Qualifications?

The presidential candidates educational records:

McCain:
McCain graduated from the Naval Academy in June 1958; he was fifth from the bottom in class rank, 894th out of 899.

Palin:
from the Associated Press
Published: September 4th, 2008 01:20 PM
Last Modified: September 4th, 2008 01:20 PM
SPOKANE, Wash. - Republican vice presidential candidate Sarah Palin attended five colleges in six years before graduating from the University of Idaho in 1987.
Federal privacy laws prohibit the schools from disclosing her grades, and none of the schools contacted by The Associated Press could say why she transferred. There was no indication any of them were contacted as part of the background investigation of Palin by presidential candidate John McCain's campaign."
Her degree was in journalism.

Obama:
He then transferred to Columbia University in New York City, where he majored in political science with a specialization in international relations.Obama entered Harvard Law School in late 1988 and at the end of his first year was selected as an editor of the law review based on his grades and a writing competition. He graduated with a J.D. magna cum laude from Harvard in 1991 and returned to Chicago


Joe Biden:
Biden attended the University of Delaware in Newark,[10] where by his own later description he was a lazy student.[11] He graduated with a Bachelor of Arts with a double major in history and political science in 1965,[2] ranked 506th of 688 in his class. He went on to receive his Juris Doctor from Syracuse University College of Law in 1968.

So who's qualified to run our country????

Women multiply things

My uncle sent me this I thought it was wonderful!

Quote of the day:

'Whatever you give a woman, she's going to multiply it. If you give her a house, she'll give you a home. If you give her groceries, she'll give you a meal. If you give her a smile, she'll give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her. So - if you give her any crap, you will receive a ton of......

Jamie's journal

Jamie Sells and I have been emailing. She liked the Camp Creed I wrote and used it on her first page in her visual journal. I thought it was wonderful!

A Great Loss?

Will we, the national art community, suffer a devastating loss?
From their site:
"The Latest News:
Statement of the Arrowmont School of Arts and Crafts Board of Governors
September 7, 2008

For Immediate Release:
Members of the Board of Governors were unaware of the plan for Pi Beta Phi Fraternity to sell the property on which Arrowmont is located until late July 2008. In mid-August, the Board of Governors engaged an attorney to investigate every possibility related to the sale of the land, which is currently leased to the Arrowmont School of Arts and Crafts through 2011.

The Arrowmont Board of Governors is fully committed to the ongoing success of Arrowmont School of Arts and Crafts. However, the sale of the land on which the school is located represents a major threat to the Arrowmont School of Arts and Crafts. While Arrowmont could be relocated and rebuilt elsewhere, the cost of doing so would greatly exceed the amount of money that Pi Beta Phi Fraternity has suggested it might offer. The Arrowmont Board of Governors believes that losing the historic campus and the professional craft studio facilities and dormitories would be devastating to the school, not only in the short term, but also because it would sever its long-lasting ties to the early heritage of Pi Beta Phi in Gatlinburg. Of additional concern is the fact that the immediate loss of revenue and constituents (both local and national students and conference attendees) while the new facilities are being built could prove catastrophic. "

My grandmother arrived in 1932 (?) to Arrowmont as a teacher. She was called by the Pi Beta Phi's from the dustbowls of Oklahoma to come to the mountains of Tennessee and teach children. She and my mother took me to Arrowmont after it had become an art school when I was in 3rd grade. My other grandparents lived around the corner and my grandfathers church where he officiated for 35 years was across the street from the Arrowcraft Gallery. To me Arrowmont became a symbol of what artists do. It was an icon for me my entire life. My life's dream was to eventually teach workshops there. I have taken two workshops and a conference there. Recieved a scholarship for one, attended auctions and assisted two workshops there, and underwent one of the most transformative experiences of my art career there. I have sat on the patio until 3am with Keith LoBue there, talking and sharing and watching the stars. Arrowmont is my artistic womb manifested as a place.
When I heard this news I cried so hard my eyes swelled for the next day. Robert didn't speak. He didn't know what to say.
My only hope is that somehow someway Arrowmont can morph and change and be reborn just a special in another place.
Maybe even a better place. Were I a millionaire....

