splendid radiance...
Monday, December 31, 2012
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Life Genius
I always thought at the end of the day that this would be my epitaph:
I put only my art into my work and my genius into my life.
I put only my art into my work and my genius into my life.
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Minzio the Strong & Julie the Old
Mom is in town and we have taken up our 'kafa pauza' rituals again. I so miss making up stories and am determined to not let the opportunities slip from me in the new year.
Here are her two ancient cats, the male with only one tooth proud and big as a tiger. He is protecting his own mom, the oldest, skinniest ass Siamese girl cat in the world. She waits for her padrona to come back from Denver and dreams big heart warm dreams all day long while lying on the rabbit shaped pupazzo on the bed. There is sadness and joy in seeing these things.
Minzio & Julie |
Labels:
Bosnian Coffee,
Cats,
Coffee Art,
Home,
Love
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Time
Every mother I imagine sits one day at the kitchen table looking through old photographs and new and wonders how Time went by so fast. Lost in thought and emotion.
My wonderful sprite, lovely angel face, innocent young man that came shining and pretty from my womb became, in seemingly no time at all
the master of his own universe, the leader of his pack, the boss of himself.
Angels all around him whether he knows or not. I see it when others look at him.
*Feeling blessed to be on this gorgeous planet, in this skin, gifted exactly this path. With gratitude, pure and simple.
My wonderful sprite, lovely angel face, innocent young man that came shining and pretty from my womb became, in seemingly no time at all
the master of his own universe, the leader of his pack, the boss of himself.
Angels all around him whether he knows or not. I see it when others look at him.
*Feeling blessed to be on this gorgeous planet, in this skin, gifted exactly this path. With gratitude, pure and simple.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Nikolaus
Here is the most wonderful post about St. Nikolaus! More information than I ever have seen, amusing and fascinating. He is the Patron Saint not only of Children but also of Girls Who Hope to Marry, Bakers, Vat Makers, Bankers and Thieves... but mostly Sailors!
The website of Waverly Fitzgerald is a treasure trove of arcane information about calendars, Beltane and mythology lots of it taken from her collaboration with Helen Farias before she passed on.
The website of Waverly Fitzgerald is a treasure trove of arcane information about calendars, Beltane and mythology lots of it taken from her collaboration with Helen Farias before she passed on.
Labels:
Bakers,
Bankers,
Beltane,
Children,
Culture,
Customs,
December 6th,
Girls Who Hope to Marry,
Helen Farias,
Mythology,
Patron Saints,
Sailors,
St Nikolaus,
Thieves,
Vat Makers,
Waverly Fitzgerald
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
at the Gov's
Who can resist fancy kitties, ceramic gift boxes, silly Santa's and eclectic illuminations?
Sharing some pictures taken while I attended this morning's meet the press at the Governor's Mansion where every year fantastic Holiday decorations are put up and historic tours of the residence are scheduled for the public.
Karen's kitties...
Karen Bozik |
Phil's Santa's
Phil Bender |
Marie's gifts...
EVB Studio |
fabulous crystals and fairy tales from Tracy Barnes
Tracy Barnes |
and yours truly with visual storytelling of food and culture from the Balkans
SVHoitt |
I had a lively exchange with Dr. Claudette Sweet of Denver's Kwanzaa Committee and found we had a lot of interests in common that relate back to community and exploring history as a means of learning about the world. I was enchanted by her.
Bathing Beauties
Another link to my multicultural heritage that I am intermittently fascinated with...It seems to appear out of nowhere. The adoration of a Russian Mother icon or a sudden lust for royal Russian drama stories from the past. Endless days of looking through Culinaria Russia. And then I am entranced, looking for the thread that connects me.
I named it 'the blood calling' when I was sixteen and looking for my birth father.
The illustration I found on the Pinterest page of Andrea Ferrante "In Slavonic neo-paganism, Kupała is the goddess of herbs, sorcery, sex, and midsummer. She is also the Water Mother, associated with trees, herbs, and flowers"
More about this particular myth/story from Gods & Godesses and here a bit about how they celebrate in the Ukraine.
Kupala |
The illustration I found on the Pinterest page of Andrea Ferrante "In Slavonic neo-paganism, Kupała is the goddess of herbs, sorcery, sex, and midsummer. She is also the Water Mother, associated with trees, herbs, and flowers"
More about this particular myth/story from Gods & Godesses and here a bit about how they celebrate in the Ukraine.
Monday, December 3, 2012
Dreaming, after all is a form of planning
My quote of the day comes from Gloria Steinem
“Without leaps of imagination or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all is a form of planning.”
“Without leaps of imagination or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all is a form of planning.”
