Last week I did this…
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Tag Archives: Art
mostly unseen work…
Whether you succeed or not is irrelevant, there is no such thing. Making your unknown known is the important thing–and keeping the unknown always beyond you.
—Georgia O’Keeffe
Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening. —Coco Chanel
Life beats down and crushes the soul and art reminds you that you have one.
―Stella Adler
You can’t use up creativity.
The more you use, the more you have. —Maya Angelou
It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.
―Henry David Thoreau
fetch the bolt cutters,
I’ve been in here too long
—Fiona Apple
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- cardboard layers missing South Dakota
- fashion magazine paintings
- your voice counts-Harvard Review I believe
- Oakledge Park early morning with a friend after snow
- I recreated this poster for Jeff’s Christmas gift. He was at this show on his birthday, 1981 I believe. I couldn’t find an original.
- winter light with lights, the field behind my childhood home
- fetch the bolt cutters, a Fiona Apple song I love-applicable for COVID life
my corona life part II…
Living—April
- New neighborhood signs appeared
- Easter Sunday—showered, dressed up, food, champagne, and gin rummy
- Picking the banjo, walking with Jeff, trivia with friends, a porch visit with Ellis
- Walking with friends, Lillian’s Zoom birthday party, making bagels, oh,the greys…& the blues too
Arriving—April
My great-nephew arrived in South Dakota. Welcome to the world buddy.
Creating—April
Unearthing—April
Louie Tolstedt, my Dad, Jack Broome (all legends of Burke, SD) courtest of Jon Tolstedt
Our baby name list from 1995, Ellis was chosen in February of 1996.
Finding ways to be grounded…
when the world feels like a batshit crazy place is pretty challenging. I don’t know the best way to access a more grounded version of myself, but I do know the quickest. When I’m acting childish and feeling like I deserve more (or less) of whatever—a little gratitude for all of the good things in my life seems to ground me the most.
Gratitude not attitude seems to do the trick.
grounded—mentally and emotionally stable: admirably sensible, realistic, and unpretentious (Merriam Webster)
I’m not entirely sure about “admirably sensible” or “unpretentious“. However, feeling grounded, well, that’s worth a little exploration.
Thank you Title IV & Little Big Town!
I don’t know how this song wasn’t on my radar until yesterday.
I came of age in rural South Dakota in the 70s and 80s. There were a lot of mixed messages around gender roles, religious beliefs regarding women’s place in home and society and male privilege.
Thank goodness for Title IV.
On June 23, 1972, the President signed Title IX of the Education Amendments of 1972, 20 U.S.C. into law. Title IX is a comprehensive federal law that prohibits discrimination on the basis of sex in any federally funded education program or activity.
Without middle & high school athletics, I don’t know exactly where my resilience would’ve come from. I was a creative, slightly above average student—I just didn’t (and still don’t) get any juice from good grades.
I remember how patiently my late father fostered my young girl inner athlete. My Dad used the intelligence most readily available to him to teach what he highly valued; practice to improve, leadership, resilience and team work.
In the 70s and 80s in rural South Dakota, that pretty much makes Dad a feminist. He would find that funny, but I doubt would disagree.
Definition of FEMINISM noun
1: the theory of the political, economic, and social equality of the sexes
2: organized activity on behalf of women’s rights and interests
(Merriam Webster)
Thank you Little Big Town!