report it.
I was late getting home and never found out what happened. Was it Gibby and Fender--named apparently after guitars--and were they okay and did they get reunited with their owner? I hope so.
It reminds me of two other stories I don't have time to tell. Two other unresolved stories--unresolved for me. I wish I could hear a happy ending. Three happy endings.
Meanwhile, hope you're having very happy middles!
I've sure been busy. I've created a pattern, transferred the pattern to a black and carved this block which I hope to be part of my Christmas card. What--I'm not happy with the painting I made? (I am.) Why do I need to do a block print TOO? Sigh. I'm crazy, I guess. I made them for years, first with my friend Rebecca (Becky then) and then with my friend Judy, who has also passed, and then with Heidi (who moved away). It's more fun to do it with other people. I have no real friends in Auto City! Wahn.
I haven't printed this yet. Have search boxes for my old ink or drive out and get new ink.
Hope you're enjoying your holiday season and doing fun things with friends and family.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
You know the saying, "Easy as Pie?" It is pretty easy.
The hardest step is the crust. (There is a nice recipe on crisco cans or oil crusts are good too). Getting the texture just right and rolling it out does take a little practice. BUT if this is too hard--you can buy premade crusts in both the refrigerator and freezer sections of most grocery stores.
Once you have the crust, the rest is truly easy, if somewhat time consuming. You simply peel and cut up whatever fruit you want to use. For bumbleberry pie, use apples, and whatever fresh berries are available. I used strawberries, raspberries, blueberries and cranberries. Add 3/4 cup sugar, cinnamon and nutmeg (cloves opt), a dab of butter or a little oil, cover with another crust or lattice, and bake at 425 degrees for about 45 minutes. Set the timer for 30. Cover with foil and remove at 30 minutes, then bake 10-15 more until it browns and bubbles. Voila, pie! If I can do it, ANYONE can!
Sorry these pix aren't that great, it was a dark day and I didn't want to use flash.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
I hope you have a Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah, Joyous Solstice and that 2008 is your best year yet.
This is my holiday painting for 2007, so now you know. It comes with my best wishes.
This has been a multi-day project making the art and designing the card. Click image to view larger.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
here is the pie just before going in the oven and just before eating
yesterday (for our third thanksgiving). It was delightful--found some
good respberries so it had apples, raspberries, blueberries,
cranberres and strawberries. Yum.
Friday, November 23, 2007
From Nix via Joy.
All the highlighted words is true I think, that's what I feel
- Pick your birth month.
- Bold the 5-10 that best apply to you.
- Copy to your own journal, with all twelve months.
- Tag 12 people from your friends list.
MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally (used to be cute). Firm Standpoint.(sometimes) Needs no motivation(If interested.). Easily consoled (sometimes, if you know how). Systematic (left brain)(But also very right brain.). Loves to dream. Strong (some) clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. (have bad arthritis and pinched nerve in neck, also neck pain from tight muscles) Good imagination. (Pretty) Good physical. Weak breathing (have asthma and hay fever). Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. (but sometimes easily distracted!) High spirited. Spendthrift (occasionally, but more often frugal!).
I don't think I am hard-hearted! (I hope not!)
JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.
FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.
MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.
APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.
MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.
JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.
JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.
AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.
SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.
OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.
NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.
DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
I'm thankful that the pie and cranberry salad came out good, but the
cookies arenb't so good--they came out too flat. :-( I hope they
taste OK and all your food is good too and if you don't celebrate,
have a great day anyway!
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
I made her a cup of tea with oranges and gave her a homemade cookie. We lived in a sunny basement apartment with large windows and large windowsills. We filled the windows with plants. Becky made salads and I made brown rice and oatmeal cookies. She swept the rugs every day with a broom because we did not have a vacuum cleaner.
Becky was an art student at famous orange university. I was a wildlife management major at small green stumpy school. I liked to draw and she liked nature and we both liked boys so it worked out great. We got along famously. She liked my friends and I liked hers. We had lived together before at the hippie house in Waterfalls Town.
