Friday, September 21, 2007
I've never really understood poetry, but I think now that I might want to start learning more about it. The only poetic structure I know is the Haiku, so sometimes I put my thoughts into that format. Here I also experimented with a rhyming verse after reading some Emily Dickinson poems.
I think the only thing that worries me about death anymore, is that I won't be able to see all of the things I want to see and learn all of the things I want to learn. I have to remember that on the days when I'm not feeling up to life.
Dark April rain clouds
Misery, agony, death
What is left of life?
To wake upon a summer’s day
One more step from horrors past
Quiet progress incremental
Same as tomorrow, same as last
Late September day
Sunny eighty-two degrees
Saturday, September 15, 2007
In two recent issues of Stampington arts and crafts magazines, letters have been published complaining of what seems to be a fad in collage right now. I personally find the wings and party hats look appealing, but agree that this look can be used to provide an instant "arty" touch to a piece that is otherwise thin on creativity. To a beginner, though, they might provide a pleasant entry into a more whimsical artistic style, and I don't think there's anything wrong with that. The cards above (found on Flickr using the keywords "collage" and "wings"), are a typical example of wings-n'-hats usage.
Just to be a bit irreverent and provocative (because I think I've been too damned nice lately), I modified one of my business cards to reflect the backlash. I made the subject a baby because the times when wings and party hats do irritate me is when they are decorating some cutesy kid picture. Just too much saccharine for me, I guess.
Well, I'm tired and it's freezing in my computer office. Time to crawl under the comforter and pass out.
Ron and I have been meaning to go to the Farmer's Market more often, and this morning we actually made it. We took the dogs and they were very good until Wizard decided to bark and snarl at some poor yellow lab puppy. So just like parents, we took the dogs home at that point.
We did have time to pick up some beautiful and tasty-looking squash and eggplant.
I also visited a US Forest Service booth and got some information on the Emerald Ash Borer, which has been spotted in PA and likely is on it's way down to WV. Beautiful beetles (beetles in the family Buprestidae typically are), but they are very destructive pests of ash trees.
This week I finished a mixed-media painting that was inspired by the fungus picture I took while on a hike and altered in Photoshop. I'm not 100% happy with the painting; I love the elements but I don't feel like I quite got them to work together. Oh well, this is for my own personal pleasure so I can afford to take the time to play around and figure out what works.
Friday, September 14, 2007
I thought I would participate in the latest Crusade of the Green Pepper Press Street Team, since I sometimes feel that my entire life has been driven along by my various obsessions. I found out about the Street Team, which is a creative arts challenge maintained by Michelle Ward, in Artful Blogging magazine. Incidentally, it was this magazine that prompted me to start my own blog. And finally, I kept reading Michelle's own blog because I enjoy her artwork and, like me, she enjoys some of the fine metal music coming out of Scandinavia.
Well, my first and most obvious crush is on insects. First and foremost I find these animals to be achingly beautiful, utterly perfect in color and shape.
Insects are also stunning in their morphological and behavioral adaptations.
In recent years I've become even more aware of the complex behaviors that insects are capable of. Social behavior such as parental care is not restricted to the more typical social insects like honey bees; this beautiful picture shows a mother earwig taking care of her eggs.
Insects provide endless subjects for honing my own photography skills...
And ample inspiration for other art projects.
(Photos not identified as mine are from the photo.net galleries of Igor Siwanowicz (mantises, lobster caterpillar) and Krister Hall (collembolan, earwig).
|You Are 5: The Investigator|
You're independent - and a logical analytical thinker.
You love learning and ideas... and know things no one else does.
Bored by small talk, you refuse to participate in boring conversations.
You are open minded. A visionary. You understand the world and may change it.
At Your Best: You are sharp, inventive, and creative. You have the skills to lead the world.
At Your Worst: You are reclusive, weird, and a bit paranoid.
Your Fixation: Greed
Your Primary Fear: Being useless or incompetent
Your Primary Desire: Being competent and needed
Other Number 5's: Bill Gates, John Lennon, Kurt Cobain, Bjork, and Stephen Hawking.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
It took two tries, but I finally finished the charms and sent them off to the swap coordinator next week. I am very pleased with the little animal characters, particularly that I was able to draw what I wanted, and then digitize the drawings in a pain-in-the-butt program like Adobe Illustrator. I think the critters are pretty recognizeable, but Ron didn't know what they were so maybe not. They are:
Top row: anglerfish (with parasitic male!), cuttlefish, chimney swift
Bottom row: cicada, axolotl, elephant seal.
