I spent a long time painting each surface made up of 25 tiny cubes
taking great care with each cube, I even posponed my firing a whole day so I would not feel rushed to start firing so late in the day that I’d be up all night keeping one eye open on the kiln.
It’s a story made up of 25 cubes, 6 sides. You have to rotate 5 cubes in a row at a time to find the story. It’s a puzzle. It has particular beginning or end. I’ve posted just 2 of the 6 panels of the story here. I got so involved painting, I forgot to photograph what I had done. Photographs are the Answers to each side, so I’m cooked if I drop it, I’d have to sit down and solve each side like anyone else.
When I finally finished painting each side, as planned, I loaded the kiln the next day being careful, taking my time and double checking that everything to be fired was in. I placed my little kiln dog on top and started it up and it wasn’t until hours later when I went to turn it up on high that I realized that I had forgotten to put this little puzzle in!
Nothing to do but let my anticipation go …
Now I will have to wait till next month to see how this comes out …..
It’s a lesson on patience
First there’s a mound of well kneaded clay.
An observant woman died one day, and found herself waiting in the long line for judgment. As she stood there, she noticed that some souls were allowed to march right through the pearly gates into heaven.
Others, though, were led over to Prince of Darkness, who threw them into the burning pit.
But every so often, instead of hurling a poor soul into the fire,
He would toss a soul into a small pile off to one side.
After watching him do this several times, the woman’s curiosity got the best of her. So she strolled over to find out what the devil he was doing.
“Excuse me, Prince of Darkness,” she said.
“I’m waiting my turn for judgment, but I couldn’t help wondering,
Why are you tossing those people aside instead of flinging them into the fires of hell with the others?”
“Ah, those…” Satan said with a groan.
“They’re all from Vancouver; they’re too wet to burn!”
I am glad I do not live in Buffalo NY … but I think it would be Amazing!
These signs make me want to hop across the street like a cartoon in this frozen position
This looked like a dead man to me when I first saw it
Moments like these give me the shivers
I am grossed out and amused at the very same time
I find myself in New England at the tail end of the Colors. Days are getting colder and the land is quieting down.
I made this rabbit a while ago, using a chocolaty red clay and finishing it with an interesting white glaze that makes a cracking texture. This rabbit has a face only a mother could love … but so many people fell in love with this little guy at the Knit City 2014 knitting event. My daughter, Amanda Kaffka (check out her design in Vogue Knitting Holiday Issue) and I shared a booth there and since her Etsy shop is The Crafty Jackalope, she urged me to bring my rabbits. We both love all things Rabbit.
I could especially feel the love coming from one particular woman who as it turns out, has rabbits as housemates. She sent me photos of her rabbits and I tell you, they took my breath away, I actually gasped at the site of them! They are sisters.
Now come on! Tell me that they are not the perfect epitome of Rabbit! Those feet and those ears just send me around the bend! They are artful creatures, even the 16th century painter, Albrecht Dürer, thought so. Her rabbits beg to be painted! I will be sculpting them.
The lucky soul who gets to live with these creatures is Amy Singer, she had the same response to my rabbit as I did to hers. Any Singer is the editor creator of Knitty. Knitty is the largest, longest-running free knitting magazine on the internet! That is why she was at the big Vancouver Knitting event, she was looking with a knitting eye, not expecting to see my big clay rabbit lovingly looking back at her.
I love surprise connections!
(all photos by Amy Singer)
Used gum is Icky … yes? … Yes!
Yes it is.
But I admit I had a bit of a fascination with it a while back. I even used it as the header image on my very first blog Some Things I find.
I was reminded of it again today, down at the Vancouver Art Gallery, but I was Totally out-Icked. This is what I saw. it’s an A B C Gum Fest (Already Been Chewed)
The idea is to add your own abc gum to this portrait of Douglas Copland, and add they did! And visitors still are, in between and getting photographed with it and taking selfies.
not to gross you out too much but this got me thinking about gum on the street again …
Over 3 walking miles of old black gum marks
nothing fresh enough to stick to my shoe
It’s either all down at the Gallery or folks just aren’t spitting out gum their on the sidewalk as much anymore …
Might we be evolving?
Might we be coming more civilized in the gum department?
or maybe not, considering that the above gum head sculpture is considered to be Art,
a kind of performance Art
and … while we are on the subjust of gum …
Does anybody remember Black Jack Gum?
I collect images that catch my eye like someone might collect salt shakers. Here is this weeks stash ~
Down at Granville Island in Vancouver is a full blown cement business. Some one there has the creative touch. They paint their spinning cement trucks as twirling strawberries, corn and bunches of asparagus. They are a refreshing oddity as they drive around the city. Now they have dressed up their gravel silos. This creative must have been brought up by Sesame Street.
speaking of creatives, I love this guy’s way of seeing and thinking. Craig Frazier illustrator and designer and an out of the box, no …. off the charts imaginer.
These signs, pictures really, are meant to clearly instruct the ferry passengers.
But I’ve always challenged them.
I have posted this one before but I alway am reminded by this simple sign, to Keep a Clear head, Keep relationships Clear of clutter, from both the past or future and to Keep a Clear heart. And I like that it’s a message to take in either way I am walking.
