This is a huge difference between Mosaic Woman and myself, I can listen to the same song over and over again, but she does not dig it at all. So I don't do it when she is around, but old habits are hard to break and so when I am alone in the car...
Today I drove over to the school to check on my plants. Fiscal cliff was all over NPR, so when I got to the school I ducked into a storage closet where I had placed some of our old CD's a few years back when jazz was taking over our one bedroom two studio row.
I grabbed one because I knew I loved the final track, San Diego Serenade. The CD was by Nanci Griffith and while I could not find a video of her performing it, I did find one by Tom Waits, the man who wrote the song. It is all about how witnessing one thing opens your eyes to something else.
Oh, and yes, all the way home, with all due respects to the folk in DC ... over and over again. And yes, I am so listening to it one more time ;') It soothes my soul and thus I will follow my heart.
Happy New Years Eve. I never saw a new year till I celebrated an old one
Monday, December 31, 2012
Sunday, December 30, 2012
During my nearly 50 years I have listened to many a type of music and it truly shows once a year when I remove the jazz from iPod and fill it with 800 plus holiday tunes. Irish fiddling, shape note singing, Gregorian chanting, rat pack crooning, piano jazz improvising, voices acapella-ing, Bing meeting Bowie, College choirs uniting...
Emmylou, Springsteen, Elvis, Brubeck, Lauper, Enya, Cash, and what about Nat King Cole singing in German and Latin, ....
This year we got three new ones ~ Dave Brubeck, Kenny Burrell, and Tracy Thorn (half of Everything But the Girl).
So, it's not Epiphany yet. What's playing where you are?
Here is one that floated up several times this season and is now a favorite ~
Saturday, December 29, 2012
There is a running story/joke that Mosaic Woman likes to tell about how I never "even had Chinese food" before I met her. My family did not eat out that much and when we did it tended to be diners. Now Mosaic Woman has introduced me to Chinese and Thai and Indian, and Mexican, and ...
However, I introduced Mosaic Woman to diners and ever since the West Main Diner moved into Lansdale, it has become the world headquarters of Nutmeg Designs.
Warm colored walls and booths sure did help to draw us back for comfort food. The friendly staff and usually no need to rush helps us to think through things.
At the beginning of my break, we met to plan out the rest of 2012. Today as we ate breakfast and lingered over coffee, (essential for brainstorming), we made plans for 2013. Goals for the year. Hopes for Nutmeg Designs.
Oh and one more thing, I may be a bit biased by the owner's (well the male of the couple) first name and what greets me at the top of the specials every morning we convene a meeting ~
Friday, December 28, 2012
I have developed a habit of searching out statues to duck behind, but not before I hand the camera off to Mosaic Woman. I am not sure if I dig the statues or the hunt to find ones to duck behind ~
|Stratoz with The Fawn by John B Flannagan|
|Atmosphere and Environment XII by Louise Nevelson|
|Ceremonial Table of the Bontoc People |
|Cloumn of Peace Antoine Pevsner|
|John L Surra Landscape II|
Thursday, December 27, 2012
I am fine with 8 days of silence*. I generally don't enjoy large crowds. The angst leading up to going to a large gathering of people can find me wondering why I said I would go to a party. Mosaic Woman and I have this in common. The other night there were ten of us gathered about a table. It was a group I knew well for the most part and that was fine.
What I truly dig though is sitting together with one friend and sharing our stories.
Having a couple over is our kind of party here in our one bedroom two studio row house. Tonight will be our 22nd pizza event of the year. Not sure how it came to be, but it started early in 2012 and pushed us to keep a constant flow of invites flowing into the universe. Many of the 50+ people who have come over were never here before. What a blessing it has been getting to know friends a bit better.
Tonight will be a couple whom we have met through being artists. In fact all four of us are artists, two full-time. They have never been here before.
Saturday night it will happen again. It will be special. The friends are ones we gathered with on a regular basis before they moved to California. At the beginning of the year, we did not imagine them moving back east, but they have and after a few attempts we finally got them on a free night. What a way to end this year of pizza.
What a blessing to have acted upon the desire to feed and to get to know so many people a bit better. We have never come close to anything like this before. The list of folk with get stretched on and on. Who knows how many people will sit and talk with us? In the process this house is gaining some good karma.
*One reason I am fine with those days of silence ~ the one hour a day I get to sit 1:1 with a spiritual director. That is heaven to me.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
|Photo by Paul Stein|
I love birds, but if forced to choose a favorite family, let me say it is the Picidae.
Maybe my next bird mosaic will be from my favorite group. But for now I must sharpen my writing skills because I will be faced with a Haiku challenge on New Years Eve.
forests need undulating
flight of woodpeckers
flight of woodpeckers
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Wayne Stratz and Margaret Almon
- I hope that when I enter my studio something beautiful will emerge
- I hope that after a day of teaching I have the gumption to create something in the kitchen
- I hope that my students will experience joy and just maybe realize how cool science is
- I hope to celebrate a 50th wedding anniversary
- I hope to make pizza for 60 people this year or come dang close
- I hope to commission art
- I hope to watch friends heal when life makes them weary
- I hope to learn to really listen to people
- I hope to one day love all colors even chartreuse and mauve
- I hope to teach others how to make strudel just as my mom-mom taught me
- I hope that migrating birds find a safe place to hang out at the other end
- I hope to never lose the joy of music touching my heart
- I hope that things worth saving are saved
- I hope that people experience less hatred
- I hope that Mosaic Woman can continue to be a stay at home artist
- I hope that I let my life unfold into the mystery and not try to hard to control its path
- I hope that my house keeps me warm and dry
- I hope to see the Oregon coast again
- I hope that I take the time to watch a bird which has allowed me the pleasure to see it
- I hope my doubts fade, but never completely
- I hope to sing these words on many more Christmas Eves at my current church ~
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
'Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of HOPE the weary world rejoices,
For Yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Monday, December 24, 2012
|on etsy shop|
In church on Sundays the prayers ask us to reflect on what we are grateful for in our lives. Things come and go, but I am often feeling blessed for experiencing colors.
