Saturday, October 03, 2015

mendacity ganymede beer

My random word generator (me- cutting and pasting generated phrases that are invisible at the bottoms of internet articles) came up with 'Ganymede' today on it's own!  Synchronicity?  Hmmmm...

Quit now, you'll never make it. If you disregard this advice, 
you'll be halfway there. (David Zucker)
Squirrel statue with lantern, ever so much more inclusive that the little old jockey statues with lanterns people used to have in their front yards.  Some people painted their faces white when they were called on having a little black jockey out there, but eventually pulled them out of the ground because everybody knew what they were anyway.  Squirrels trump jockeys, right?  And here there is not 'right' or 'wrong' color.  

Seems that the movers up north haven't yet found my dining room table.  Kind of puts a dent in my family Thanksgiving as we sit dangling our feet in the pool and eating turkey.  Murphy's Law in action.  I think I want to just get into bed and pull the covers over my head for another month.  Maybe I won't be dizzy when I emerge.

Whatever, I am headed over to the studio, wedging myself into the door that won't
 open if I gain a single pound.  And I will TRY to get some semblance of order to the mess there.  many things I cannot move myself, they were simply dropped inside the door by delivery folks so I'll try sticking a slipper rug under them to push/pull them into better position.  I REALLY want to be able to get to my machine, I have a few things I want to get done rather than sped the day on the phone getting yelled at or yelling AT people and solving their problems.  TY headed up to the lighting place to have his fight for the day-  hopefully a few more things have arrived in the store.

Yesterday they were putting a coating in the pool and adding the coping around the edge.  The other big news is they came and took the old dumpster and in seven minutes flat I have a brand new shiny EMPTY one.  I need to haul some stuff out of the garage and donate it to whatever landfill needs some old tiles I was saving for mosaics.  Ain't gonna happen.  So, that's the plan, Stan.  We'll see how quickly that gets derailed!

Now, for something completely scary:

 The world’s longest glass suspension bridge has opened at Shiniuzhai Geopark in China’s Hunan Province. The 300 meter bridge was originally constructed with wood, but was converted using 24mm-thick glass that is 25 times stronger than regular glass. Tourist are given special shoes to wear as the cross the clear bridge that hangs 180 meters above the ground.  You couldn't get me on this if the Huns were coming after me on horses!

So, enough of the scary stuff, now let's see some embroidery art of two different flavors!

EMBROIDERY:  Singapore-based artist Izziyana Suhaimi introduces embroidered accents to her carefully rendered pencil and watercolor illustrations. Patterns of flowers unfold much like a tapestry across the paper canvas creating pieces she refers to as “evidence of the hand and of time.” For her series The Looms in Our Bones Suhaimi focuses mostly on fashion acessories where scarves, hats, and other clothing is depicted in thread, while she also uses the same techniques for more abstract shapes and designs. From her artist statement:
Embroidery for me is a quiet and still act, where each stitch represents a moment passed. The building of stitches then becomes a representation of time passing and the final work is like a physical manifestation of time – a time object. Each stitch is also a recording of the maker’s thoughts and emotions. I enjoy the duality of embroidery, in its movements of stabbing, cutting, covering, building, repairing, taking apart. Every stitch made seems to unfold a story and withhold it at the same time.

EMBROIDERY ON OBJECTS:Severija Inčirauskaite-Kriaunevičiene.  You've probably seen some of these here before-  I admit, I am a stalker fan of this work.  Rust!  Threads!  Irony!  oh my...

A tattoo for somebody like me.  LOVE this.

off I go to see if there's any more Synchronicity out there waiting for me!