I never pay attention to this one, because I drive a standard. I would write: use your EMERGENCY Break! That would do the job and add a little drama to this dull sign. And this one here is just a cool colour and shape. And isn’t it saying Keep a Clear head as in, don’t panic?
If you walk along the south eastern shore by English Bay before you get to Kit’s Beach your will see the under belly of this poshy neighbourhood. This is where some of the most expensive state of the art houses are … the Lu Lu Lemons live here…
There is a lot of Graffiti on these old cement retaining walls and when the tide is high you can’t even walk along the shore. It’s not a pleasant place, it’s rocky and unswimable but the view is off the charts.
Some really nice things are happening down here …
the neighourhood is changing
there is a graffiti war going on
(I won’t venture to guess …)
But This … This ~ is Unbelievable! It is quite Spectacular!
The entire length of this property has been made into this huge steel sculpture that only a few people and birds will ever see
The owners can’t even see this
It is supported by tons of cement poured around rebar. It is here to stay. It is here to witness the wildest storms
It will be colouring itself in rust for ages.
~ It dances to this view ~
First I saw a coyote as I headed down to the water
I appreciate them now …..
After such a long ride, I treated myself to a yummy coffee ice cream and watched the boats come and go. A sea gull came swooping down and stole someone’s sandwich right out of her hand near by, I know what that feels like!Fresh peaches ready to go to market
This old twisted log has many memories, I see a whale’s eye … it looks sad
He will have this to remember all week
Manholes are round ….
When you opened a heavy manhole cover , and they are Really heavy…. A square or rectangle or triangle for that matter, could fall in, down the whole!!! There is always a short end that could allow it to slip through the square or rectangular opening. You could left up the top, rotate it then Ooooops …. drop it down the hole.
and came to a long strip of shops and … manholes!
Like I’ve never seen before ~
come back next Monday for more!
and there IS more!
ps ~ does anyone know why All manholes are always round?
The saddest first.
This stopped me in my tracks as I was walking over to a weekend farmer’s market.
a great idea ~ lace graffiti
[chalk on concrete wall at the Trout Lake community centre]
I was showing a friend a new piece, a Life Boat. She asked me if those were people …..
one never knows with me …
I do that for a reason.
I am talking in Body Language
This is how a Gathering Bowl begins ~ Owl always comes first, the owl is the knower, the one who grounds the others. Then the conversation begins.
A mouse starts up a bit of a nervous conversation with owl. “Ya know I’ve been thinking, maybe I’m not so tasty after all.” The owl just listens, but the owl is Listening, so that’s a start, a new beginning.
Another owl flies in to add an opinion. “What! are you crazy! That mouse looks delicious, we can’t stop what we’ve been doing for, for… For ever!” “Well let’s think about this” says the first owl. Mouse is looking nervously at this new developement, mouse doesn’t like the second owl enthusiasm. He has a point … The mouse, I mean.
“What are those 3 talking about over there?” Fox muses to himself. Fox could catch them all in a second, he knows, but Fox is too interested in their apparently urgent discussion…. He finds it rather interesting and even a little amusing that they are talking to each other. He will listen for a while.
More join the conversation and the great thing is … is that they are All taking. They have all stopped going about their everyday business of surviving and are exchanging ideas, listening, and speaking with one another.
This is how it goes in my head as I build my Gathering Bowls. Everyone one has something to say to each other and everyone listens. It grows and grows and becomes a grand conversation. And I like to imagine …. towards a new paradigm.
We have a lot to learn from them.
When I’m traveling on the ferry, no matter what I am doing, sketching, reading, knitting, I frequently look up and out at the magnificence of the journey. When I looked up this time … This is what I saw!
It’s not everyday you see something like this; A guy balancing on the ferry railing.
I first noticed this guy as we were about to drive onto the ferry. You see, the announcement had been made for “All drivers going to the Gulf Islands to return to their cars in preparation for loading”. He had arrived late and I guess he hadn’t heard the announcement so as I looked on wondering what they doing leaving their car now (and I’m sure I wasn’t the only one wondering) he and his 2 buddies playfully and casually walked towards the ferry market place seemingly oblivious of the situation.
Then I forgot about them as I settled into my seat on board. Until I looked up and saw more of his shenanigans [Defination: silly or high-spirited behavior; mischief.]
After a first fail he tried it again.
But to tell you the truth … ?And I am Only telling this to You….
His friend saw me photographing him thru the window called the balance’rs attention to me. Once he saw me, I circled my forearm to encourage him to try again.
It was all in fun, he had an audience now! … and there were others
So he tried again and went up ….
This is where it’s not fun anymore. He is Faltering. He is Falling. He is way too close to the Edge. My hand is over my mouth in horror!
There is no next picture because he DOES go over the edge! Really! He just DISAPPEARED!
….. But only onto the bow of the boat. But it IS just a small space. He really could have gone flying over into the sea!
Everyone who was watching breathed a collective sigh of relief and we laughed our tension away when he reappeared behind the railing. At least I did. I was pretty scared there for a second.
But it was pretty entertaining and he was fine and pretty happy with his Risky Behavior