The porch of Teacher's Cottage.













metals studio














The picnic tables outside the cafeteria.
















The fountain outside metals. I have soaked my tired feet in this many times!

Elation

I was searching for just the right thing this summer for my daughter to do. You know, she's at that weird age... old enough for some things, too young for others. Back when I was in middle school the world was a different place. There was less worry about leaving us home all day in the summer. We'd explore the woods, ride bikes clear across town, spend the day at the beach or in the pool, just us kids! Now people are spreadout in urban sprawl. She might be killed on a bike on our roads! There are child molesters and creepazoids everywhere... so anyway, kids camps seemed to young for her but I work and she gets bored at my studio space... sigh, what to do. I asked one of my students, a cool, smart, well adjusted but delightfully eccentric girl,"what would you say if you had to pick something that made a huge, positive difference in your life at 13? Was it a activity, a hobby, a person?" She said, "Horses! hands down" She went to a barn near her house and it changed her life. Then I asked a friend whose raised three fantastic girls what she thought really gave them self confidence and joy. She said,"horseback riding!" Odd they both, in the same week, said the same thing. So I signed her up at a barn for horseback riding camp. She went everyday from 8:30 to 2 for weeks this sumer. We all got hooked. She goes for lessons on Wednesday evenings. Her very first competitive show was yesterday.



Here she is with her trainer. She entered one division. And in the very first class of that division they called her name for first place. I missed seeing her jaw drop in shock as I was on the opposite side of the ring. The trainer and other mothers said it was priceless! She went on to get division champion. I could not be happier for her.
I bet she'll not take that medal off for days.

Teaching, Learning, John Cage and LEAF!

Wow a new friend sent me this:

John Cage's "Rules for Students and Teachers." Here they are:

1 Find a place you trust, and then try trusting it for awhile.
2 General duties of a student--pull everything out of your teacher; pull everything out of your fellow students.
3 General duties of a teacher--pull everything out of your students.
4 Consider everything an experiment.
5 Be self-disciplined--this means finding someone wise or smart and choosing to follow them. To be disciplined is to follow in a good way. To be self-disciplined is to follow in a better way.
6 Nothing is a mistake. There's no win and no fail, there's only make.
7 The only rule is work. If you work it will lead to something. It's the people who do all of the work all of the time who eventually catch on to things.
8 Don't try to create and analyze at the same time. They're different processes.
9 Be happy whenever you can manage it. Enjoy yourself. It's lighter than you think.
10 Break rules. Even your own rules. Leave plenty of room for X quantities.

John Cage (1912-1992) was a composer, print maker, performance artist, writer, philosopher, editor, teacher, mushroom expert, collaborator and poet. Fact is, John Cage had a lot of fun in his factory. Considered one of the most influential composers of the twentieth century, he produced works with one note, no notes, notes by chance, and a noted organ composition that takes 639 years to play.
"Life," he said, "is a workshop."

So wonderful! Thank you Dan! This is especially great as LEAF is soon upon us! Lake Eden Arts Festival in October is on the former grounds of Black Mountain College where John Cage spent alot of time as faculty beginning in 1948. He staged his first happening there. And oddly I am listening to Woodsongs Old Time Radio Hour on NPR on which Michael Franti is playing live, and Robert and I saw him at LEAF last year! weird circles.....
(oh and sorry for the typos in the previous post. I can't seem to edit them!)

I know what you're thinking...

Yeah, at first I thought who cares what Matt Damon thinks, but wait! I mean I loke Matt Damon and all, but honestly he says what I am thinking about Sarah Palin!

Oh you Arfesters! Get a load o this!

It's on Etsy!! I love it!
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=15156025 The user name is Postdesigner.

