Archive For February 27, 2013
It is the penultimate day of February. It is grey and damp, slush is falling from the sky, and my right boot has a significant leak. All this sounds like I am complaining, and I could be. I will completely admit that I am challenged to keep my spirits and energy up through winter and…
I love words. I especially love words with multiple meanings. This morning my youngest, who is eight, was saying how much she loved the word ‘hooligan’. We discussed what the meaning of the word was, and she said that she liked to say ‘flapping hooligan’. The conversation evolved to how she was glad that she…
My husband is positive that the Art Gallery (any and all I guess) has my picture posted somewhere with a warning. I am frequently honoured with my own personal security guard. Walking into an art gallery with four children usually garners attention, but I am able to draw attention without my entourage as well. In…
Many moons ago I posted about creating during an auditory assault. I figured the image that emerged in that moment was honest. It spoke of a true reaction to the chaos that was surrounding me. One of the many lovely things about needle felting is that if I don’t like what I am making I…
I just finished reading a book. It wasn’t a book of substance. It was purely entertainment. Nevertheless, it got me thinking about prejudices and how subtly they are communicated in so many aspects of daily life. This was the second book I read by the same author where there were slights against people that were…