Thursday, August 01, 2013

whir arbiter cogitate



Truth is so excellent that if it but praises small things, they become noble.   Leonardo



Here they are, my Sea Grape tree now has it's grapes.  See?  Grapes!  




Throat Protection!  I'm so happy it's toasted, makes a difference...  but the illustration looks more like the GUY is toasted.








SINCERELY LOUISE, website of Louise Walker a London knitter who does fantastic things.  Check out her animal heads-  a kind of taxidermy I can approve!  But she also fashions wigs out of yarn and fiber-  Also look at her photography site .  A very young woman we will be hearing a lot from in the future!









Oil paintings by Tom Birkner of rainy highway landscapes as seen through a windshield








 Some of Ann Veronica Janssens‘ work is clearly and singularly about color.  For a number of her installations, Janssens’ uses a color film that transforms the light shining through it.  She then fills the space with an artificial fog which seems to glow with color.  The fog acts as a vehicle to carry the light and spread it into the air of the space; a way to experience color and only color.  There is no depth, texture, or line but just color and its saturation.  The installations create a dreamy atmosphere when any medium between color and the eye seems to disappear.



Paul Cezanne's studio


OK, enough about stuff, now about me... Like you never heard that before)-  still in Vermont, it's still beee-utiful, and lovely to have all the windows and doors open to the gardens-  love sleeping at night with UN air conditioned air.  Spent the morning glueing huge rhinestones to a (pink) tie dye dress for the GD, so we had to wait for it to dry.  I know they will be picked off at first wearing, but hey, I don't wear many 2" stones on my bosom so it's a good use of them-  just hope she doesn't opt to wear it the first day of kintergarden!  So later today I GOT AWAY for one whole hour and a half and headed to Delectable Mountains in Brattleboro, the most delicious fabric store I've ever been to.  I bought some silk embossed fabric that I will probably have to contemplate for a long time before cutting.  Rest assured you will hear me whine about it when I start!  I bought another silk length too, looks like a kimono fabric to me, very subtle clay and gray pastern that would make a nice dress should I ever in my life actually wear a dress.  I'll take pictures of both fabrics but don't have my camera cable with me.  Meanwhile, a couple of iPhone dazzlers:
View from the west side of the house, looking east

the deck with the hot tub we have to pry the kids from-  here the Small Boy has gotten out to pee in the bushes-  guess that's as much as I can ask for at this point.  He will kill me for this in a few years.  

And here My Big Boy, their uncle, teaches both the kiddos all about croquet.  It quickly devolved into a wicket thieving 3 year old and a hammering session we had to intervene in to save a life.  Or two.  Another year before this works.
We played 'Bananagram' late into the night- imagine that, ME, the one who hates games! I must buy it, even though I really hate bananas too.



awwwww.  tiny little fists and teensy little feets!  


And that might be the last you hear of me for a few more days-  the internet here is iffy at best, unpredictable and least.  We have six folks vying for connections at any given point, and if you've ever been a mother you know that everybody else take precedence over your needs to blog.  Sigh.  See you soon.   S.

1 comment :

Mary Beth Frezon said...

oooooh delectable mountain.... how much fondling and how much throwing money at them.... willingly... so willingly...