January 10, 2010

Traveling Art book!


We each make a page in what ever size we want using whatever media we want and send it to one person who adds a page of their own art, and in turn sends it to one person who adds a page and so on until it is returned to the owner of the book (you). You can have a theme for your book if you like or not.

If you are interested contact Lynn...here is her blog link with that post included.


Earthquake

Yesterday was our family's first major earthquake.  We do live near the beach and so we are in a tsunami hazard zone.  We have talked about what we would do during an earthquake.  We talked about what we would do if there was a tsunami. My husband said if it is big enough to throw you down then it is big enough to cause a tsunami.  This one threw my husband down on his butt while he was going down the stairs.

I was running around thinking, "Well this is an earthquake, I will go to the bathroom and ride it out.  They, (earthquakes) are usually not that strong."  I went toward the bathroom thinking about it being the strongest point in the house.  The earthquake started getting stronger not weaker.  I thought this is too big just to hide in a house...I need to get out of the house.  Then I came out of the bathroom and thought about going through the hall way to the front of the house rather than going out the back door, because the kids were in the front of the house.  I stopped right in front of the racks that are in the hall that have food stored on them.  All the sudden the big jolt came.  The metal bowls I make kim chee in flew off the top shelf, the glass jars crashed on the floor and the whole house was rocking from side to side.  I was looking across the cataclysm at Catherine.  I thought I am not going to be able to go through the hall to get you.  I can just tell you to get out of the house and that is what I am going to do and trust that you will be safe and do what I tell you.  It was a very out of control moment.  But I knew that it was more important for me to get out of the house and be safe than for me to get hurt and others to risk their life to help me.  So in some ways it did feel selfish to turn around and save myself...it was a twisted logic that  worked.  Maybe it is part of the Serenity Prayer that I have tried to practice in other areas of my life that came into play here.

We all got outside.  Joe was the last one out.  He was looking for me.  He couldn't hear me screaming for him to get out of the house and he kept calling me, believing me to have been knocked out.  It is so scary to think that he was still in there and I had to just keep calling for him to get out of the house.  He said it was very noisy and he couldn't hear me calling.  I told him that even you going through the house and kicking the jars that were on the floor would be very noisy and I could understand.  We decided that next time we all take care of our self first and get out of the house and then assess if anyone is still in the house later.

 There was a power pole that had shorted and was smoking in the front of the house.Catherine and Joe both remember hearing it short and seeing sparks....I guess in the house?  We were all gathered around and running toward the truck.  Joe unlocked the truck doors and we all piled in.We raced off the island.  We would have been the first off the island if it weren't for a car from Florida that pulled out in front of us on our way out.  I think the people were sight seeing because they were not going fast enough...for us.  If there had been a tsunami and it was that close every second would count. We saw other people were starting to get in their cars and get off the island as well.  This was not dress rehearsal this was  the real  thing.

Last year the power company who has a power plant on King Salmon, replace the only exit bridge on the island.  The old bridge we were later informed had sheered off 2 feet making it dangerous to drive across.  If that had been out only bridge we would have had to stop the truck and either walk across or go back to the highest point on the hill behind the Power Plant.  We would probably have done the latter as it was closer and would get us to higher elevation the fastest.

When we got off the island we went up the hill to a friends house.  Joe had his two way radio in the truck and started listening to the traffic reports.  We then learned that it was a 6.5 magnitude earth quake, but there was no risk of a tsunami.  After about 20 minutes later. we went to he TV station where my husband is the chief engineer.  They were also without power.

We got back in the truck went to the house ...saw that it was structurally sound and made plans to go back to the TV station.  Joe got the boys to load up the generator and some electrical cords.  We all went back to the TV station.  There was another engineer there that was moving the live truck into place to do a live shot.  They got the generator on the truck started and light turned on.  Joe started working on getting the 1940's back up generator running. He had warned the manager that the generator was too old and was not a reliable back up generator in case of an emergency.   He sent Isaac up to check and see what color the fuel was.  Isaac reported that it was cloudy but not black.  At this time they are all working with flash lights. They needed some thing and the other engineer had a friend that had an auto parts store.  So they called him up and he went and opened up his store and sold him the part.  The engineer said the store counter had fallen right on it's face.  It was a mess in there...and yet the man helped us out.

The generator started and Joe started turning things on.   They got the TV station back on the air.

