November 26, 2009
Happy Thanksgiving!
The frosting was touch and go for a while but I think it's in no danger of sliding off the cake at this point!
November 25, 2009
Happy Thanksgiving Eve
She knows nothing about the "tradition" of going out on the holiday eve. She is a sweet soul a tad lame in the hind haunches. But she's still spry in the clutch.
My constant companion since she was a puppy in the summer of '98. She is stubborn. Obstinate. She is a clown. She lead me to my husband. She has always trusted me and I have seldom trusted her around anything remotely edible.
But I offered her my whole heart. Knowing she will surely break it.
She grows gray as fast as I.
Her snoring rivals mine
We're getting old
That's no lie
She dog loves me
And I human can't deny
Heart, beauty, and soul
Beg I shut my big fat Piehole?!
November 23, 2009
Closet Art Part II
I endeavored to sketch/paint a simple white shirt on a blank six by eight inch canvas panel. I did this rapidly - it took about 20 minutes all in.
What took longer? What happened after the fact? My analysis of what I created. The shirt morphed into a symbolic representation of life.
Perhaps you just see a shirt, painted with little regard for shadow, technique or artistic eye.
That's okay. Art is about feelings and interpretation. Anytime you create, you are sharing a piece of yourself. You offer a bit of yourself for others to view and analyze.
It's a terrifying and exhilariating experience. It doesn't come easily for me - being vulnerable on such a visceral level. However, without sharing, thoughts, ideas, creations lose their power, their magic. . .and without power, vision, and magic the world is reduced to a cruel exercise in survival.
I don't have some crazy idea that I'm a great artist but I do believe in sharing my attempts and encouraging others to do likewise.
I've never thought about this before, but if you want to submit your arts and crafts, I will post them and I will randomly select one to receive a $50 donation to the charity of your choice. I will also pick two "runners up" who will get $25 each to their fav charity.
Please keep your entries PG-13. Please post a comment indicating your interest and I'll get you info about how you can forward me your material.
Give of yourself and give back. How fun! As Katz says, "Send your signal to the world." I can't wait!!
Closet Art?
I might do a series of very simple clothes or accessories - shoes, purses, etc.
I think this would work equally well in a laundry room - which I may have someday. :)
I'm going to add a hint of color to the background next but nothing too saturated or overwhelming. I want the canvas to show.
The simpliest, everyday, utilitarian objects are so beautiful and we forget to appreciate them.
I wonder what other objects I can distill to their elemental simplicity?
I wonder what other simple things get lost in the cloud of complexity we project upon them?
I can't enjoy a quality massage at a super spa because I'm lost in a state of mental fast forward? I think I'm not alone.
All day long we are bombarded with messages and "news." We are told how to feel, what to think, what to love, hate, do. Society gives us license to judge or worse, maliciously mock those that don't conform to our preconcieved notions of who they are or how they should conduct themselves.
This makes life complicated indeed. . . Maybe the sight of this simple shirt can remind me everyday that no matter how complicated life feels, it's really not. Love, family, conviction, thinking for oneself isn't complicated unless you allow it to become so.
It's also a reminder that every day is a fresh new start. It's an invitation to start with a blank canvas so to speak. It represents the basic simplicity of life and wardrobe. It can be complicated with loads of accessories/acticities/drama/busy-ness or it can remain quiet, understated, focused.
A simple, crisp white shirt - essential to your wardrobe and what it can represent is essential to your well being.
November 22, 2009
The Party Continues
Cambridge #226
Sailboats beyond the cemetery. The cemetery is located at Cemetery and Academy Avenues.
Cambridge #223
Statue of Thomas Holiday Hicks in the Cambridge Cemetery. He was Maryland's first Civil War Governor and is credited with keeping Maryland from ceding from the Union.
Cambridge #215
Crazy surf in front on the Cambridge Yacht Club. I had no idea I caught the action of the water at the time. I wish I had been more patient - maybe I could have gotten better pics of the water. It was too cold and wet for me to think too much about it at the time.
Cambridge #206
J.M. Clayton Crab company. We purchased some crab salsa and some crab marinara sauce there. Water was creeping up the streets during our visit.
Cambridge #194
These are some pics from the main marina in Cambridge. This is where the skipjack Nathan of Dorchester is typically berthed. We didn't see it. Perhaps they moved it to a calmer area during the storm? Notice how how the water is.
We did a "driving tour" in the rainy mess Friday morning/afternoon. The ladies at the visitors center did a great job organizing our stops and mapping it out for us. We saw Annie Oakley's house, a crab processing plant, historical old homes, the historical society, the Harriet Tubman museum, and a cemetery. We had lunch at Canvasbacks.
Cambridge Historical Society #187
Ron Rue's workshop door. What a neat little place his workshop must have been. I picture a little wood stove and the smell of paint and wood shavings.
Cambridge Historical Society #185
This is decoy maker Ron Rue's workshop reconstructed at the Cambridge Historical Society. Mr. Rue was one of several awared winning decoy makers local to the greater Cambridge area. Mr. Rue was mentored by the Ward Brothers in his younger years.
Cambridge #169
Haven't looked at these pics for a couple of weeks now. Some of them are more interesting on the second look.
Trinity Church #131
Never finished my pic posts from our soggy trip to Salisbury and Cambridge. We slogged through Trinity Church cemetery. The church was locked. The Church was built in the 1670s and is said to be the oldest Episcopal Church in continuous use in the United States. It's located on Church Creek and Governor Thomas Kin Carroll is buried in the cemetery. It's a teensy little church and I'm sorry we couldn't see the interior.
Allister likes to play in the sink
Growing Older But Not Up. . .I hope. . .
Had dinner this evening with some really great, girlfriends. After dinner we tried to conjure up a little mid-twenty-something vibe at the 13th Floor at the Belvedere. After the thrill wore off, we headed to the Owl Bar. . .Where earnestness and honesty (mainly) prevails.
This is going to sound a tad perverse, and is completely out of character for this blog. . .We talked about "you know. . .sex."
LOL
I was sworn to secrecy. . .Plus it's boring. Hahaha!
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