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Changes
More treasure in pictures. It's interesting to see the very composed pictures
of the 1960's and early 70's in Germany and then Thailand and Usa
as compared to later in the decade when we moved to Italy
when people like Versace, Bowie and Sarah Moon were influencing fashion in Europe and well, everywhere. Fashion, especially with the advent of 'off the rack' and pret a porter suddenly made it easier to have well made clothing and simultaneously be more glamorous. I think it added to women expressing themselves through their bodies in a more free manner. Instead of emulating the 'perfectness' of how they 'should' be this new fashion allowed them to be less constricted. Especially hair and makeup and of course clothes the pictures show women were more playful in mixing and overlapping styles.
I remember my mother wearing Greta Garbo wide pants and 40's inspired triangle tops with 70's glam platforms.
Her hair was shorter and lighter and her makeup more natural.
I mean really, she always looked like a movie star and still does. The pictures from a box that I discovered made me realize that for women like my mother, the seventies must have been a really liberating time.
The idea that as a woman you could have more control over your own lifestyle was new. That you could make your own choices without necessarily asking your father, brother or husband first - that possibility was just opening up for women at that time.
It's easy for me to see all this in the reflection of her changing style and fashion. The arch of the eyebrow remains but the movement of the hair, the unconstrained clothing challenge the past. I guess I never saw what was obvious all along. We have always been lovers of style and fashion. Culturally, it really goes so much deeper than just buying a 'new look'. At the time of these pictures she was working with a well known Tuscan consortium to bring Italian fashion to the rest of Europe and specifically America. She spoke 5 languages and traveled to Africa, the Eastern Bloc countries and America. The 'liberated' woman with flair.
Mom took every opportunity to further herself and was highly regarded as a business person and a woman of style. I will forever be grateful.
of the 1960's and early 70's in Germany and then Thailand and Usa
as compared to later in the decade when we moved to Italy
when people like Versace, Bowie and Sarah Moon were influencing fashion in Europe and well, everywhere. Fashion, especially with the advent of 'off the rack' and pret a porter suddenly made it easier to have well made clothing and simultaneously be more glamorous. I think it added to women expressing themselves through their bodies in a more free manner. Instead of emulating the 'perfectness' of how they 'should' be this new fashion allowed them to be less constricted. Especially hair and makeup and of course clothes the pictures show women were more playful in mixing and overlapping styles.
I remember my mother wearing Greta Garbo wide pants and 40's inspired triangle tops with 70's glam platforms.
Her hair was shorter and lighter and her makeup more natural.
I mean really, she always looked like a movie star and still does. The pictures from a box that I discovered made me realize that for women like my mother, the seventies must have been a really liberating time.
The idea that as a woman you could have more control over your own lifestyle was new. That you could make your own choices without necessarily asking your father, brother or husband first - that possibility was just opening up for women at that time.
It's easy for me to see all this in the reflection of her changing style and fashion. The arch of the eyebrow remains but the movement of the hair, the unconstrained clothing challenge the past. I guess I never saw what was obvious all along. We have always been lovers of style and fashion. Culturally, it really goes so much deeper than just buying a 'new look'. At the time of these pictures she was working with a well known Tuscan consortium to bring Italian fashion to the rest of Europe and specifically America. She spoke 5 languages and traveled to Africa, the Eastern Bloc countries and America. The 'liberated' woman with flair.
Mom took every opportunity to further herself and was highly regarded as a business person and a woman of style. I will forever be grateful.
Labels:
1960's,
1970's,
Bowie,
Fashion,
Feminine,
Liberation,
Mothers,
Myths,
Pictures,
Sarah Moon,
Style,
Versace,
Workforce
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Bears Bear Bearing
consumed with Bears today. must have dreamt something..
all these pictures of real people with real bears make me cringe of course and am liebsten I would turn the tables on the situation. but it is what it is. for more depressing pics look up gypsies, russians, circus animals and so on in relationship to bears. people make a living. sometimes only on the backs of their bears. I get it but it makes me sad
Blogger Dumneazu writing about the end of the Dancing Bear culture in Romania, Bulgaria and elsewhere in the Balkans and wonders what happens to the families that rely on the money made from the spectacle. In another article the EU people rejoice over saving bears from a certainly horrible fate (graphic) and at the same time contribute to the homogenization of cultures. What is right and wrong? Hmmmm
Sartola Ban, artist |
marbleheadllc.com |
from dogandogs.com |
all these pictures of real people with real bears make me cringe of course and am liebsten I would turn the tables on the situation. but it is what it is. for more depressing pics look up gypsies, russians, circus animals and so on in relationship to bears. people make a living. sometimes only on the backs of their bears. I get it but it makes me sad
and from the Germans |
our Bulgarian friends |
Russia |
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