The back is kind of a free-form collage with origami paper, red vellum, and gold fibers. I sealed both sides with Aleene's Paper Glaze, and painted the edges with gold acrylic paint. Each charm has a hole drilled in it, for attaching a jump ring that can be used to hang the charm on a bracelet
Check cashed, email received, I got into the ArtFest artist's workshop being held in Port Townsend, WA next spring. I only got into one of my chosen workshops (making folding booklets with little windows in them), but there are a lot of interesting ones left over. I chose my top five of those remaining, hopefully I will get into one of those. The good news is that I didn't hear anything about my housing like some other people did, so I hope I got my first choice of a single room in the dormitories on-site.
In preparation, I have put together two "business cards" to hand out during the trades that occur throughout the event.
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
I'm participating in an ATC swap of cards hand-drawn in the style of medieval illuminated manuscripts. Such manuscripts often have a religious theme, so I decided to have my cards tell a creation story from the point of view of a wasp.
Of course, if you're a wasp, your god is going to be a wasp and the creation is going to be purposefully suited for the good of waspkind. The last panel shows wasp and larva in a classic virgin and child pose. The nice thing about wasps is that virgin births happen all the time, and the resulting offspring is a male, or drone.
In other news, I'm kind of doing a Greek thing with my hair today. OK, I had better finish my lecture.
Ever since we got him almost four years ago, one of Wizard's nicknames has been "Poor Little Guy." That's because he was in rough shape when we got him from the shelter, he had a bad reaction to the iodine used during his neutering surgery, and he generally seems to be susceptible to illnesses that just make him look miserable. He also doesn't like to have his picture taken, so this morning when I pulled out the camera he crawled under the table and tried to hide.
Since our hike on Saturday, Ron and I have pulled at least a dozen tiny deer ticks off of Wizard. They are literally smaller than the head of a pin. The Poor Little Guy is covered with bumps that we assume are tick bites, and that obviously itch. He also has a spreading red rash on his chest, so we are taking him to the vet to make sure he doesn't have some kind of tick-borne disease; dogs get Lyme's disease, too.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
I just got an AWESOME new purse, green suede with gold glitter on the outside, hot pink silky stuff on the inside (OK, it looks better than it sounds). The only problem with the purse is it only has one pocket, that I immediately put my chapstick and mirror and other potentially spillable and breakable stuff in. I scrounged up a faux-leather billfold from another purse to put a few things in, and a hot pink leather wallet, but everything else is floating around.
So I had some fabric remnants, and old clothes that I will never wear again. From an old sweatshirt, I cut off the cuffs and sewed them together to make a pouch for my cell phone (left). I ironed on a butterfly patch, and some old english initials for street cred (haha!). A button that popped off of a pair of shorts due to my ever-increasing girth is the fastener for the pouch.
On the right is a pouch I made from fabric remnants, hot pink felt, and some crappy metallic embroidery thread that frays the moment you put it in the needle. Anyway, I used knots of thread to tack the two fabrics together, and then folded them in thirds to make the pouch with flap. I stitched everything together with hot pink metallic embroidery thread. My hand-stitching is pretty shaky because I haven't done any sewing in awhile, but it does the trick. The button is from some other piece of clothing that exploded while I was wearing it, and the loop is something that was just laying around; I'm not sure where it came from.
As shown in the picture, I am using this pouch to carry some basic drawing supplies. Because I like to fancy myself some kind of artist, I guess.
Sunday, September 2, 2007
The hike Ron and I did yesterday was in a West Virginia hiking book, but looked like no one had been on it for awhile. This turned out to be pretty nice; we didn't run into a single person during a 5-hour hike, and the wildlife and plants were beautiful. As usual, I took pictures of snails and spiderwebs and giant scary millipedes.
This is how out-of-the-way this trail was: part of it was on an old logging road, and right in the middle of the road was a nearly complete deer skeleton.
We generally had a nice time going slow, enjoying the sights and sounds, and letting the dogs play in the creek from time to time. I was exhausted at the end of this 6.3 mile hike; I'm still kind of worn out today.
Today is International Rock Flipping Day, as a matter of fact. To get in the spirit last week, I flipped some small logs in the back yard and took a few pictures. Woolly caterpillars, slugs and centipedes, and spiders were a few that I was actually able to get pictures of.