Archive for September, 2011

September 30, 2011

Words, Swords, Roses and Feathers

I’m playing with some ideas about turning the Compact (!!) Oxford Dictionary into an altered book art piece.

The idea so far is having one of the two volumes about swords or (s)words – i.e. words that cut, divide, separate, and the other about poetry/roses – i.e. words that connect, show love etc.

So I’ve done some google searching and here’s a few little links, I like:

And, in case you’ve never known what “compact” means, here are some images for you. This one has a rectangular microscope in the top drawer, but even, so you need pretty good eyesight to read any of the words. How many words are in this volume?

September 29, 2011

Death Quotations

I’m helping to plan a memorial service for a good friend and keep noticing quotations about death and dying. Here are some:

Plato was asked at the very end of his life to sum up his whole life’s work, his philosophy, he said simply, “Practice Dying”.
My life often seemed to me like a story that has no beginning and no end. I had the feeling that I was an historical fragment, an excerpt for which the preceding and succeeding text was missing. I could well imagine that I might have lived in former centuries and there encountered questions I was not yet able to answer; that I had been born again because I had not fulfilled the task given to me. (Quote by – Carl Jung)

Memories, Dreams, Reflections (1963)

Jung’s autobiography, recorded and edited by Aniela JaffĂ©. (Pantheon Books, 1963)
  • Life has always seemed to me like a plant that lives on its rhizome. Its true life is invisible, hidden in the rhizome. The part that appears above ground lasts only a single summer. What we see is the blossom, which passes. The rhizome remains.

Maurice Sendak

“I have nothing now but praise for my life. I’m not unhappy. I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can’t stop them. They leave me and I love them more. … What I dread is the isolation. … There are so many beautiful things in the world which I will have to leave when I die, but I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready.”

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September 25, 2011

Crocheting with Bindweed

A friend saw one of my posts saying I was crocheting with morning glory and she thought it sounded like fun.

“Are you sure it isn’t knitting?”

“No. definitely crochet.”

“What do you use?”

“My hands,” I said, gesturing turning my index finger into a crochet hook.

So while I figure out how to do a youtube video demonstrating, I’ll just say this. Yes, take all the leaves off – just pulling the vine through your hands (maybe with gardening gloves helps) pulls them off.

I make the crochet stitch really loose so it’s just a big loop – to make a bracelet, hoop, wreath, chain to add to a wreath etc.

I particularly like the really thick stuff – beautiful purple colours – or taking 3 or 4 strands and treating them as one.

It shrinks as it dries, so loose is good.

I have done some little wreaths just forming a circle with strands and then doing clove hitches/crocheting around the outside.

Have fun with it. And let me know how it goes.


September 23, 2011

Glory to Bindweed

In spite of a nasty fall after being mesmerized crocheting with morning glory vine, I persist.

Out to get some more today to de-leaf and take to some friends tonight where we’re making autumn wreaths.


In the meantime, I found this lovely message honouring bindweed (morning glory) for all that it does to beautify areas where other plants don’t hang out.


This section is from the book “Illinois Wild Flowers“, by John Voss, Virginia S. Eifert. Also available from Amazon: Fieldbook of Illinois Wild Flowers.

Field Bindweed (Wild Morning Glory)

Around the dingiest tenements, bordering the forbidding fences around grimy factories, in the black, cindery ballast of railroad embankments and railroad yards, the field bindweed produces bright white trumpets all summer long. It may be called a weed, an introduced weed which came over from Europe some time ago, but it is nevertheless one of the few, if not the only, flowers to grow undisturbed in the most impossible conditions of cities. It seems to thrive in a sooty atmosphere where even the summer sun shines through a haze of dirty air, where coal smoke blackens the Monday wash before it is dry where locomotives spew forth a cindery breath, or the smokestacks of factories belch black grime. Perhaps this is because fresh flowers open every morning, and the old flowers of the day before, their brief work done, are forming seeds in their fertilized ovaries. There along the sidewalk, the wire fence, the ballast, the bindweed plants cover every inch permitted it, and even climb up the wire mesh of the factory fence or caress the creosoted railroad ties or entwine the telephone pole’s guy wires.

Field Bindweed (Wild Morning Glory).Convolvulus atvensis L.

Summer Waste places.

This Convolvulus, like the other morning glories, is of tropical origin, where the first morning glories may have known the humid moisture and warmth of jungles and climbed high and wide into the forest trees. The morning glories we have today may have been left in the north when a warmer climate departed with the approach of the continental ice mass. At any rate, the bindweeds, both native and introduced, are generous with their flowers and lavish with their vines and leaves.

September 17, 2011

Fringe 2011

OK, so I surrendered. I saw 10 plays – wow! One dud – what was Colin of the Straight thinking??!! but the rest all very satisfying and a few absolutely brilliant.

Just home and stunned by Little Orange Man – mexican dinner, beer and journal writing – but still swimming.

After one surrenders to the fringe, one must digest or recover or something.

There’s still time – go on Sunday – see Grim & Fischer (wish I could – i regret missing it); see Little Orange Man.

See any of the 3 at Circle point.

Oh, heck throw in a dud just so you can compare and contrast.


September 17, 2011

Amelia Douglas Art Gallery @ Douglas College

Just received confirmation that Louise Bunn and I will have a 2-person exhibition at the Amelia Douglas Art Gallery at Douglas College (New Westminster, BC) from February 23 to April 6th.

New and larger work – coming right up! Stay tuned for photos and details.

September 8, 2011

Surrendering to the Fringe

I bought a Frequent Fringer pass (10 shows) here’s my list so far.

1The Sucker Punch

2Grim and Fischer

3 This is Cancer

4 The Selkie Wife partly because of the lovely grove location on Granville Island).

and 5 the “other” one at the grove – so we can line up once and catch two. I hope.

6 Jigsaw

A Mirror Up to Nature
7 A Mirror Up to Nature
A 60-minute edutainment including walks through Elizabethan London, a public hanging, smells of the day, Hamlet, Macbeth, and more! Held at Revue Stage. Search for A Mirror Up to Nature and all Fringe show here for details, show times, and to buy tickets.

8 Red – since meeting Cornelia Hoogland (poet: Woods Wolf Girl) I’m continuing my interest in little red riding hood with this pick.

Still room for 2 more on my frequent fringer pass – recommendations and reviews welcome.

If you’re going to something (and I already know you!) let me know if you’d like company.

Site-specific write up:

Also check out Art Is Land – environmental artists offer walks and free look-sees at art installations all over the island.

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