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

corcoran advance annalen

  Always drink upstream from the herd.  Will Rogers

Some Old Squirrel spotted in an antique shop

Today I had my second appointment to spin in the Astronaut Chair.  It's been 2 weeks of misery and even though it was awful I was looking forward to seeing if it would give a bit of relief this time.  And besides, my regular doc had armed me with Valium to take an hour before my appointment and a second one 'as needed'.  I needed...
The spin wasn't as bad as last time, maybe because I knew what was coming and the tech was annoying me with a throw-up bowl-  told me he learned that trick in med school.  I made it around two whole times, each stop at the 'corners' got my head shook a bit, and finally I was righted and unlocked.  I sat around a bit but TY was waiting for me since I wasn't supposed to drive loaded up with Valium.  I'm supposed to take it easy for 2 more days and I've been cautious about what I reach for, what I pick up, etc BUT I]ll be damned-  I think it worked!  I haven't felt any dizziness since I got back this morning.  I am SO HAPPY!  I have so much to do that I've neglected all this time.


But perhaps it was the 'alternate therapy' I had this morning.  I went to my Stitch group and there was another meeting going on in the library.  Outside the meeting was a box of doughnuts.  I cut one in half and helped myself.  Went to my own meeting and it wasn't three minutes before I went to get theater half.  My first doughnut in 40 years!  Maybe THAT was what cures Vertigo-  I'm notifying the New England Journal of Medicine for further study I will happily volunteer for.

Pizza, anyone?  This 8" or 12" pie sells for $19.79 and arrives in 2 or 3 days.  And it won't be too spicy!  It's actually a realistic photo of a pizza, several flavors, printed on a marshmallow disk.  Why?  I dunno.  I can't imagine there was a call for them.  
Build it and they will come...I guess.

This is cool-  make sure and enlarge these to check detail.
 Australian artist Jane Long transforms cracked and faded black and white photographs into colorful works of fantasy, giving the subjects a new, and entirely surreal context. The images she uses for her series, Dancing with Costica, were captured over a half century ago by Costică Acsinte a Romanian war photographer who documented WWI.
The glass-plate photographs by Costica capture the straight faces and intense eyes of the subjects taken long before smiling was common in images. “I wanted to change the context of the images,” says Long. “Photographic practices at the time meant people rarely smiled in photos but that doesn’t mean they didn’t laugh and love. I wanted to introduce that to the images.”

Monday, September 28, 2015

accompanist cerebral chevron

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last. (Oscar Wilde)

Today TY and I went furniture shopping, an event for the books.  Usually I do an advance hunt and narrow things down to two choices for him, and lead him straight to his 2 choices so we can get right out.  He doesn't want options, he wants to get it and take it home.  He doesn't order something to be made in the perfect fabric, he gets frustrated that every color isn't right there on the floor.  Sigh.

Today we walked in the door and the first thing he spied was an alligator print black leather huge wing chair.  He sat, he fell in love, and I started gagging at the massiveness of it, the shineyness of it, and the curlycue legs and nailheads of it.  Finally I got him moved out of it and on to a more contemporary version, a lighter and more metallic leather, and out the credit card came.  Done.  We also got a coffee table and he talked me out of the gorgeous color I was coveting.  Compromise sucks, I hate it, BUT we got a big job done.  As soon as I can stand upright again, I will do another foray into the store, find the nice gal who helped us, and grab a few more things.  

Today at the house the electricians reappeared and hung the big great room piece and put plates on all the outlets.  The crew hung the front door again and the painters will be back to patch up the walls.  Progress.  

And now it's Ahhht Time-  Today we're gonna do amusement parks-  hope you have the time to invest in all this!  If not save the list for later.  I am only half through too-  taking a drink from a fire hose!

AMUSEMENT PARKS:  In Stefano Cerio's series “Chinese Fun,” he explores the facades of amusement without an audience’s reaction. The photographer enters areas built for fun and leisure in the off months or closing hours, exploring the absurdity that creeps into the architecture of entertainment when there is no one to enjoy it but a single camera.
Within the series the Italian photographer explores amusement parks, water landscapes, and sports grounds set in front of the background of gray skies and atop rain-soaked cement. The images were taken in the four cities of Beijing, Shanghai, Qingdao, and Hong Kong, and show a colorfully decorated food stand with an anthropomorphic hamburger, an overflowing basket of fruit the size of a car, and various rides that look like absurdist pieces of architecture when not in use.

