Archive | September 2017

3 1/2 Facts x Two

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Mek at Work in Progress (10000hoursleft) recently received the One Lovely Blog Award and invited us to also post 7 facts about ourselves (3 1/2 each).  Luckily we each have half a fact that works with the other to make one!

Fact 1:
Kerfe:  I begin every morning with coffee (cream, no sugar) and Brown Cow vanilla yogurt with fresh berries (blue, straw, black or rasp). I like iced coffee in the afternoon and herbal tea before bed.
Nina:  I was skipped twice in elementary school thereby missing the basic facts of mathematics.  To this day I count on my fingers.  I was always the youngest kid in the class and graduated high school at 16.

Fact 2:
Nina:  One of the times I got skipped was (I think) because of a drawing I did of Kate Smith sitting on her moon and singing “when the moon comes over the mountain”.  I wish I still had this drawing and for that matter I wish I had all the drawings I’ve ever done.
Kerfe: I was voted “most artistic girl” in my senior class of high school.  But I really always wanted to be a cheerleader.

Fact 3:
Kerfe:  My first job (after babysitting) was working for my older brother at the University of Maryland, where he was a student employed in the physics lab. I can’t remember how much I made, but they couldn’t find any college students willing to take the job at the salary offered, so it couldn’t have been much. My brother asked me if I would like to try, so I worked on Saturdays during the school year, and during the summer between my sophomore and junior years of high school. I measured data graphs with an instrument that traced the contours, doing several readings of each to make sure they were correct, and typed punch cards for the computer (this was 1968). We lived in Bowie, Maryland, at the time, which was near the University, but moved out of working range in the middle of my junior year–thus ending my career in science.
Nina:  I’ve been playing the guitar since I was about 12 years old.  That would make it around 56 years of more or less playing the guitar all the time.  I bought a Martin with babysitting money; it’s a small parlor guitar and not worth a lot of money but it’s my favorite possession.  It never goes out of tune.

Fact 1/2 plus 1/2:
Nina:  I received a BFA from the University of Cincinnati in 1969.
Kerfe:  I attended the University of Cincinnati in 1970-71.
I was a student at FIT 1971-73, graduating with an AA in Fashion Design.
Nina:   I received an AA from FIT in 1974.
The universe finally got its timing right around 1975.  We were both employed as textile designers at Fair-tex Mills, Kerfe in knits, and Nina in prints.  A friendship was born!

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Our Wordpress avatar, above, which you may recognize, was put together from drawings we did of each other in 1978 (Kerfe by Nina on the left, and Nina by Kerfe on the right).  The drawings that start this post are our 2017 updates, 40 years later.  We look just the same, right? (or maybe even better).

Reverse

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Reverse the river–
sing me back the rules of time–
chaos as a gift

Is each battle an ending?
or just a rough interlude?

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A tanka (of sorts) with prompt words from Colleen and the Secret Keeper.  The art is also an “of sorts”–monoprint.  These days I’m just trying things to see what happens.  And then I can photo them in different ways to see what happens too.

 

The Subject is Muses

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Play. With words.  Images.  From images. (and words).  Juxtaposition.  Borrowing.  The sound of silence.  The dancing of music and time.  Nonsense. (and sensibility).  Geometry.  Story, myth, oracle, dream.  Serendipity.  What is the question? (no answers, please).  Thank you.

Birds.

Sometimes in winter–
summer might as well be spring–
autumn in New York.

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dVerse wants to know the “why” of our poetic style.  In a haibun.

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Yes, the birdlings are back.

summer s

 

When parts are better than the whole

An abstract that I cropped. This little bit is better than the painting which is somewhat of a mess.

That’s the fun (for me) of messing with a picture on my phone. There were some interesting parts to this painting but on the whole it’s a fail. Too cluttered, too much going on. That’s why I like the snippet better.

In Theory

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Captured in
a cage of light.  Blinded
by shadows.

Positive
and negative combining–
additions divide
subtractions
remultiplying.

The forecast
is clearly
a mirrored uncertainty.

Is this the shape of
space and time?

The entrance resides
nowhere.  The
exit is
beyond beginnings.  The way

In is the way out.

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For Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.  Once again, I did a lot of monoprints, one with corrugated cardboard reprint.  I liked these two best.

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in theory lines close up 2s

 

Insomnia

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insomnia magnetic

the whispering
of time–the shadow
of a still
wind raw with
dreams—is this sleepless song the
language we deserve?

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I haven’t been sleeping well, but I didn’t set out to write about it.  As usual the Magnetic Oracle knows what’s on my mind.

The monoprint is twice removed–done first on corrugated cardboard and then printed on paper a few times in different positions from the cardboard print (I used a lot of paint for the original), changing the paper orientation.  I could embroider it too to give it some more texture.  Another project for the list…

I began with Miz Quickly’s prompt word “deserve”.  My response isn’t exactly following her instructions–as my mother often said, so what else is new.

 But it did get me thinking about what we deserve.  What DO we deserve?  Do we “deserve” anything?  It’s a provocative question.

 

Dancer

Let’s just call her a random dancer because it looks nothing like my sister.

Kind of a tough angle with her face tilted up and sideways. I recognize the earrings: they were made by Marcia Tucker (deceased) who was head of the New Museum.

A couple of little studies on black paper. More dancers to come.

Autumn Song

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Leaves singing the wind–
harmony of sad embrace–
I watch as clouds sigh.

Take this mood and rearrange
the patterns to reflect light.

For Colleen’s poetry challenge, also using the Secret Keeper’s words this week.

With another monoprint.

 

Blue Gate (finished)

Always better when color is added.

Spiral

spiral monoprint s

spiral magnetic

Like seeds breathing a path
through stone,
wind wanders between wild
and free.

Ask the air to grow rooted
and nights will no longer flower
with moon spirit.

Listen as secrets follow seasons–
dark cold light bright–
withering into deep green
beneath ancient rain.

I started with the word “free” and the Magnetic Oracle took it from there.  For dVerse Quadrille #40.