Monday, July 28, 2008
a. The doctrine that reality is composed of many ultimate substances.
b. The belief that no single explanatory system or view of reality can account for all the phenomena of life.
c. A theory that reality consists, not of an organic whole, but of two or more independent material or spiritual entities.
"True pluralism..., is always universal pluralism, (or integral-aperspectival): you start with the commonalities and deep structures that unite human beings--we all suffer, and triumph, laugh and cry, feel pleasure and pain, wonder and remorse; we all have the capacity to form images, symbols, concepts, rules; we all have 208 bones, two kidneys, and one heart; we are all open to a Divine Ground, by whatever name. And then you add all the wonderful differences, surface structures, culturally constructed variants, and so on, that make various groups--and various individuals--all different, special, and unique. But if you start with the differences and the pluralism, and never make it to the universal, then you have only the aprespectival madness, ethnocentric revivals, regressive catastrophes."
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Etymology: Middle English, from Anglo-French, from Late Latin illusion-, illusio.
a (1): a misleading image presented to the vision (2): something that deceives or misleads intellectually b (1): perception of something objectively existing in such a way as to cause misinterpretation of its actual nature
"We tell ourselves stories in order to live...We interpret what we see, select the most workable of the multiple choices. We live entirely, especially if we are writers, by the imposition of a narrative line upon disparate images, by the "ideas" with which we have learned to freeze the shifting phantasmagoria which is our actual experience".
---Joan Didion, The White Album
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Caution...it's quite loud at the beginning and the sound is rather uneven throughout.
Video about Kathryn's show.
I was able to take a brief break in the afternoon to wander about to see other people's wonderful work, take a few pictures and enjoy the flowers. Kathryn's garden is quite large and there are many secret "rooms" and hidden paths to explore. Here is a table ready for a tea break hidden in the cedars:
These are the two adobe ovens Kathryn built in the garden. Not only are the baked goods delicious, the scent of the woodsmoke is too.
14 Year old Maia, with her miniature paintings. In her current work, she selects a small detail from an old mater painting and repaints it in her own style. I bought the detail from Botticelli's Birth of Venus. I love it!
Maia is heading to Beijing next week, she won a trip to the Olympics in Visa's "Olympics of the Imagination" children's art contest. She and her brother Quinn are are some of the coolest kids I know. Quinn is an invaluable assistant and manages the orphan beads for me!
A view down towards the back of the garden. There was pottery, ironwork, furniture, tin smithing, soap, furniture, textiles, spinning, paintings in oil, acrylics and watercolor, jewelry, hand bound books, all kinds of plants, and more, all handmade by local artisans.
Diana and her art jewelry in her beautifully decorated booth:
Our host, Kathryn...coming out the door and being shy! Her home was built in the 1840's and she grew up on the adjacent farm, so every inch of her land knows and loves her. There's a nice article about Kathryn and green gardening in this summer's Harowsmith Country Life . Hollyhocks up to the eaves...
...and all around the house! Who wouldn't love to live in a house wrapped in hollyhocks?
My dear friend Veronica and her beautiful booth:
Now this leads me to one little difficulty...my own booth. I'll come right out and say it...no pictures. Sorry! When I came back from my little walkabout, the booth was full of customers with questions, and purchases and requests for demos...and taking a picture went right out of my thoughts. I remembered...when we had everything put away for the evening. Bonehead. This is after forgetting my camera last year, forgetting the battery the year before AND forgetting the #*!! memory card this year. I went out and BOUGHT a new memory card, I was determined to take some pictures. So you will just have to imagine my booth as being sublimely beautiful, brimming with excellent merchandise and incredibly efficient and organized. What you are picturing is probably much better than the picture would have been!
We enjoyed dinner on Saturday night, eaten outdoors on Veronica's new flagstone patio in her heavenly garden, surrounded by billowing poppies and more hollyhocks. It was great to see our friends Carol and Laurie again and to get caught up.
Charlie put on quite a performance for us. I call this picture "Flossing for Cats 101".
