December 31, 2008
Happy 2009!
The end of another still sad year, will it ever be
otherwise? How much distraction will it take in 2009 to minimize the sorrow? I miss the other places where there
are no sad memories. But I do know that I need them for the sculpture I’ll begin - to bring in the New Year.
Although I don’t make New Year’s resolutions, I do try to do what I hope to be doing for most of the New Year
and it is almost always art – my salvation.
6:17 pm est
December 30, 2008
I watched Ridley Scott’s “Kingdom of Heaven” last
night, hoping it would inspire me to care about the Israel and Hamas conflict in Gaza. But it all seems so futile and
redundant. There was a time when I really cared about war and peace….
Obviously, it does bother me.
Why do we need war and suffering as proof of our existence? Is violence hard-wired somewhere into all of us?
12:17 pm est
December 22, 2008
No sculpture, but lots of art work color checking and correcting Giclée
prints. I plan to send several to some friends and family and hope to get them mailed out today. Maybe one or
two will receive them by Christmas, but that's fine. I can't worry about time anymore - well, sometime I still
do.
My car was encased in ice yesterday; I so miss the warmer
weather. But the holiday mode has taken hold.
The sculpture will wait until after Christmas, which is better because it will kill
me emotionally. But it's so in my head.
December 17, 2008
Still thinking about the sculpture. Some snow covering the landscape
but the roads are clear and I'm heading out after cooking and playing spider solitaire. Maybe tomorrow....
4:55 pm est
December 16, 2008
It's snowing
and it's Beethoven's birthday. I've been listening to his music all day. I should be working on the
sculpture. I'm doing laundry.
4:51 pm est
December 15, 2008
Usually I'm just about almost ready to get into the Christmas spirit right
around this time. I'd have a million ideas for gifts and decorating, but now I have this sculpture in my head and
there isn't room for anything else. It's completely formed, which I seem to need before I can begin a work,
and yet I can't bear to start it.
9:48 pm est
December 12, 2008
It seems that my decision to switch
allergy meds may have contributed to my allergy-induced sore throat; I managed to get from cleaning stored framing materials.
The sore throat progressed into a sinus infection, which left me susceptible to the flu. So, my teenage aversion to
housework/cleaning was wise beyond my years. Why is it that all the really effective cleaning agents are so dangerous
to breathe?
Of course, many of my sculpture materials can cause allergic reactions. But I'm usually well prepared
- mask, goggles, etc. - when I use them. Although, I've been through this same sore throat progression with the
art materials; somehow, it always seems acceptable then.
December 9, 2008
I'd always believed that the art was a gift.
That it was given freely with no strings attached. I mean there was no reason why I should have this ability and amazing
way of seeing, when others did not. But now I know that there was a price to pay.
12:42 am est
