Monday, October 20, 2014
Friday, October 17, 2014
I was feeling sort of Jackson Pollock-ish today, and thought I'd post some of his paintings. Simple enough, right? Um, no. Turns out finding images of Pollock paintings is gosh-darn difficult. Normal image searches turn up way more paintings by random people purporting to "do" Pollock, than actual Pollocks, and the images on art sites are often surprisingly low res. Sigh. But here's what I did find, and I was right--they suit an autumnal Friday morning perfectly. But you'll really want to click them up bigger to get the full effect.
Thursday, October 16, 2014
And Thus We Enter The Final Third of The Long-Running Poem Series About The Spring of 2006 (Which Makes The Entire Year-Long Cycle Exactly Two-Thirds Done)
May 1, 2006
I’ve been thinking about routine
What a comfort it is
how much I like it
(there were mauve lilacs
at the farmers market
this past saturday)
but then how
it can be
keeping me from walking straight
or making me stumble when its pulled out from under
Haven’t decided anything
about this yet
image source is here
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
I'm doing it again. I've mentioned several times before how, over the years, one of my preferred easy-reading genres (alongside murder mysteries) has become YA novels. Every time I read one I think the same thing: man, I wish there were books like this when I was a teenaged girl! And then I immediately want to read another one. As if I can retroactively get my fill. Which is a little bit like thinking I should eat too much turkey this Thanksgiving because last year I didn't put enough on my plate. But what the heck--there are relatively few self-indulgent pleasures so harmless and benign as this one. You know you're a nerd when even your vices are bookish.
Anyhow, here's what I've been reading just lately: This One Summer by Jillian Tamaki and Mariko Tamaki, Sisters by Raina Telgemeier, and Mermaid in Chelsea Creek by Michelle Tea. All highly recommended.
photo sources are here, here, and here
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
It behooves one to celebrate the little daily inspirations one enjoys, I always think. For me, one such tiny pleasure is cardigan sweaters. Nerdy? Ho-hum? Almost assuredly. But nevertheless I wear one almost every day and they make me inordinately happy. In theory I have them in just about every color there is. My yellow one--more or less the shade shown above--gets worn especially frequently. But looking through my closet the other day I realized I'd somehow developed a hole in my collection when it came to warm colors. No orange, no pink. An omission I lost no time in rectifying. Two new cardigans in those two essential shades should be arriving any day. I favor the Cropped Cashmere Cardigan from British retailer Boden. Usually it has three-quarter length sleeves, but right now they're doing it with long sleeves for Fall, which I'm thinking will make for a welcome variation in the mix. Plus they were on sale when I ordered them (though alas they no longer are right now). Can't wait to rock the pink one especially--the hue of which you can see just below, although I plan to wear it with brighter shades of skirts and tops than this here model is doing.
Monday, October 13, 2014
I called this picture "Baby's last Polaroid / Baby's 1st spray paint" in honor of it being the last weekly photo taken with real Polaroid film, before moving on to the Impossible Project clone film, and it thereby forming something of a pair with Baby's First Polaroid. And "baby" of course at this point is almost purely a joke, since here is a kid big enough to help me repaint the little table that now sits, yellow, in our newly refurbished living room. Only after I wrote on the picture with my trusty indelible sharpie did I remember that actually Mabel had in fact spray-painted once before, in the course of a morning of art projects at her grandfather's house not so long ago. But it was too late. And anyhow "Baby's 2nd spray paint" would hardly have had the same ring about it.
Friday, October 10, 2014
I've talked before about how much I loved Michelle Grabner's curation of her floor at the Whitney Biennial. She was the first artist ever to co-curate the show, and lately I've gotten quite entranced by her own artwork. She makes many kinds of things in various media, but the ones that have really caught my attention are her circular pieces. One interesting thing is that, although they cohere quite closely together visually, these are actually two different kinds of works: drawings done in silverpoint (as seen above) and paintings employing tiny dots (as seen directly below). I find both sorts to be quite hypnotically beautiful.