This morning I heard on NPR that Banksy is dismantling his Dismaland and sending the parts over to France to be used as housing for refugees.  SO, in honor of that, here are a bunch of short videos of the short lived amusement park! 
F*ck That: A Guided Meditation by Jason Headley;   (looks like this one was already take down!)
Bottle by Kristen Lepore;
New York Park by Black Sheep Films; 
Symmetry by the Mercadantes; 
Magic Hats by Jake Sumner;
Golden Age of Insect Aviation: The Great Grasshoppers by Wayne Unten; 
Walking on By by Mr. Freeman; 
Merry-go-round by Vladimír Turner; 
The Gap by Daniel Sax; 
5 mètres 80 by Nicolas Deveaux; 
I’ve fallen, and I can’t get up! by Dave Fothergill [with audio added]; 
Danielle by Anthony Cerniello; 
Anamorphose Temporelle by Adrien M. & Claire B.; 
Stainless / Shinjuku (excerpt) by Adam Magyar; 
Collapsing Cooling Towers by Ecotricity; 
Liberty by Vincent Ullmann [edited with audio added]; 
The Employment by opusBou; 
Yawns by the Mercadantes; 
Rush Hour by Black Sheep Films; 
Pug Particles by Ramil Valiev; 
Shell’s priceless Grand Prix moment by Greenpeace
 Living With Jigsaw by Chris Capell; 
Teddy Has An Operation by Ze Frank; 
Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared #1 by Becky and Joe.

Joy of Dogs

Sunday, September 27, 2015

peacetime whatnot confession

The unforseen event, the 'accident,' the unexpected all play a very large part in my creative play. I prefer to let the materials suggest the direction of a work. (Burnell Yow!)

Today's assignment was to find 13 knobs for the laundry room cupboards and drawers- I am under deadline to have them by tomorrow so I've been searching all weekend for that number.  The room is kind of red/orange and the cupboards are white, the floor is very light beige-white so I wanted something fun.  So I went to Anthropologie-  the scene of the knee out of whack last week from poking too long in the bins!  There wasn't 13 of much that didn't come out to $20 each but I found some sorta Portuguese multicolored knobs in three or four different patterns so I'm going to mix them up.  Perhaps someday I'll find a Portuguese plate for the wall but for now they will look good.  Mission Accomplished:  doot doot do doooo.  Ig yeah, this story just sort of spilled out-  the Squirrels above were the Anthro window display as I was waiting for it to open!  

I just dropped them all off at the house and was there all alone and quiet for a bit.  I love the sunlight going by in the afternoon-  much more light all day than we have now-  maybe I will be able to read again!  I spent a lot of time patting my new stainless countertops, cannot wait to use them.  I also put the burners together for the stove even though it's not in place yet-  fun to pat those too.  Wonder how long it will take to have me make a mess of all this pretty stuff...AND I opened the bathroom wallpapers that I have been really nervous over.  Seems they match beautifully with the bathroom countertops and aren't nearly as bold as I had built it up in my head. And I like it more than I thought I would.  So far it's coming out just fine, and I only hope I am over this ear thing asap so I can unpack and settle right in!  

I WILL miss having a personal private dumpster though.  

We went out to dinner last night and everybody was scared of what I would do! Actually I got through it fine, was hoping for a nice round table for 6 but instead was the center guy in a big booth so talking to anybody on my sides was really difficult.  But I really like the guy across from me, a very old friend from Newton, so he got an earful and I had to just nod and smile at everybody else.  I'm gonna have a lot of making up to do after my crystals settle, damn them anyway.

I've found some Ahhht for you that is deceptive-  it's actually ceramics, so look closely and read the blurb.  Amazing work.

CERAMICS THAT MIMIC WOOD:  Ceramicist Christopher David White (previously) accurately captures the decay of wood through ceramics, portraying the distinct character of the natural material from the fine wood grain to the light ash coloration at the pieces’ edges. By utilizing a trompe l’oeil technique, White forces the viewer to take a closer look at his work while also investigating the truth hidden in the hyperrealistic sculptures.

Don't forget the Super Moon and Eclipse tonight!