Horsey Talk

“And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.” -Marianne Williamson

So I haven't posted in bit, thought I'd start anew. In fact, since Artfest packets are hatching in people's mailboxes I would endeavor to make the blog more "arty"! Thought this quote was lovely, and exactly what Artfest is all about.
I have three new activities that have been hugely stimulating to me. One is a collaborative I am in with 12 other women, the next is a little collage class I am doing on wednesday nights at my studio with four local women. I call it "Collage Camp for Grown Up Girls". We began with a "Camp Creed" that I wrote:

"Tonight, I will give my inner critic the night off!
I will let go, play, maybe even dance.
I will open a window to let in Possibility.
I will be kind to myself, using only nurturing, encouraging
mental words.
I will allow Imperfection to visit and have tea, maybe I will learn
from her.
I will allow Uniqueness in as well.
Finally, I will fill with gratitude for whatever happens tonight!"

And thirdly, I started Cape Fear Metalsmiths, a local club for people who've caught the metal bug. I had three of them in my studio last night for a lesson on rivets. Thursday is my LONG day. It starts at 5:45. I teach metals at 8am for three hours at CFCC. Then I hang in my little shared office, chat with coworkers, grade, answer emails, tweek the school/class website, do paperwork, eat soup, fix broken equipment and then teach metals again until 5pm. Then I chase students out (there's always some who don't want to leave) lock up and drive to my studio and eat soup while I tidy up for the night metals class there. I finish up around 9:30 and drive home...gasp, gasp. Last night I laid in the floor,nay I collapsed!

Meredith rides in her first competitive equestrian show on Saturday. I am so excited! She is nervous! She will ride one of the stable's horses, Tobey. I told her we would all consider a horse when she is 16. Then she can drive to wherever it's boarded, herself! And she can have a job to pay for it! I confess I would love having a horse and small farm but alas, for now its our little brick ranch on a little suburban lot. Robert and I do dream of a bit of land, a house with a porch and rocking chairs, a garden, herbs, brick paths, angora goats, making soap, I would set up my loom and weave, I would have a pottery shed and he a boat and kayak building shed, and of course the metals/collage studio!
We love little outbuildings and point them out to each other on roadtrips. Oh well, someday....

Meredith making the horsey talk...

Pretty in Pink

You know for me its good to have a lunatic in my life.
Robert found this little girl's Roxy rash gaurd at the dock at work. Being the silly man he is, he squeezed into in and drove home to show us!!! He could barely breathe and was turning purple when I arrived! Of course he required help getting out of it. Silly silly....

STOP TITAN

If you live in southeastern NC I hope you are aware (you may have been in a cave I don't know, I spend alot of time in one) that negotiations have been made behind closed doors with county government officials to entice Titan Cement company to build a factory to make cement right in my back yard. I am pissed. I really don't want to breathe arsenic and lord knows what else. I really don't want mercury leaching into our waters and fish. the bad thing I use portland cement. I use it quite a bit right now. So here I sit in a hypocritical position. It is hard to not take a "not in my back yard" stance. I guess I just wish industry could conduct its business in an honest, open and caring way. But the truth is they will hide, lie and pollute just as much as they can get away with. And if wishes were horses beggars would ride. Still until there are better ways to police industries like Titan, I will be sporting my very stylish Stoptitan tote bag...or maybe I shall get the T-shirt.

It's rollin'!

...my new etsy shop!
ladysmithsupply.etsy.com

Mariko Kusumoto

I may have mentioned before my love of the work of Mariko Kusumoto? I thought I'd share again.
She says this in Metalsmith's Exhibition in Print 2004:
"Growing up in a 4OO year old temple, I was always surrounded by ancient things like tansu (Japanese chests of drawers), faded paint on wood, Buddhas and their ornaments, etc.

I was especially fascinated by the tansu. When I opened the drawers, I could never anticipate what would appear from the darkness. I had mixed feelings of excitement and fear whenever I opened it. It was a great wonder box to me. The darkness inside the tansu stirred up my imagination.

Inside the darkness of the temple, the gleam of the Buddhas and the golden ornaments would emerge. I could sense the spiritual world and its eternal silence. In my work, I am striving to create a world of Shadows, light, silence, spirituality, and my personal memories."
I just can't get enough and now you can view works of hers at Mobilia Gallery.
I highly recommend checking this link. Her works are sumptuous!