The Camera was ready, the light was on and Joe went and found the news girl.  She was new and this was her first earthquake that she had ever been through. He came to her and  gave her the mic, she said, "What do you want me to do."  He said, "Get on the air and tell them what you know."  There wasn't enough light  so Joe got his little flashlight out and shined it on her face.  It looked like a movie.  It was an emergency and she looked like she was reporting on and in an emergency.  She had her news reporter notebook out that she was reading from and she was reporting what she knew.
 
       Catherine said, "This is so ghetto."  Maybe but sometime it is the appropriate technology that works and is the right thing for the situation.  I told her this looks right, this looks like the way it really felt.  It would be neat if we could get a hold of that video...if we do I will try to post it.

     About an hour later the generator quit...died.

     All that we could do was to transmit on the air live but nothing from the affiliate.  Since there was no electricity there was no way to get any live footage and edit it and replay it on the air.  So they made a little hand made written sign that said that they would be back  and taped it to the side of the new truck. (I wish I could remember what the sign said.  I wish I would have taken the sign when we left, because we were the last ones to leave).

   When the DJ from the radio station, that shares our parking lot came over and told us their generator had died.  Joe told him that he had a generator in his truck that they could use.  This radio station was one of  two stations that was keeping people informed.  It is nice to live and be a part of a community.  Joe said that the guys at the radio station couldn't have been more pleased to get that generator out of the truck than if you had said it was gold.

   The DJ said that there had been a lot of phone calls that came in concerning large screen TV's that they had gotten for Christmas all busted.  Talk about the Grinch that stole Christmas.

    I was glad I had been keeping my house clean.  My biggest tragedy was the laundry soap and come off the shelf.  It was the kind that has a spout that you press.  Well I had the lid off and it had poured all over the washer and dryer.  I thought this is just a little inconvenience.  It wasn't long till every thing was swept up and it was time to go to bed...at 1:30 in the morning.  It was a long day.

January 8, 2010

Black and White and Red all over.

Well this might be a good time as any to introduce you to a mistake.
I sometime get really excited about making something and only after about half way into it do I realize that it is going to be a flop.  This was what happened with this tea cozy I decided to make for Ancient Cloth.

She had mentioned a special cloth that she bought from the New England Quilt Museum. Oh boy, I thought I have some 'special' cloth and I hadn't figured out what to do with it.  I will make it into a tea cozy for AC.  Right. Here is the cloth.


I got this fabric from Alma Stoller before she was featured on the cover of Quilting Arts Magazine.
I had entered a quiltie in a contest that she was having on her yahoo group.


This is called Emotions.
It is really my first slow cloth in the sense that it was done slowly...lots of hand work and I discovered a lot of wisdom in it.  I explained this when I posted it on her yahoo group.
The orange lady is joy ad the green is fear but in between these two is the one that could either be anger or depression (anger turned inward).
When we are depressed or angry we are not really expressing our fears or joys.
We are stuck.

The other 'special' cloth is this nice red cloth.



couldn't really see it?



I took a class with Ann Johnson on Quilt Design.
She passed out a scape of her hand died fabrics to each participant.
I have never found just the right place for this piece.

I had just the motivation I needed to overcome all obstacles of fear.
But then realized this isn't going to work.
Will show you in my next post what I decided to do to "make it work".


To be continued in next post.

January 7, 2010

January has become a CLEANING month

I know the new buzz is Clearing Space...but to get right down to it I have been wiping, washing, dumping, re-organizing and deep cleaning.  Not only that, but I have been developing new habits, clean habits.  The first habit that I put in place was that I wasn't going to wash another child's dish.  In exchange for not washing them I have told them that they will have better thought out meals.  Which I have been able to do since I am not behind the eight ball in cleaning all the dishes. (We have a dishwasher...but I have a religious objection to using it, which my kids do not understand.  Plainly it is this; if I have to wash the dishes clean so that machine can throw soap all over them and rinse them, then why shouldn't I just go ahead and wash them.  So I do.)

Today Louise Bird wrote in the comments about how important tea was to British way of life.  I went down determined to have a cup of chia tea.  I could nearly smell it.  But when I went to look for the canister I couldn't find it.  The water was boiling and still I couldn't find it.  I started cleaning out the kitchen cabinets and wiping them down with a rage.  I clean one shelf then another.  Then I found a small bag of the left over chia tea mix that I had made.  I had enough to make a pot of tea.  I continued to clean and search for my container of chia tea mix.

