30 Days of Thankfulness, Day 19: My childhood memories of my sister, Kathryn reading me books when I was a toddler. Even after I was older and had learned to read, I still preferred to listen to her read to me, instead. My favorite was the Trixie Belden series because she had different voices for each character in the Bob-Whites of the Glen. Even Trixie’s kid brother, Bobby. I’ll never forget my childhood pony, Sumi, but years later, I named my first horse after the black gelding, Jupiter in the Trixie Belden books.
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day 17: Football Sunday today with my sister, Kathryn.
Yes, this sister of mine. My one and only, older sibling.
The girl who is such a good example for me, jumping out of airplanes and all.
It used to be that I hated anything to do with horror films or zombies. I’m in my 30s and still sometimes afraid of the dark.
It used to be that she couldn’t care less about the game of football. I think it was her way to rebel.
I loved football, so she had to hate it. She loved sic-fi and horror so I wouldn’t touch it.
Then, she moved to Seattle. I wasn’t anywhere around and she found the Seahawks. I started watching the show Supernatural.
Now she knows almost more than I do about the game of football and I got the two of us tickets to the 5K Zombie run this year.
Yes, football Sundays with this sister of mine is my 17th day of Thankfulness this year. 🙂
Not often do I wish I still lived in New York City. However, I miss the museums and exhibits like crazy. There is a new and quite rare Leonardo da Vinci exhibit at the Morgan Library I would love to see. The Morgan is a fantastic building. Some of it has been redone and is a little modern, but they’ve stayed true to their beginning:
“In 1924 J. P. Morgan, Jr. gave his father’s extraordinary library to the public. The most influential financier in this country’s history, Pierpont Morgan was also a voracious collector. He bought on an astonishing scale, collecting art objects in virtually every medium, including the rare books, manuscripts, drawings, prints, and ancient artifacts that are the core of The Morgan Library & Museum’s holdings.”
Accordingly, it makes sense that the Morgan would bring rare works by Leonardo into Manhattan. As told by Art News, “This exhibition highlights two divergent aspects of Leonardo’s practice because, as Rumberg explains, the artist frequently vacillated between them, often simultaneously occupied by his interest in both fields. ‘The separation between art and science is never rigid,’ says Rumberg. At least, ‘for Leonardo it wasn’t.'”
Sounds pretty good to me. If the Broncos or the Seahawks make it to the superbowl, I might just have to take a trip back east. 🙂
If you have ten minutes, check out a story from the Financial Times, Arts section.
“For the youngish mid-career artists selected for this exhibition, Tate says, ‘the activity of painting can be understood as a process of resistance’. This is not to say they hate it, rather that they acknowledge a cultural climate where painting is losing currency as a way of responding to the world.”
It’s worth a read. 🙂
“To practice art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow. So do it.”
– Kurt Vonnegut
I remind myself of this each time I’m not happy with one of my photos. At least my soul has grown a bit in the process. 🙂
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day 14: I’m so excited to see holiday storage containers on the shelves.
It might seem like a simple thing, but these little plastic containers are always a fun reminder for me that
the Holiday season is here. It reminds me again how much I have to be thankful for and to take a deep breath.
Soon, I’ll be home with my family, in front of a roaring, crackling fire in the fireplace…making dough for cookies.
The holiday music will be on and the champagne will be flowing.
Yes, my sister will jokingly complain about having the be the cookie cutter, but I give her that job because she’s patient
enough to peel off all of the cut out cookies so we can each decorate them. She’s the best cookie cutter sous-chef, ever. 🙂
Makes me want to get out my cookie cutters and start baking!
A story on NPR that I read recently featured Editta Sherman. She died on November 7th at age 101.
“She had a giant Kodak 8×10 view camera on wheels — it looked like a person itself. The aperture holes …were cut out of a piece of cardboard and she’d slip them in and out of the lens by hand. There was really nothing at all technical or automatic about it. In fact, it just tells you how she took those pictures — she was an intuitive type of photographer. She’d squeeze a little red bulb and that would release the shutter. But more than that, more than any of those low-tech things it was really her personality that really animated the subjects, they responded to, and really make those portraits come alive and be so wonderful as they are.”
Though I didn’t know her, she seemed like a fun and lively lady who really knew her way around not only cameras, but the subjects she captured. We should all strive to be so young and magical at heart.
“I think it was mutual. When they saw her she was always dressed up. When I’ve seen her photograph sessions it was almost like a choreographed dance. She’d sort of dance around the camera, she’d give directions, and the subjects would just come alive for her.”
I spent this past week on Cannon Beach where the classic, Goonies was filmed. It brought back many memories from my childhood of imagination and saving the day as those children did in the film.
“Goonies never say die!”
It seemed like a very magical place. Quite serene and rather calm. Though I guess most things are at 6:30 am. I find that 5:45-7:00am is the time when the craziness of last night has calmed down and the craziness that is to be the coming day has not yet started. That’s the best time for me to think and start my day. Fewer interruptions and hardly any noise. Just the seagulls, me, and the crashing waves with the trusty mountains behind me.
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day 9: In a world of technology, I am thankful for books…especially the smell of the pages. “The best people posses a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, the capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable: they are often wounded, sometimes destroyed.” – Ernest Hemingway
I found this photo online that represents this post very well. 🙂