Oktapodi -- Funny Animation

I 'm soooo all about sea creatures these days...
Sweeeeet!

AOT Artisans on Taylor

In Port Townsend, WA (one of my favorite places) is one of my favorite galleries, Artisans on Taylor
They will be carrying some of my work! Check them out!
Teresa is fantastic, has an amazing eye and fabulous style. LOVE IT!

The Dunes Offerings

At the north end of our beach there are steps that drifted up after a hurricane. Years ago. Someone decided to rebuild them where they stood as a resting place to reflect. They added this little copper mailbox and residents keep it stocked with pencils, pens and a small notebook. This year people started leaving these bundled offerings. I adore them! They are like ocean talismans little energy filled trinkets. Like the shorelines jewelry. I am so inspired by them and have visited them numerous times. I have yet to add my own to the mix. They seem so precious as they are.

Lovely Days on the Channel

Whenever we can, we've been spending stolen hours at the north end of Wrightsville Bch.
When I was in high school it was where we trudged to build bonfires as there were no structures there. The huge dunes hid our teenage gatherings. I have watched storms in the distance off the coast there, huge lightshows that I later painted on large canvases. But that was years ago. Now there are people and the Shell Island resort complex. Still, it remains relatively sparsely populated with tourists so we love the bird sanctuary and quietly loll about in the water watching the black skimmers, oyster catchers, terns, plovers, osprey and gulls. I love this wee water nymph bubble bath and the little geysers created by the incoming tide. And I had to snap this shot of the writing the wind makes with the sea oats.

The Shift

The Shift is happening are you involved? If things are going to change won't you decide how?

Terns

A friend asked me if I had done anything special this summer. I had to think... no, no trips, no vacations, no big events. I felt depressed, somehow underprivileged, as if I was missing out on summertime while everyone else tubed down mountain streams, ate melons at family reunions, and traveled abroad. So I asked Robert and Meredith to go with me Wednesday evening to the beach around 5pm. That way we'd only have to pay for an hour on the meter. We went to the last beach access before Shell Island resort and walked to the end of the beach. There are old wooden steps there and a little copper mailbox with a notebook inside for people to leave their musings. Also right now, there is a cordoned off area for nesting birds. We had the most magical evening. I kept noticing the sweetest, wee little webbed bird prints. I've never seen any like them. I asked Robert what they were and he wasn't sure, and then DUH! we realized they were made by wandering baby Least terns! They ran out from under the white ropes and huddled in deep human footprints waiting for their parents who must have been off fishing. Some perched on sand hillocks peeping for food, their fluffy down glowed gold with the sun set behind them. We walked around to the sound side and lazed in the crystal clear shallows like manatees watching the tides rush in. We splashed and rough housed, tossing Meredith and chasing each other. When we settled down and laid in the water on our stomachs with only our noses out, we were still enough that birds all hanging out on the sand, forgot about us and came very close. We had oyster catchers mere feet away from us feeding their young. I had hoped to go tonight and take my own photos but the rain interrupted. The above photograph came from here.
So did I do anything special this summer? well, now that you mention it.....

Offshore Drilling Nightmare

The following was an email forwarded to me by a friend of Kitty Mitchell of the band Molasses Creek who live on Ocracoke Island part of our NC outer banks. It is a beautiful, quaint island that strives to maintain its sleepy, small fishing village lifestyle:

"My newest painting is a post card to Senators Dole & Burr, and also to Congressman Walter Jones, and to Mr. McCrory. Three cheers to Bev Perdue who is the ONLY candidate so far that has refused to endorse off shore drilling.

This will not be good for our economy. We have a thriving tourist and
fishing industry that does not need to invest our resources in old polluting
technologies when we are so capable of doing better for ourselves, our
children and our planet. We have more wind than oil, it's ours and it can't
be shipped to China.

Feel free to use this image to save our coast, I only ask for artistic
credit."