I have done almost two cabinets and four drawers...and four hours later I figured out where it might be.  It had rolled under a metal rack that we store jars and can food.  Well I tell you that there is nothing that modivates me to clean than losing something.  So I feel that I am headed in the right direction for Januaray.


Erika C. at Each Day is a Present has been writing a lot about creating a vision for herself this year.  She has posted about making a Vision Calendar .  I have been thinking about making one...but I have decided to devote 12 pages of my new journal, when it gets here to the task.  She also talks about Choosing Three Qualities that you want to see this year.  I have had a lot to meditate on while I am cleaning...and I think that cleaning is a great way to meditate.  So I am going to be jotting down ideas, goals and qualities on as I work, to write into my journal.


 

I like to keep a journal.  I don't write a lot about what I am doing in the journal.  Sometimes I do but mostly I write about things that are important that I have read or that I heard that I don't want to forget.  I also write reflections of what I think about a certain situation.  I have been reading over my journal the past couple of weeks and have revisited some things that I had forgotten about.  I found they hold some incredible truths and are like a time capsule of the year.  I could just write in a blank book that doesn't have any date.  In fact I do this when I am writing my morning pages.  But I like the fact that it is a journal and that there is a sequence of time that keeps you going forward.

I usually buy a weekly planner.  One that shows five day/ or seven days on a page and then has a few photos through out.  This year I decided to try this Moleskin Artist Collection which is a blank page for each day.  Perhaps sometimes there will be art or sometime a Mind Map for a page. 

Have you been inspired by the New Year to make some changes, create a new habit, or change your focus by  giving you some new direction for the new year.  I wish you would share it with me.  It feels like we are all starting again at the starting line.

LETS GO!!!

January 5, 2010

Having Tea!


I have been slowly emerging from the holidays.
I have been cleaning and rejuvenating.
I have been rereading my journal from last year,
and contemplating the directions I would like to take in the new year.

To help with all this, I have been drinking tea every day.
Sometimes in the morning, and sometimes before bed.
Sometimes it has be a tea bag
but often it has been mint tea or chamomile tea out of my garden.


The best part of all has been having this tea cozy to help celebrate the ritual of having tea.
This tea cozy was given to me for a Christmas present by my friend Ancient Cloth.
How many different words are there for how much this means to me?
I love it!
  It so represents my heart and my journey and our friendship.


She sent me a note with the meaning of the different symbols,
and a special note about the moon fabric.
She wrote, "The butterfly emerges from the pain and fears we face.
Of course the stars are all connected.
The moon fabric I used is from the New England Quilt Museum for In The Beginning.
(I thought that was kinda cool)"

So do I, as I have been thinking about this new year and each day,
as a New Beginning.

January 4, 2010

Art Swap, Barter and Trade


Today I have officially lunched my new blog:
You will find three of my hand carved linoleum cut prints.
I have traded different kinds of art with artist before.
Some of the trades I have been involved in included ATC, art dolls,
quilted pages, tip-ins and postcards.
It is fun and inspiring to get art from other artist.
I am really excited about starting this blog this year!!
Happy New Year!

December 30, 2009

Miro Page 13




It has been a while since I posted any of my Miro pages from my study book.
I like the exagerated arms and gestures.  I think it is very daring and shocking to have
the caracter sticking out his tongue.

"Gradually Miro became more and more disgusted with the commercialization of art, with "the guy who buys a canvas as an investment."  He even burned some of his canvases, in part for "the joy of being able to say merde to people who see art only for its commercial value,"   he told the journalist Santiago Amon.
    Through out his career, Miro had considered the artwork itself as being only the means to a spiritual end, "Besides," he onced asked,  "do I have to remind you that what I detest most is what is lasting?:  What is lasting, in this centenary retrospective, is more than indivual works; it is the evidence of Miro's uncompromising path toward self discovery."
from Arts and Antiques October 1993

December 28, 2009

Joe's Stocking

I did this stocking our second year of marriage. 
I started it in November and got it done in a month.
It wasn't easy either for the thread is wool not DMC embroidery thread. 

December 25, 2009

Christmas Day


With Nicole and Bree.

Under the tree.


Handmade ornaments hanging above.


A bird's nest long forgotten


Making memories that will last.


And remembering those of Christmas past


A visit from a Christmas mouse


Wishing you a Merry Christmas!!!


And a Happy New Year!!

December 22, 2009

Winston's Stocking


 
I cross stitched this for Winston when he was an infant...but didn't get it finished till he was 3.


We were living in Oregon and so I thought a Douglas Fir would make a good motif for the back.