Saturday, September 16, 2017
Still
When the altitude of flying or settling in mountains makes me short of breath, I sit to read. I am currently savoring the nuance of Barthes between bouts of hand-crafting and sketching. A note on the Barthes: had to put it down for a bit after reading the forward that set the context, then again after reading Barthes's explanation of the structure, then again after reading here and there, then again after devising a structure that may guide me through the reading.
Sunday, September 10, 2017
Heat
...reveling in it despite the missing voice and the stress of seeing the earth shake, winds blow and suck and push water, fires consume vast acreage, and arrogant ones thrash around and take up valuable space and time.
I made an inadvertent presentation of "coals to Newcastle" this afternoon in the Bay Area culinary world, and I think I survived, thanks to my pure ignorance. Got a flat tire in the process and the 2 who came to assist were adept and fast. Yeah, I told myself I could have done it on my own but there is nothing wrong with calling for assistance and having the pros do it.
The weekend has been spent with the memory that I have 5 skeins of a particular yarn. The house exploded then come back to order quickly as I looked for the yarn, without success. However, more consolidation and inventory (goodness, I have so much...) has been taken in the process.
I accepted an invitation to participate in a fiber event.
Meanwhile I continue to watch the beacon and light that I was raised on slowly wane, marking the end of an era. Time for the next generation to pick up the mantle.
Filters are more refined with each month and year, as time becomes more limited.
I made an inadvertent presentation of "coals to Newcastle" this afternoon in the Bay Area culinary world, and I think I survived, thanks to my pure ignorance. Got a flat tire in the process and the 2 who came to assist were adept and fast. Yeah, I told myself I could have done it on my own but there is nothing wrong with calling for assistance and having the pros do it.
The weekend has been spent with the memory that I have 5 skeins of a particular yarn. The house exploded then come back to order quickly as I looked for the yarn, without success. However, more consolidation and inventory (goodness, I have so much...) has been taken in the process.
I accepted an invitation to participate in a fiber event.
Meanwhile I continue to watch the beacon and light that I was raised on slowly wane, marking the end of an era. Time for the next generation to pick up the mantle.
Filters are more refined with each month and year, as time becomes more limited.
Wednesday, September 6, 2017
Ground
Wished I were with others elsewhere,
yet solace is found
in immersing myself in the movement.
We each lift our burdens alone, so I have
returned to this place of mine.
Drove back from holiday and
saw those who continue to
labor without the benefit of the holiday.
Saw tears from those betrayed,
as I have also felt betrayed at times,
more recently through
heritage and my story of how I came to
reap the fruits of this land of
opportunity. Meanwhile others, from their
privileged perches, sail through the clouds.
On another note, art experienced from
galleries and essential commentary was
marred by a supplementary presentation
not well organized nor edited for the
time allotment. Too bad because a better use
of my time would have been to re-visit
the artist's work in the gallery.
Was depressed as hell, but reminded myself that
this is not tumblr (if you've seen, you know that proclivity).
Lifting off with rejuvenation.
yet solace is found
in immersing myself in the movement.
We each lift our burdens alone, so I have
returned to this place of mine.
Drove back from holiday and
saw those who continue to
labor without the benefit of the holiday.
Saw tears from those betrayed,
as I have also felt betrayed at times,
more recently through
heritage and my story of how I came to
reap the fruits of this land of
opportunity. Meanwhile others, from their
privileged perches, sail through the clouds.
On another note, art experienced from
galleries and essential commentary was
marred by a supplementary presentation
not well organized nor edited for the
time allotment. Too bad because a better use
of my time would have been to re-visit
the artist's work in the gallery.
Was depressed as hell, but reminded myself that
this is not tumblr (if you've seen, you know that proclivity).
Lifting off with rejuvenation.