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Words to Consider

  • There must be more to life than having everything. -Maurice Sendak
  • Don't take life so serious; it ain't nohow permanent. —Pogo
  • The first revolutionary act is to call things by their true names, said Rosa Luxemburg.
  • The test of our progress is not whether we add more to the abundance of those who have much, it is whether we provide enough for those who have too little. -- Franklin D. Roosevelt
  • When you arise in the morning, give thanks for the morning light, for your life and strength. Give thanks for your food and the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies in yourself. —Tecumseh
  • i do it for the joy it brings / because i am a joyful girl / because the world owes me nothing / and we owe each other the world / i do it because it's the least i can do / i do it because i learned it from you / i do it just because i want to / because I want to —"Joyful Girl", Ani DiFranco
  • Democrats are the party of those who are working, those who have finished working, and those who want to work. -- Elizabeth Edwards
  • Do not worry over the charge of treason to your masters, but be concerned about the treason that involves yourselves. Be true to yourself and you cannot be a traitor to any good cause on Earth. - Eugene V. Debs, Speech, June 16, 1918
  • "Nothing living should ever be treated with contempt. Whatever it is that lives, a man, a tree, or a bird, should be touched gently, because the time is short. Civilization is another word for respect for life." - Elizabeth Goudge, author of The Joy of the Snow
  • "There is nothing I can give you, which you have not; But there is much, very much, that while I cannot give it, you can take. No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in today. Take heaven! No peace lies in the future which is not hidden in this present instant. Take peace! The gloom of the world is but a shadow. Behind it, yet within reach, is joy. There is a radiance and glory in the darkness, could we but see, and to see we have only to look. I beseech you to look. Life is so generous a giver, but we, judging its gifts by their covering, cast them away as ugly, or heavy or hard. Remove the covering, and you will find beneath it a living splendor, woven of love, by wisdom, with power. Welcome it, grasp it, and you touch the angel's hand that brings it to you. Everything we call a trial, a sorrow, or a duty, believe me that angel's hand is there; the gift is there, and the wonder of an overshadowing presence. Our joys too: be not content with them as joys. They, too, conceal diviner gifts. And so, at this time, I greet you. Not quite as the world sends greetings, but with profound esteem and with the prayer that for you now and forever, the day breaks, and the shadows flee away. " (Fra Giovanni 1513 A.D.)

Art Dolls

  • Another Pink Jester
    My imaginary friends.

Artist Trading Cards

  • Feather
    A sampling of my ATCs. Some available for trade, as noted.

Beadwork

  • Face in Browns
    Mostly pins, with some other oddments.

Hats, Etc.

  • Yellow Beret
    Both hats and scarves, almost all crochet . . . so far.

Journal Quilts

  • Mona
    I'm doing one 8.5" x 11" quilt a month for an online challenge this year, plus a few others.

Paper Dolls

  • Pashmina, A Lady from the Mysterious East
    Second childhood? Not quite . . .