Corset rings are now on their way to new homes.
So took us to dinner at the Buttermilk Cafe, which is a tradition, as I must have a piece of their lemon pie at least once a year! My friend Chris came for a visit and joined us for dinner. It was so great to see him...we hadn't seen each other for a Very Long Time. He fit right in, and has a matching sense of humour so it was a laughter-filled dinner! I am happy to have a picture of him, he's a little shorter than I had remembered. Seriously, I'm not sure why he insisted on being photographed on his knees but it was extremely funny at the time. You'll just have to trust me on that one! And what am I doing? I have no idea!
Monday saw us back at the Buttermilk to have breakfast with Anne. And more lemon pie. Once a year, I get to have pie with breakfast! And it was goooood!
Our drive home was fairly leisurely, with a few pleasant breaks, and miraculously no Toronto traffic problems. We were very tired, and it is so very good to be back at the lake.
So had some dental work done today which was NOT pleasant and quite painful. How fragile our bodies are, and sometimes our souls go through fragile times too. It's a paradox that even in the most pleasant times, pain can be so close to the surface...of our bodies and of our minds. This evening's mission is to care for the pain of So's body, and to nurture myself a little bit too. I have a great deal of work to do, of many different kinds, but tonight is a time to rest and be kind to my own soul.
I know this was a long, long post! Thanks for reading this far...you know I'm always glad you stopped by!
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Be kind to yourself too! I'll be posting next week with a show report and lots of pictures!
Friday, July 11, 2008
So this is a little of what I have been doing. I'm enjoying the creative time, though the beach keeps calling me, (seductive lies that the water is warm, sure, come on down!). Just a few more gaps to fill in, some pricing, some small signs to print out, and the surprise balls to assemble. I'm only making 18 of them so hopefully it will go fast. Some GREAT goodies to put into this years batch!
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Sunday, July 6, 2008
I found this great rock on my walk. I did not bring it home, now I wish I had. I try not to bring up every rock that catches my eye, because if I did we would be up to our eyebrows in rocks. In fact, that is one firm rule explained to guests...if you bring up rocks you have to take them home with you. I got tired of hauling buckets of rocks back down to the beach!
The little pit was full of the tiniest quartz crystals imagineable!
So made dinner tonight, homemade Mulligatawny soup. It was so good, lick the bowl good, toe curling good! So is a very meticulous cook...spices are ground by hand in a mortar, every ingredient carefully measured and organized in tiny bowls, complete attention given to the cooking. Unlike me...I toss in pinches or handfuls, read a book while stirring, and talk on the phone. Amazingly, edible stuff emerges, usually! Here is the beautiful soup with rice on the side. It was amazing!
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
This lovely lady was resting on the garden hose and consented to have a little visit this afternoon. Isn't she beautiful?
Thanks Sam, for sharing this great Gothicky find:
Drac in a Box
All sorts of delectable goodies, plus they contribute to the Bat Conservation Trust. I love this!
The flowers on the deck, and the meadow are looking so lovely right now, I wish I could haul all the studio stuff out there. Not really. But it's awfully pleasant out there and calls to me with a siren song. I am ridiculously happy with our pots of flowers and herb. Much as I love a lush and elaborate garden, I am quite aware that I simply will not invest the time and energy that particular kind of garden requires. I'll continue to enjoy looking at other peoples gardens, but for me plants in pots are the way to go! Everything can be deadheaded, weeded, fertilized and/or watered in an hour.
I made 36 pairs of earrings today, an uncounted number of bead caps and headpins, and have three fine silver corset rings ready for the kiln tomorrow.
I've struggled off and on for about a year with a particularly tricky soft glass called Kronos...I've seen so many beautiful beads made with it but I could never seem to get it to do it's magic for me. It requires a certain flame chemistry and a heating/cooling pattern, and I would generally get frustrated with it and go on to a more cooperative glass. I'm not sure what prompted me to try it again this week, but something clicked and I was able to persuade it to behave. Now if I could just tame it's sister glass, Terra...