primalmommy on wed 16 apr 03
The archives of history have been looted, the war rages on, my kid has
had a fever for 3 days, and art is imitating life in ways that scare
hell out of us...
still, the wren is back, and I am -- as always -- grateful they have
chosen my yard again this year for their nest, a little clay birdhouse I
made with a bird on top and weird runic stamping around the sides that
must say something appealing in wren. This morning -- windows finally
open despite an april hail and snow last weekend - I heard their little
chattery song and felt like the homely girl asked to the prom... what
luck, to be chosen!
I went to a wonderful two day workshop at the 577 foundation over the
weekend: Linda Christiansen. It would be hard not to love her. She has
that wisconsin/minnesota way of speaking, and a perfect blend of genius
and folksy-ness. She invited us into her life, and her work, and her
thought process, and it was great to watch her work. Her drive and the
joy she gets from putting things together is clear.. she seems not to
realize her own brilliance. At a request from an attendee, she put
together a spur-of-the-moment demo on shooting slides, setting up a
shiny pot and showing us how to light it, set up a backdrop, reflect
light, and get it just right. She assembled oil cans and threw
wonderful, gestural pots... we were all so honored to be there, and she
seemed at a loss to understand why a bunch of folks who could be home
working in their gardens would pay money to watch her "make dishes"...
anyway she was a joy. And the only other woman I ever met who raids a
tackle box for earrings! I had to take off early because of a feverish
kid, but I had a ball, and would recommend her workshop to potters
anywhere.
And though the world seems to be going to hell in a handbasket, purple
crocus are popping up at odd spots in my lawn, looking for the old lady
who died in this house a dozen years ago before we bought it.. I have
put in a second garden, and built myself (drumroll please)... a
greenhouse! Actually a hoop house, to extend my season on either end.
Want to see pictures? http://www.primalmommy.com has a link called "look
at my new greenhouse!" I built it all by myself in a weekend for under
$50 and I aim to have big red ripe tomatoes on my table while the less
fortunate in my region are still buying those gas-ripened, rock-hard
supermarket ones. Am I gloating? So sorry. (not.) If you know anybody
who ran out and bought plastic sheeting for chemical attack, talk them
out of it and build a hoop house. It tells on my page how I made it.
We're all going to be OK. Bad art is still bad art even if the artists
are getting rich... it's like cheating the IRS. You might get away with
it, but you still have to live with yourself... I'd rather pay what I
owe than look over my shoulder, waiting to be found out. I'd rather make
what I love and go without money than get a big check for being clever.
Yours, Kelly in Ohio...waiting impatiently to see the pbj play!
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Jan Goodland Metz on wed 16 apr 03
Your greenhouse looks great, you could probably use it for sweet
potatoes and watermelons in summer to get them to full size in the fall.
I lived a lot of my life in Northeastern Ohio where fall could get cold
quick. Are you father south?
primalmommy wrote:
>The archives of history have been looted, the war rages on, my kid has
>had a fever for 3 days, and art is imitating life in ways that scare
>hell out of us...
>
>still, the wren is back, and I am -- as always -- grateful they have
>chosen my yard again this year for their nest, a little clay birdhouse I
>made with a bird on top and weird runic stamping around the sides that
>must say something appealing in wren. This morning -- windows finally
>open despite an april hail and snow last weekend - I heard their little
>chattery song and felt like the homely girl asked to the prom... what
>luck, to be chosen!
>
>I went to a wonderful two day workshop at the 577 foundation over the
>weekend: Linda Christiansen. It would be hard not to love her. She has
>that wisconsin/minnesota way of speaking, and a perfect blend of genius
>and folksy-ness. She invited us into her life, and her work, and her
>thought process, and it was great to watch her work. Her drive and the
>joy she gets from putting things together is clear.. she seems not to
>realize her own brilliance. At a request from an attendee, she put
>together a spur-of-the-moment demo on shooting slides, setting up a
>shiny pot and showing us how to light it, set up a backdrop, reflect
>light, and get it just right. She assembled oil cans and threw
>wonderful, gestural pots... we were all so honored to be there, and she
>seemed at a loss to understand why a bunch of folks who could be home
>working in their gardens would pay money to watch her "make dishes"...
>anyway she was a joy. And the only other woman I ever met who raids a
>tackle box for earrings! I had to take off early because of a feverish
>kid, but I had a ball, and would recommend her workshop to potters
>anywhere.
>
>And though the world seems to be going to hell in a handbasket, purple
>crocus are popping up at odd spots in my lawn, looking for the old lady
>who died in this house a dozen years ago before we bought it.. I have
>put in a second garden, and built myself (drumroll please)... a
>greenhouse! Actually a hoop house, to extend my season on either end.
>Want to see pictures? http://www.primalmommy.com has a link called "look
>at my new greenhouse!" I built it all by myself in a weekend for under
>$50 and I aim to have big red ripe tomatoes on my table while the less
>fortunate in my region are still buying those gas-ripened, rock-hard
>supermarket ones. Am I gloating? So sorry. (not.) If you know anybody
>who ran out and bought plastic sheeting for chemical attack, talk them
>out of it and build a hoop house. It tells on my page how I made it.
>
>We're all going to be OK. Bad art is still bad art even if the artists
>are getting rich... it's like cheating the IRS. You might get away with
>it, but you still have to live with yourself... I'd rather pay what I
>owe than look over my shoulder, waiting to be found out. I'd rather make
>what I love and go without money than get a big check for being clever.
>
>Yours, Kelly in Ohio...waiting impatiently to see the pbj play!
>
>
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