Progress. I’ve been making it, albeit in a total tortoise slow and steady wins the race fashion. I’ve been facing the fears inherent in this new “big project”* and taking small manageable steps towards completion. ha! That’s sounds so grown up. I’ve taken the photographs (still need a couple more) and the universe has generously provided me with the means to print them as large cyanotypes in the form of the amazing Judy being in my Alt Process class! She has a kick ass alt process studio set up in her home that we can print at and she has a contact frame large enough for 20×24” paper. Ask and ye shall receive right? So, that part of the project is moving forward. The sculptures? ugh. Still haven’t figured that out yet. Not even sure if that’s what I should be calling them. First material test was a bust. Need to try some thicker paper. Plastic? Mat board?? I’m still a bit stuck there. But I’ll figure it out. I have no deadline for this, so am not stressing things. Just trying to keep the momentum going and not get bogged down in self-doubt. I think my woodcut is close to completion which means…
Category: Facts of life
July 30 Birthday Astrology – like whoa
Leos born on July 30 are creative in a spiritual as well as a tangible sense. Their almost otherworldly nature is fortified by a pleasant personality and a strong sense of self. They have a genuine charisma that draws others to them. Whether or not they are physically attractive, they possess a singular charm that sets them apart from everyone else. Friends and Lovers Although loners by preference and temperament, July 30 folks are intensely devoted to their friends. In love and romance, they seem to fall in love with people who are unlike them, and yet they manage to create a harmonious relationship. Children and Family July 30 natives may harbor some serious doubts about their upbringing and have a tendency to privately question the nature of their childhood. As parents, they seek to keep the lines of communication open at all times between themselves and their children. Health July 30 people have a love-hate relationship with exercise. They love the way it makes them look and feel, yet they can never quite muster any enjoyment from it. They may also find it difficult to make a place in their schedule for serious physical training, but when they do…
April can bite my ever-expanding ass!
Well, I somehow manage to recover from the plague and get on with my life. And thank the heavens we are almost through with the evil month of April! The month of far too many birthdays and way too much cake! It starts with Chris’s birthday on the 2nd and not only did I bake him a cake, I made chocolate fudge frosting from scratch! Per his request and because I love him. And yes, it was good. We finally get that cake finished off, and here comes Erin’s birthday on Saturday the 13th! Which means the Friday before she got to celebrate with a party at school. I baked cupcakes, stuffed goody bags full of art supplies, and fun and merriment was had by all. On her birthday we took her to Toys-R-Us (she got a scooter, 4 horses in a stable, another Monster High doll, and some black velvet posters to color) and then out to dinner where she had a hot fudge sundae. And even though she had just had ice cream, and there were still cupcakes at home, apparently a birthday is just not right and proper without a cake! So we swung by the grocery…
NOT MY BABY!!
Remember these kids? Christmas 2008 Hells bells. Kyle was just a baby! And look at how short Erin’s hair was. crazy. And there is our old cat Bodhifattba! And while putting together the slideshow for the Uber’s 50th anniversary party I found these pics from 2009. Apparently that was the year no one wore shirts! Summer 2009 And now? Today? Today Kyle is 16. And he doesn’t want me taking his picture. Maybe because I do things like this: And this: But he’s okay taking selfies in my bathroom mirror! I see how it is. I managed to get this pic last weekend. Kyle is the big one. 16!! ::thud::
Not my baby!!!
Today was Kyle’s first day of high school. High school. But first there was texting to be done. Then a god-mom-take-your-silly-picture smile and he was off. He said he did not need me to walk him to school. Bummer. I was even wearing my fancy pajamas. Paparazzi mom ACTIVATE!
Location, Location, Location
or in this case – context is everything. These are the headings of an article I am currently reading on the Internet: Set aside some naked time Celebrate triumphs If at first she doesn’t succeed, try, try again Increase the fun factor Move into night mode I don’t think it is necessary that you know what the article is about. It’s better this way. Trust me.