There are those who are born without it and there are diseases that will take it way. Apparently the latter fall into depression as their world enters a place of grays.
We grow up thinking everything witnesses the world as we see it. But that is far from the truth. There are blind cave critters. Birds and insects stretch out a visual spectrum wider than ours. But in the world of mammals it is rare to see as much color as we do. Some distant relative of a primate had a mutation and ran with it. We are blessed to see this world, even if at times they see horrific things.
I created the above piece to celebrate my neighbors surviving a fire and returning to be our neighbors. Five family homes, connected by the walls of a row house and the trauma of a fire, became a place for me to create a rainbow. Thinking about colors reminded me of this piece. For it is a single piece whether it spread among five families or placed on etsy to raise money for the firefighters that caught my eye.
Sunday, December 23, 2012
I have not been blogging or reading blogs much for the last ten days. I was in a food court. Students roaming about finding a lunch. Big screen TV telling some breaking news. That night my spirit group entered into the initial silence. I thought it would last forever. I thought that it would be just fine. let us sit and imagine the horror. Let us imagine the grief. Let us imagine the healing. Let us hope. Since then I have read stories of men shouting ... if I can't have you none will ... as toddlers lose their mother just feet away from their crib. I am told that I can only be safe in my classroom if I carry a gun.
and I want to rant.
instead I tell my pain to Mosaic Woman and imagine blogging about my favorite things over my time off from teaching.
I am blessed to have someone to share my life and that is my favorite thing for this day.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Sunday, December 16, 2012
The USPS has declared that tomorrow, Monday the 17th is the last day to ship for Christmas, so things will slowdown here at Nutmeg Designs. So let me say thanks to my faithful readers for all the support you have given us over the years. Once again Mosaic Woman can enter a new year as a full time artist.
Thanks for all that you do. The purchases and shout outs amaze us and surely make us feel blessed.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
|Photo by Lorraine Phelan|
The other type which I spoke of today can have millions of nuclei in their one celled slimy body, which allows them to do some advance thinking like figuring out the fastest way through a maze. Think of all those nuclei communicating like all those neurons in your brain. Cool stuff, which is why ~ I spoke of them today in my bio class and that always makes me happy.
Sunday, December 9, 2012
|Photo by fdecomite|
The man enters my booth making it clear he was not shopping this year, but also saying how much he loves the three trivets he has purchased at the Kimberton Waldorf Show.
So I say, "How was your year?"
Fifteen minutes later and after a few google image searches, I have become educated in the realm of the Kepler Poinsot Polyhedra. He has spent the year constructing models and being drawn into mathematical beauty of them. He apologizes for"boring me," but I reassure him that I love math, design, science, and history of such things. Yes, this is the Kepler you hopefully learned about in Earth Science classes. The man that came up with laws of planetary motion.
Later the very young man I celebrated two years ago came back for the third straight year to buy a suncatcher. Clearly our youngest super~fan.
and with that our 2012 show season has come to an end. We have commissions to finish and our etsy shop is open, feel free to browse.
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
|Photo by Jim Webber|
I went to my twitter list called 'jazz' and began to read through the 140 character or less tributes to the man. Many who I follow, had played with the man. It lifted my spirits to see the love expressed in the sadness of the news and the joy of having experienced the man.
Mosaic Woman and I went into our studios this evening and listened to two friends sharing stories, sharing pianos. NPR's Marian McPartland's Piano Jazz with Dave Brubeck. Read a bio and listen to the episode here.
Tis the Season, rest in the beauty of his love of piano ~
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Just went on a search to find myself a holiday jazz concert and found this:
The Church of Saint Luke and the Epiphany in Philly is having a holiday jazz benefit concert featuring w/ vocalist Mary Ellen Desmond, Larry McKenna tenor sax, Tom Lawton piano, Lee Smith bass & Dan Monaghan drums to benefit lives affected by AIDS & HIV. December 16th at 6:00pm.
I think I desire to be there.
Monday, December 3, 2012
The humours are part of a long history of humans attempt to classify personalities and this site concludes with matching Myers-Briggs to the humours. I am ISTP, so the website suggests blood is my humour (better than one of those biles) and I am Sanguineous. A word that baffled my students, but seems true of some time spent in the glass studio
Sunday, December 2, 2012
|Margaret Almon's Rainbow of Pendants|
Kerri Farley has been one of those characters. If her name sounds familiar it could be you are well aware of her blog of nature photographs or my mention of how one of those photographs inspired my Blue Jay mosaic.
Kerri wrote Mosaic Woman and suggested a giveaway to help build support of our work. The giveaway ends this Monday, December 3rd, so head over to her post, which happens to feature amazing photos of the pendant Kerri purchased and loved so much she wanted the world to know about it.