ben and i are reading aloud from the bible and listening to the white stripes.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Saturday, March 8, 2008
ANTIDILUVIAN CRAFTS WITH YARN AND GLUE
i learned from my dear friend ann (pictured above), how to crochet. this is dangerous, because i already have the tendency to hole up and resemble in too many ways-an old woman, i like to imagine an icelandic old woman...
so, i started with these chains:
i graduated to this hat:
and i am inspired to continue-and achieve things like this tree sweater:
this brain:
this coral reef:
and these goats by artist Ming Yi Sung:
oh and bjorks dress:
i am trying to figure out what my interest and budding obsession for all things yarn means...i think it is 1: a coulour thing
2: a texture thing and 3: something to do with the fact that a thin strand of fiber can add up to something useful or beautiful, continuous organic growth, and just the utility of the objects. Also one of my favourite songs ever is Joanna Newsom's "Yarn and Glue" so thats probably something.
Friday, March 7, 2008
DIANE AND PHOEBE
i had a dream that went like this:
my mom worked for Diane Von Furstenberg, designer of the wrap dress and sometimes judge on project runway. all of this was in minneapolis, because diane was having a birthday-dinner/business-meeting at saiwat-dee, or passage to india? both were mentioned in the dream. i think i worked for her too, because the conflict in the dream was whether or not i should go to the dinner alone, or with my mom. so i guess i was invited in some way...anyway, i fought with my mom over whether or not i could go. i woke up when i ran into my room and cried on the bed, thats right, over diane's dinner party-business meeting.
Then, you know how dreams are...i was biking around like a suburb with pheobe cates and i was training her to ride a bike or something, i remember her saying, "thank you, seriously this bike is really cheap for me" or something like that.
oh man it sucks to hear someone talking about their dreams, especially when they say, "or something" alot.
again i wonder if this means anything, i wish that my life was this though, because i always thought i'd get along with pheobe...she seems real.
my mom worked for Diane Von Furstenberg, designer of the wrap dress and sometimes judge on project runway. all of this was in minneapolis, because diane was having a birthday-dinner/business-meeting at saiwat-dee, or passage to india? both were mentioned in the dream. i think i worked for her too, because the conflict in the dream was whether or not i should go to the dinner alone, or with my mom. so i guess i was invited in some way...anyway, i fought with my mom over whether or not i could go. i woke up when i ran into my room and cried on the bed, thats right, over diane's dinner party-business meeting.
Then, you know how dreams are...i was biking around like a suburb with pheobe cates and i was training her to ride a bike or something, i remember her saying, "thank you, seriously this bike is really cheap for me" or something like that.
oh man it sucks to hear someone talking about their dreams, especially when they say, "or something" alot.
again i wonder if this means anything, i wish that my life was this though, because i always thought i'd get along with pheobe...she seems real.
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