We walked to school up through Woods-Hill cemetery where another girl our age was kidnapped, raped and murdered and lay all winter in the cemetery just a few feet from our route to school. We didn't see her. But we got the willies when she was found there. I had stopped right there to take pictures of the old barn that served as a storage area for cemetery equipment, grave diggers and tractors.
One night, Ray and Jean came over and we all of took pictures with new macro lenses of eyes and lips and noses and nipples and flowers. I still have those pictures. Becky had such pretty eyes. Such perfect eyebrows.
Becky went off to the Boston Museum school of fine arts, to New Denver and then to Victoria BC. It was during the Vietnam war and she joined a group of friends fleeing the draft and the war. She became an expat, a landed immigrant in Canada, a Canadian citizen, and an exceptionally good artist. We stayed in touch for over thirty years and I went out to visit her recently. She was as vivacious, energetic, talented and sweet as ever. We climbed around on rocks at a waterfall, flirted with a man we met driving to Vancouver, walked all day in the Botanical Gardens. She seemed the very picture of good health, but shortly after I returned home, she died of cancer. I was bereft.
Funny how a nondescript corner in a city where I no longer live can set off so many memories. Names and more names come flooding in: Lou Chagnon, Phillip DeWitt, Ray Curran, Jean Kilquist, Mark S, John Morrison, Chris Burnett, Joli Greene and Craig Greene, who we also lost to cancer (another story for another day). And on and on, floodgates of memory thrown open by a simple corner. A nothing corner.
Sunday, November 18, 2007, Mary Stebbins Taitt
I've been on the freeze your buns campaign for years, but when I moved in with Biker Buddy, he and Piano Boy were cavorting around the house in their skivvies--in the WINTER. Horrors, how unenvironmental! Needless to say, things changed around here, and every winter, including this one, we've lowered the temperature a little. Biker Buddy is happy with the financial savings and I am happy to think we are adding the minimum amount to the heat pollution and general pollution of the world. Also, I think it is healthier to minimize the difference between internal and external temperatures and summer and winter. Too hot in the winter and too cold in the summer is environmentally stupid and physically unhealthy.
We are also shifting more and more to organic local foods. Organic means fewer toxins in the body and fewer poisons in soil air and water and local means less fossil fuels burned and fewer pollutants produced moving the food. We compost and recycle and do as much as we can in other ways, too.
want them to be "works of art" so to speak, since I want to make a little book out of them.
OH, for the meme, I was supposed to say things I liked and I do like sunshine and sunflowers. Especially in the cooler weather (the sunshine, that is.) It's warming and cheery and pleasing. I love the cheery sunshine and the cheery sunflowers and I love the way the sunflowers follow the sun. And I love the spiral design made by the seeds in the center of the seedhead. As always, click image to view larger.
I also decided not to necessarily confine the book to one page per letter. Here is S is for Squirrel.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
Thursday, November 15, 2007
with the wonderful supportive people who came to see me.
1)Me and my work.
2)Ann Ballard and me.
3)Jackie, me and Jacob.
I'm still in Syracuse and my internet access is very limited. Photos by Biker Buddy. Click to view larger.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
no matter what. I'll be working away and have an idea and I go off
on a tangent. If something didn't bring me back to earth I might be
lost out there in la la land forever.
A while ago, while visiting, I made a little clay face. I
photographed it and then later, I gave my cloy face a forehead--as he
didn't have one. Today, I gave him eyes and dorked around with his
beard. Did I need to be doing that? Absolutely NOT! Aiee. OK, off
to the store, we have nothing for dinner! And I need to get sandwich
meat to eat in the car tomorrow. Long Drive! Bye now.
I'll be gone til Monday, may not be able to get on-line.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
The time is fluid, expanding and contracting depending on what I am working on. But when I start blogging or reading blogs, it all runs down the drain!
colors, even the fading ones, and the newly bared trees. They are so
beautiful it makes my heart hurt.
I took these in Hamilton. Now we are home, but leaving Thursday
morning for upstate New York to attend an opening at Westcott Gallery
that contains six of my paintings. While we are there, we will
celebrate a sort of thanksgiving and visit with various family
members, friends and bloggers. We'll be back again next Monday.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
people who walk there and thus are very tame. I was fascinated by the
huge wake left by one duck.