9

Nine weeks and counting.

I'd like to know what type of tree is this. Can you help?

Did I mention...

I'll be without a camera for 10 weeks?

I'm really not a political junkie...I define myself as a peasant woman who is compelled to make sense of the world and my place in it.  I'm sitting here listening to Amy Goodman interview in depth a citizen of Jena, LA and it is adding to that feeling of warped reality.  This adds to that sense of trauma that came to a head with the re-election of the occupying President. This is also where the cultivation of spirituality and faith enters...a place to land, root and sprout.

Ten Weeks and counting.

My camera is broken. Mo and Ade were the culprits. They are still living and breathing. Miraculously. I was so upset that I couldn't get upset. Their attempts at explaining what happened started to annoy me and I calmly asked that I be left alone and to close the door to my bedroom on the way out. I dialed my partner and calmly explained the situation and asked him to get home to tend to HIS children.

That was 2 days ago. I am still calm about it. Miraculously.  I took it in for repair today.  I will be without it for 10 weeks.  10 weeks. TEN WEEKS.  TEN WEEKS!

When I arrived back home I had 2 more bumper stickers from Gerrie at Crazy For Fiber and a beautiful textile postcard of a sunflower in silk!  The silk feels soooo good.  Thank you Gerrie!   

What's Going On?

Tax dollars at work

TheStory

Making the trip Saturday was very inspirational.  We only stayed about an hour and wish I could have hung out with them longer but the O2 was getting low. Looking back on the hour now I realize I was too struck with awe to ask him (my own brother?!) questions about the works and spent my time just basking as a speechless fan. 

Now my brother is only 6 years younger than I, so his feathers have been plucked (see how I worked that in Ron?) but he seems to be strutting his stuff and standing taller these days and I admire him for taking a running fast flying leap toward his ambitions. He made the first sale while we were there and I had to contain myself and not be the goofy sister. 

Ron had 13 pieces hanging on the walls and some loose matted works available.  His larger pieces were giclee printed on canvas and wrapped around a frame. Just beautiful.  The one on the postcard ran the length of 65"x24" entitled TheirStory and when I saw it in person I wanted to fall to my knees.  His works at first look humourous and the line drawing child like but there is this deeply soulful presence, a vibration conveyed by the saturation of enveloping colour and then there is the first glance of a deeper meaning that is bittersweet and you know there is something very rooted in the imagery.

Click here to see the 6 images I got before the battery in my camera died.  My intentions (you know how that goes?) was to get more shots of the works individually but the pictures will give you a smidget of his work.

On the health front, Sunday, I began to notice some improvement.

News Flash! Details at a later date.

This morning we woke and decided to go see Ron's show...Peter was worried I was going to make myself sicker if I didn't see it and have to listen to me call everyone and their mama and cry over it.  I'm tahd (not tired) but happy!

Will report more later and hopefully with photos.

The Ups and Downs

As much as I wanted Dirt's postcard to stay at the top of my blog, I'm moving it down because I just watched a You Tube video of this young man and my spirit went flying even higher.  Here is his website:

Stephen Wiltshire

But if you don't have time to give just due to perusing the website at least, I beg you to at least! go to You Tube and watch a 5 minute video of him working on one his 360 degree city sketches of Tokyo. 

Now, for the really horrible state of affairs...I have bronchitis and can't make it to the reception tonight and I can't even drown my sorrows in a bottle of beer.  If all goes well, my youngest son will get to go but I can't trust him with my camera. 

Upfromsumdirt @ Gallerie Soleil

This is in Lexington, Kentucky.  This is my brother's first solo show.  Looking at this postcard, my spirit just overflows with love.  He came into the world creative!