Monday, December 29, 2008
Friday, December 26, 2008
Interior page of the journal. This is a large book (12x9.25 inches) that I found in the give-away pile at work. It is published by the American Society of Plastic Surgeons, and the caption across from this page reads:
"surgical practices designed to transform the human body began in acient Eqypt in 3000 B.C." This particular etching is from the first textbook on plastic surgery.
I will post more as I get more into the journal.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Got a neat Solstice message from my friend and mentor, Jan Phillips. She also sent a link to a great song off of her new CD. You might want to listen on http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=46MMuhuiZtM.
Hopefully more art will appear, as I have two weeks off! Don't know that I have ever taken two weeks off a one time, so I am looking forward to it. I am already lounging around the fire, watching movies and reading books, so I am taking care of myself.
Blessings of the season to you and yours.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
This will make any photo into a christmas ornament, but there are other interesting ideas also.
It is snowing here, has been all day. It did not start to stick until about 6, but the pavement is now covered. Nasty commute in the AM, but I am sick with a cold so I may stay home tomorrow and have a blazing fire all day long!
I will work on art tomorrow, Sorry but I have been going so many places that I have not had time for art!
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Sunday, December 07, 2008
This was forwarded to me from "my" soldier in Afghanistan, and I broke down weeping as I read it. Regardless of our political feelings about the current war in Iraq, I hope we are all doing something to acknowledge and remember our men and women who "stand at the front of the line".Peaceful holidays to you all,
A Different Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room
and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood,his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snowblown in drifts.
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at 'Pearl on a day in December,"
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother.
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
" So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right.""
But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you money," Iasked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
PLEASE, would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities. Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.
Saturday, December 06, 2008
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
Of course, I made the "Large Joy" first and actually followed the directions and measurements, and on the "Small Joy" I did my own thing. I think that my wanderings are more successful than trying to follow someone else's directions slavishly!
However, I am always on the lookout for inspiration, and often find it in the strangest places!
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Monday, December 01, 2008
No photos or art on this blog, but I did want to let everyone know that I am thankful for the following:
1. my family and friends
2. my furry aliens Baby Cakes and Fuzzy Bucket (cats in case you can't tell)
3. my health
4. what wealth I have left
5. my upcoming trip to EGYPT
I have already been gathering books and images to start my travel journal, and have requested some books from #1 above on the subject for Christmas presents!
I spent the weekend mothersitting with my Mother, and we had a quiet but thoughtful Thanksgiving weekend.