Not sure what the survival skills are but not everyone who's tasted these dishes has exactly survived.
Here we have the first recipe.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
This from Bill Moyers From the Media Conference
Why does it matter? What does the media do, anyway?
I’ll let an old Cherokee chief answer that. I heard this story a long time ago — of the tribal elder who was telling his grandson about the battle the old man was waging inside himself. He said, “It is between two wolves, my son. One is an evil wolf: Anger, envy, sorrow, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is the good wolf: Joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.” The boy thought this over for a minute, and then asked his grandfather: “Which wolf wins?” The old Cherokee replied simply: “The one I feed.”
Read it all if you can stand it.Our grief often outstrips our dreams
http://www.commondreams.org/archive/2008/06/16/9670/
I’ll let an old Cherokee chief answer that. I heard this story a long time ago — of the tribal elder who was telling his grandson about the battle the old man was waging inside himself. He said, “It is between two wolves, my son. One is an evil wolf: Anger, envy, sorrow, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is the good wolf: Joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.” The boy thought this over for a minute, and then asked his grandfather: “Which wolf wins?” The old Cherokee replied simply: “The one I feed.”
Read it all if you can stand it.Our grief often outstrips our dreams
http://www.commondreams.org/archive/2008/06/16/9670/
Thursday, June 12, 2008
This Makes Women Sound Lame
It's for sure true that there was a time when women wrote under a man's name in order to get published. And there are reasons why most people think that Mary Cassat and Georgia O'Keefe were the only two women in history to produce works of art. And, no, sexism isn't gone by a long shot. God knows!
But what is it about all these "therapy" books for women artists that makes us sound so lame. I've seen a few books like this that make us seem so pathetic it's hard to believe that any woman could produce a body of work in the 21st century.No, look, I know. It's really hard to sit in from of a word processer or an easel without feeling sick to one's stomach at times. But are these books going to help anyone get past this? I don't think so.
Here's a quote from "12 Secrets of Highly Creative Women" --picked up at a yard sale last week. I told my daughter that I could open this book at random and show her what I was talking about. Here's what turned up:
Secret 2. Honoring your inspirations. In order to access your creativity, you must validate and capture your inspirations. these inspirations are precious seedlings awaiting nurturance."
Here's my advice. Schedule time each day in the place where you do your work. Sit there at the appointed time until boredom overtakes fear. If this doesn't happen, go back --as the song says--tomorrow night and do it again.
If this post is upsetting, you might want to cancel your feed, or unbookmark the site. I am so not through with this topic.
Be like a cave painter. Work fast as though something might start chasing you any minute.
But what is it about all these "therapy" books for women artists that makes us sound so lame. I've seen a few books like this that make us seem so pathetic it's hard to believe that any woman could produce a body of work in the 21st century.No, look, I know. It's really hard to sit in from of a word processer or an easel without feeling sick to one's stomach at times. But are these books going to help anyone get past this? I don't think so.
Here's a quote from "12 Secrets of Highly Creative Women" --picked up at a yard sale last week. I told my daughter that I could open this book at random and show her what I was talking about. Here's what turned up:
Secret 2. Honoring your inspirations. In order to access your creativity, you must validate and capture your inspirations. these inspirations are precious seedlings awaiting nurturance."
Here's my advice. Schedule time each day in the place where you do your work. Sit there at the appointed time until boredom overtakes fear. If this doesn't happen, go back --as the song says--tomorrow night and do it again.
If this post is upsetting, you might want to cancel your feed, or unbookmark the site. I am so not through with this topic.
Be like a cave painter. Work fast as though something might start chasing you any minute.
Saturday, June 07, 2008
Wait Til You See What I Did With This.
Oh yeah. Going through one's old drawings can be like finding buried treasure. I call this one 'Crazy Legged Vase".Check out the painting, fluid acrylics on canvas on the front page of my art website: http://www.jeannelafferty.com/ does the painting 'work'? Is the pencil drawing better? Lots to think about when you're me.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Where Those Monks During Katrina?
Monks Succeed in Cyclone Relief as Junta Falters By THE NEW YORK TIMESThe Burmese are growing even closer to Buddhist monks, who are providing the aid that the generals do not offerWednesday, May 21, 2008
Universe Crashes in on Self as Mystery Poet Hides Behind Yellow House
We wouldn't have believed it if we hadn't seen it for ourselves. Luckily we had our camera handy and got this candid snapshot. Note: See glass of wine in hand of Mystery Poet. Click on picture for close up of Mystery Poet
Monday, May 12, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Mystery Poet Lashes Out
'Tis a terrible thing to watch the descent of a talented (?) artist into madness. Oy.
classmates sharing tidbits indeed! why doesn't it include poetry, my future that is, may i ask? do you not understand the complexities of my verse? or are you adverse? indeed! what if Poe faced such rejection? i daresay he'd have gone mad. aha! that's it! you think me mad, don't you? oh, diabolical twist of fate. dear reader, do you not see? she thinks me mad! she thinks me off center! she suspects that i am in league with some diabolical force from which a vortex sucks the lifeblood. her critical barbs sting like a vampire's filthy tooth. oh, woe! she has set the rats against me. she viles my name. she does not want another rhyme to slither from my fingers to keyboard, to relieve pressure from my teeming brain. she is loathe to kindle within me the creative spirit. she stoops to conquer. she all but snuffs the flame of my candle or blows the snuff from it's little anatomical box between thumb and forefinger, so that she might see me sweat with withdrawal not from the drugs alone, but from the very essence of creation itself!!!call you? huh! why would i want further abuse, obtuse one? nay. i shall wither as so you wish: in my dark and dreary frame of reference, a portrait of the artist as a madman, sepia toned, and alas! caught like a spider in the vast david mitchell network.Oh, you'll be sorry, Ms. Lafferty that you were responsible for the day the poetry died!is this mad enough for you?oh, you make me so mad!
He Prefers Anonymity. Who is this Mystery Poet?
Come with your dangling participle!
Arrive with your gyrating gerund!
Apostrophe Now!
Please recollectThe Grammatical End Times are near!
Make haste with hyperbole and hyphen:
Onomatopoeia and peons alike -'Tis the age of oxy morons and wastrelsWho drink, eat, and do not treasure verse.
Come all avenging protagonists!With pen now mightier than sword.
Split infinitives and cleave dark derivativesRelease all bottled iambic pentameter!
Second comings are for dilettantes and dreamersArrive once and you'll conquer my heart!
Anonymous Bosch
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