Saturday, September 26, 2015

wealthy closeup monkish

Paint should not be applied thick. It should be like a breath on the surface of a pane of glass. (James Abbott McNeill Whistler)

Little squirrel bowls from Pier 1

Oy Oy Oy-  What an awful day. We waited to meet the wallpaper guy who didn't show at 9:30 as arranged.  I had to go to the doctor's and TY had a golf game but we hung out to the last possible second.  Yeah, I am still miserable from the vertigo but there seemed to be a small improvement from yesterday.  I left on my precarious high speed trip to the doc and TY waited for the guy. Meanwhile I found that I had thrown my phone into my purse without turning it off last night so it was dead as a doorknob and I was cut from the lines of communication.  As soon as I got to doc office I plugged in to the waiting room but only got up to 3%-  just enough to know I had four phone calls since leaving the house.  Nothing to do but worry about it later.

Physical went great, have lost a few pounds and all my numbers are perfect, so as they say, I'm in PERFECT shape for the shape I'm in!  Doc gave me an Rx for some valium to get through the revolving chair ride I must do in a few days plus I needed Molly's Rx for insulin so off to the pharmacy I go where I also got my flu shot since the doc hadn't ordered enough.  Did all that, left phone charging an had 3 messages when I got back to the car from the idiot wallpaper guy who was sitting outside the wrong house.  I gotta admit that I entered mad.  He was so ineffectual, from showing up late to sitting in front of the wrong house for 2 hours. And he wouldn't do what I needed even though I had completely described the project to him.
I am firing his Russian ass.
See?  THAT is how stressed he made me-  mostly complaining about no light, walls not primed, wrong ladder, and finally no air conditioning.  Well I went to one of the 2' silver conduits on the floor and aimed one right at him-  yup, we have air conditioning.  Grrrr.

So I finally got home and tried me a valium.  Things got better, mind you, not myself yet, but it seemed to take the edge off all my crashing into walls.  And I could stand without needing to hold on with both hands.  I am SO afraid I will be arrested for drunk and disorderly, I am stumbling all over the place and slurring words and hallucinating-  things like the floor is trying to HIT me...

BUT, while I was there early in the morning I had the two Cubans back with my stainless countertops.  They are fab- I'm so happy.  And the mirrors are up in the bathrooms-  big ones!  And I divided all the knobs and handles I ordered from etsy into bags for each room and the numbers came out.  I feel like I'm building this thing by myself.  

Now, to go to something a bit weirder, today we have a bit of a raspberry theme, something I haven't glommed onto before.  One of these days I will be able to pick my own again- I used to have a whole hedge of them back in MA that all became ripe together on the Fourth of July.  And we sure had a fill of raspberries at every meal for a month.  It made up for the raw skin on our arms from the brambles.

SKULLS:  Producing work since 1974, Japanese artist and jeweler Shinji Nakaba infuses all matter of anatomical forms, skulls, and flowers into what he describes as “wearable sculptures.” The pieces come in all shapes and sizes, but his most prolific series involves human and animal skulls carved from oyster pearls and attached to rings, necklaces, and brooches. In addition to selling pieces through his online shop, Nakaba’s work has been shown at the Montreal Museum of Fine Arts and the Museum of Arts & Design in New York, as well as several galleries and museums around Japan. You can see more of his jewelry designs and pearl carvings on his website.

RASPBERRY SKULLS:  Joseph Marr (some artworks nsfw) is an Australian multi-media artist based in Berlin known for his anatomically perfect sugar constructions of the human body that explore issues of desire and mortality. Last year for an organ donor charity called Live Life Give Life, a special art exhibition was organized by the Skull Appreciate Society titled Celebrabis Vitae where artist were invited to create skull-themed artworks. Marr’s contribution to the macabrely tongue-in-cheek event was this life-size translucent skull made from edible raspberry-flavored sugar.
Marr explains on his website that sugar only melts at a dangerously hot temperature of 366.8°F (186°C), and then cools rapidly once the heat source is removed, giving him only the slightest window to work with the maleable goo. “It’s a sensory overload, the smell, the colour, the heat and the honey like movement… it’s sharp like glass and smooth like marble and at the same time rough like concrete. Unpredictable.”