Books, 2008

  • A Language Older Than Words, by Derrick Jensen
    I don't know quite how to describe this book—it's disquieting, uncomfortable, and eminently worth reading.
  • Catwings and Catwings Return, both by Ursula LeGuin
    I listed them together because they're short juveniles, with charming illustrations. James, Thelma, Harriet and Roger were born with wings, and they flew into adventures.
  • Firebird, by R. Garcia y Robertson
    Takes the firebird legends of Russia and Eastern Europe and adds several new twists—a heroic heroine, for one, who rescues her knight . . .
  • World Made By Hand, by James Howard Kunstler
    American life in the aftermath of the long emergency, when lack of oil and climate change have put industrial civilization out of business. Not bad, but I've read better; specifically, I have problems with his characterizations of women (the proverbial madonna/whore and nothing else). However, I didn't buy this, so I got what I paid for . . . .
  • The Three of Swords, by Fritz Leiber
    A three-volume book club compilation of Swords and Deviltry, Swords Against Death, and Swords in the Mist. Leiber's epic fantasy stories and novelettes, featuring his heroes Fafhrd and the Grey Mouser. These were one of my first sword-and-sorcery readings, and I've never quite gotten over them, I suppose.
  • A Sand County Almanac, by Aldo Leopold
    This edition also contains Sketches Here and There, and some essays—I loved the Almanac part! The sketches were enjoyable, but not essential to me, and I'm afraid I got bogged down in the essays and didn't finish them.
  • The Penelopiad, by Margaret Atwood
    The story of Penelope, the long-suffering and constant wife of Odysseus, as told by herself and the twelve maids hanged by Odysseus upon his return.
  • Crossing Open Ground, by Barry Lopez
    Nature essays, on various subjects—I highly recommend this. In fact, I ordered his Of Wolves and Men, which has moved to the top of the "read this next" pile; and I have Arctic Dreams here *somewhere* . . . but I can't find it!
  • The Dispossesed, by Ursula LeGuin
    I've read this twice now, and I still don't "get" it. There doesn't seem to be much point to the story, though LeGuin is always a good writer. It's probably some lack in me, but there you are.
  • The Hounds of the Morrigan, by Pat O'Shea
    Comic fantasy set in the world of Irish mythology (and Faery)—the heroes are Pidge and his sister Brigit, who are chosen to thwart the Morrigan. This was O'Shea's first novel; I need to see whether she's written anything else . . .
  • The Pilot's Wife, by Anita Shreve
    I read this in one long evening—it's that good. Learning to live with the unthinkable.
  • The Iron Dragon's Daughter, by Michael Swanwick
    Very, very strange, even for a fantasy novel "Industrial Darkness and Magick" says the dust jacket—the story of Jane, a changeling stolen to toil in the dragon factory in Faery.
  • The Killer's Tears, by Anne-Laure Bondoux
    A very strange and thoughful little book that explores guilt, innocence and the nature of love.
  • The Left Hand of Darkness, by Ursula LeGuin
    Another of my periodic re-reads. The story of the Terran Envoy to Winter, a planet whose inhabitants are androgynous and may chance sex every 26 days (but there's a lot more to it than just that).
  • The Spiral Dance, by R. Garcia y Robertson
    I first read this ten or fifteen years ago, and have been searching for a copy ever since (thank you, Alibris!)—set in Elizabethan Scotland, it is the story of Anne Percy, Countess of Northumberland, and the conspiracy (one of them) to restore Mary Queen of Scots to the English throne—and of a madwoman, the Virgin Mary, witches, a werewolf, the lands of Faery . . .
  • The Moon Under Her Feet, by Clysta Kinstler
    A feminist retelling of the conception, birth, life and death of Christ, as told by Mary Magdalene, High Priestess of the Great Mother in Jerusalem.
  • Kitchen Literacy, by Ann Vileisis
    An account of how we as a culture have become disconnected from the sources of our food, and why we need to return.
  • The Death of Innocents, by Sister Helen Prejean
    An eyewitness account of wrongful executions, this is the followup to her stellar Dead Man Walking. Must reading, in my not-so-humble opinion.
  • The Last Girls, by Lee Smith
    Another fine story by the author of Fair and Tender Ladies, Black Mountain Breakdown, Oral History, and so many more—all evoke The South beautifully, and this is no exception. A reunion-riverboat trip down the Mississippi is the setting, and the "girls" are now women looking back.
  • Feasting the Heart, by Reynolds Price
    52 essays originally aired on NPR, plus a couple that never made in onto the air—varying subjects, but always beautifully done.
  • The White Witch, by Elizabeth Goudge
    A yearly re-read—Cavaliers, Puritans and Gypsies in the time of Charles I in her tale of love and subterfuge in the English countryside. And Froniga, one of my favorite of all her strong women . . .
  • Pucker, by Melanie Gideon
    Thomas, horribly burned in a childhood fire and burdened by a 'crazy' mother, has always been an outsider—but now he must return to his birthplace, the world of Isaura, to save his mother and to face possibility and temptation. Fascinating and well-written.
  • The Scent of Water, by Elizabeth Goudge
    Begins with a death and ends with a birth in the tiny village of Appleshaw—and in between there is life, love, friendship, faith, and the enchanting cabinet full of 'the little things." As always, a portal into a way of life long gone. . . and one that I miss, though I never knew it.
  • A Swift Pure Cry, by Siobhan Dowd
    The story of Shell, who finds herself pregnant at 15—the baby is stillborn, so she and her brother and sister bury it in the back garden. Then the Garda arrive . . . based on a true story, and very well done.
  • The Dean's Watch, by Elizabeth Goudge
    I'd never read this one; the characters aren't nearly as sympathetic as in most of her books, and it was difficult for me to finish. But it was worth it—there are lessons here, and things don't end well, but they do end rightly.
  • Book of a Thousand Days, by Shannon Hale
    A shimmering retelling of the Grimm's fairy tale 'Maid Maleen,' reimagined on the Central Asian steppes. I read until 3 a.m. because I couldn't bear to stop until the end. . .
  • Tistou of the Green Thumbs, by Maurice Druon (trans. by Humphrey Hare)
    A strange and pleasant little book: Tistou, an only child with remarkable powers of growing plants simply by sticking his 'green thumbs' into the dirt, takes on the wrongs of society. A French juvenile, ex-library, my brother found it at Goodwill and passed it on.
  • A Country Year, by Sue Hubbell
    About life on the land in the Ozarks, and a woman finding herself in middle age—I recommend it highly. And she keeps bees, too.
  • Losing Moses on the Freeway, by Chris Hedges
    The 10 Commandments in America—Hedges explores the challenge of living according to these moral precepts.
  • In Defense of Food, Michael Pollan
    An Eater's Manifesto—Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants. (and nothing with over five ingredients, ingredients you don't recognize and can't pronounce, and nothing your great-grandmother wouldn't recognize as food.)

Tuesday, 08 April 2008

Art Quilts

Not mine . . . these are made by Jane Burch Cochran, and they're some of the most gorgeous things I've seen in a long time. Go and look, and see if they aren't.

