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jaeleslie at 03:22pm on 15/06/2004
jaeleslie at 03:22pm on 15/06/2004It's been eons, huh. Well, I thought I should write something sensible here (since I have sent the LJ link to the teacher I am having for a class at the calligraphy conference this summer), instead of a quiz thingy (which I got rather interesting results on last night although I don't know if it actually posted here). Backwards from today: I've just finished another six-page apazine. On to the next, which is well in hand, but due the end of the week. Eeek. Last night stayed up looking at what everyone has been up to on LJ for the last few days. Also started putting together my supply list for the conference. Not that I need any art supplies you know. But there might be something.
The mornings have been entirely reading & writing. Started on a big fat book about Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, Osler's Web, of which I had clipped a review some years ago. It's quite detailed (interesting on the science and the politics of it) and at the same time surprisingly suspenseful. Also finished a load of Patricia McKillip, wrote quite a bit about it, and started Five Quarters of the Orange.
The weather has been the usual summer fronts rolling through, which make me swell up quite uncomfortably and have various aches (shoulders today, hands yesterday, etc). I can't remember the weekend. It was too long ago. Surely I've cooked something? oh yes rhubarb bread last week, and then rhubarb bars, which were polished off last night. Chili dinner. Chicken dinner the night before. Spinach salad with bacon. Gallons of fruit salad. And so on.
Number One Son is out of school, and beginning three weeks of drivers education this week. The Four O'Clock Rule is now in effect, as of Friday, which is: No loud music before four in the afternoon.
Friday is as far back as I can stretch my memory. We had a calligraphy study group, and made paper. I had provided some bleached hemp pulp, and some art paper pulp with blue and green pigments in them. Chris made Rothko compositions, and Marcia made geometric forms as is her wont, and we stood on the cement floor putting them through the press until my knees were stiff. Then we went to have a Thai lunch on Willy Street, and off to Olbrich to see the Thai Pavilion. The gardens have odd installations and sculptures scattered about. The watercolor show there unfortunately was over, but it was good to take a look at the exhibition space, of which the local watercolor society seems to make good use.
That's all. The next art fair is in less than four weeks now. My brain hurts. We'll have to take it out then.
The mornings have been entirely reading & writing. Started on a big fat book about Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, Osler's Web, of which I had clipped a review some years ago. It's quite detailed (interesting on the science and the politics of it) and at the same time surprisingly suspenseful. Also finished a load of Patricia McKillip, wrote quite a bit about it, and started Five Quarters of the Orange.
The weather has been the usual summer fronts rolling through, which make me swell up quite uncomfortably and have various aches (shoulders today, hands yesterday, etc). I can't remember the weekend. It was too long ago. Surely I've cooked something? oh yes rhubarb bread last week, and then rhubarb bars, which were polished off last night. Chili dinner. Chicken dinner the night before. Spinach salad with bacon. Gallons of fruit salad. And so on.
Number One Son is out of school, and beginning three weeks of drivers education this week. The Four O'Clock Rule is now in effect, as of Friday, which is: No loud music before four in the afternoon.
Friday is as far back as I can stretch my memory. We had a calligraphy study group, and made paper. I had provided some bleached hemp pulp, and some art paper pulp with blue and green pigments in them. Chris made Rothko compositions, and Marcia made geometric forms as is her wont, and we stood on the cement floor putting them through the press until my knees were stiff. Then we went to have a Thai lunch on Willy Street, and off to Olbrich to see the Thai Pavilion. The gardens have odd installations and sculptures scattered about. The watercolor show there unfortunately was over, but it was good to take a look at the exhibition space, of which the local watercolor society seems to make good use.
That's all. The next art fair is in less than four weeks now. My brain hurts. We'll have to take it out then.