Thursday, 13 December 2007

Anna's Collage

AnnacollageThis is a collage I made for my mother to give my niece Anna—she used to take ballet when she was younger. She's 21 now, and has other priorities, but she really enjoyed dancing, and Mom gave me a handful of photographs she'd saved and asked me to make a collage for her Christmas gift. This is it—it's not a great picture, because I took this one after I'd put several coats of gel medium but before I added a coat of Dorland's wax to tone down the shine. (The reason for that being I couldn't find the Dorland's wax and thought I'd finished . . . )

The background is acrylic paint in various shades of red and pink sponged on, then overlaid with Lumiere Halo Pink Gold (painted on, then wiped off, then sponged on some more). The rest is oddments of German scrap, some goldtone ballerina charms, a few odd flower beads . . .

I'm taking it over this weekend sometime. I hope Mom likes what I've done. (This is why I hate doing commission work; I never know whether what I see will suffice or not.)

At least that's one thing finished. I'm working on flannel pajamas and nightgowns this evening, trying to finish them up so I can spend next week making doll clothes. And Madalyn's overalls and jacket. And finishing up her afghan, which I have successfully put off sewing together since, oh, July, I think. And possibly a pink and blue plaid pig for Riley.

Not to mention the 25 little loaves of fruit bread that must be delivered on Monday, and for which I have already been paid . . . and the fruit tray and cookies for John's family's Christmas party on Saturday . . .

No, I'm not planning to sleep between now and Christmas—whyever do you ask?

Thursday, 05 July 2007

Infusion of Color Swap

Teresa's page—her chosen colors were tangerine and raspberry.

Teresaspage

The magazine clippings (well, most of them) are from a 1940 Ladies' Home Journal Sunkist ad. I added a couple of touches . . .

Gwynn's page—her colors are cream to sepia. Gwynnspage

The trim on the left side is vintage lace and buttons and a bit of silk ribbon.

(And they are really nice even 8-1/2 x 11 rectangles. My scanner is buried under a pile of stuff while John's cleaning his corner, so I just photographed them. Badly.)

Ten more pages to go . . .

Thursday, 21 June 2007

Nesting

NestingpagefrontMy page for the Nesting fatbook.

Tuesday, 22 May 2007

Something Finished, At Last . . .

MaymingleThis is my piece for the May Mingle at An Affair With Art. The theme was polka dots . . . and I had these bits and pieces lying around, and a 4x4 gallery wrapped canvas, and some paint samples and a paper punch . . .

Tuesday, 15 May 2007

Heavy Metal

My page for Kim Nugent's Heavy Metal fatbook. The lock and key came from Artchix; the background is metallic Brilliance inks, and the little piece of metallic stuff in the corner is Etal from Joggles.

Heavymetalpage

Thursday, 03 May 2007

Journal Pages

These are my pages in Antje's Goddess journal, over at 1001 Journals. These aren't terribly good, for my scanner is being cranky so I was forced to photograph them instead. But you can get the general idea, I hope.

Antjesjournal1 Antjesjournal3 Antjesjournal4

Tuesday, 01 May 2007

Beneath the Veneer

BeneathaveneerAn ATC I made for the April Mingle at An Affair With Art, an online art group I'm a member of. Scan of an old painting, roses from an heirloom roses catalog, vintage sequins, and the background is just sponged on orange and brown inks, edged with a krylon pen.

Friday, 20 April 2007

Some Art, Finally . . .

I've been way too busy to create anything much this week . . . I couldn't tell you what I've been doing, for I see no evidence of anything out of the ordinary (well, the floors are clean, and that's not usual, and I did clean the kitchen ceiling fan, but I don't notice anything that would have taken up several days), but I have apparently been doing something besides making things.

These are ATCs for a Dreaming Tree ATC Book over at Fatbooks.  I did the backgrounds on 120-pound cardstock, because I had lots of it. (Now that I consider, watercolor paper would have been really good, too; the stamped tree would have had a nice aged look. Next time, perhaps.) They're Nick Bantock inks—damson plum and vermillion lacquer—sponged on with a pottery sponge; then I added chrome yellow sponged through a piece of sequin waste.

Treeofheartsbackground

After that, I stamped the tree (stamp is from All Night Media, I think; it's one I've had for a couple of years, and it's very handy for one thing and another) with coffee bean Brilliance ink. I thought about embossing it, but I was doing multiples, and I'm lazy . . . (again, next time)

Treeofheartswithstamp

After everything was dry, I sprayed them with gold webbing spray, edged them with a Krylon gold leafing pen, and added the heart brads from Artchix.

Treeofheartsfinal

And, since I am apparently unable to count, I have extras . . . so if anyone would like to trade, just let me know.

Sunday, 25 March 2007

Boreas, the North Wind

BoreashangingThis is a small hanging (7 1/2" tall, plus the dangling fibers) made for the March Any-Media Challenge at LikeMinded Threads. The challenge was to represent one of the elements; this is Boreas, the North Wind. The face is unglazed clay; I acquired it somewhere a few years ago, began this piece and got stuck, so there it sat until last week. There are assorted beads, some little metal stars, a piece of trim with rhinestones on it, odds and ends of metal findings, and fibers . . . and a stick from the yard.

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