Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Taking it Slow

 Just like the wintering fish in our pond, I am moving slooowly this week, coming to the surface occasionally for air, and to look for a spot of sunlight....
 I can't walk across the room without coughing.

I think I'll just sit here and read a book on the couch.


Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Year of the Dragon - Good Luck is on its way!

Some people hate wintertime, but I love it. Snow to play in, my two kids' birthdays to plan for, Valentines to make, cooking and sitting around the fire. And Chinese New Year around the corner.
Gung Hay Fat Choy! I just love Chinese New Year. I think it goes back to when I was in third grade, our school spent a week visiting a school in Oakland's Chinatown. We put on shows for each other, made art, and ate together. We visited the shops of Chinatown, tasted Chinese treats and played in the park. I'll never forget it. Also, my parents took me to the Chinatown New Year's parade almost every year, and of course that included shopping in Chinatown and eating at a Grant Avenue Chinese restaurant. The year of the Dragon portends good luck, and I think we could all use some of that right now.

The Dragon is a creature of myth and legend. A symbol of good fortune and sign of intense power, the Asian Dragon is regarded as a divine beast - the reverse of the malicious monster that Westerners felt necessary to find and slay. In Eastern philosophy, the Dragon is said to be a deliverer of good fortune and a master of authority.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Lost in the Mystery

Happy New Year!
I've been taking a break from this blog for a bit, recuperating from the holidays and reveling in time away from grad school to clean up those teetering piles in my studio and do some writing and painting. I have an exhibit coming up in April, plus I'm working away on this mystery I started during NanoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) in November,and it is fun letting myself get immersed in solving this puzzle I created. It's kind of like getting lost in one of those hedge mazes, with no one to blame but myself. The house above is the setting of the story. It features an old cottage on Cape Cod, the beach, a graveyard, and a sketchbook where drawings mysteriously appear...
OK that's all I'm telling you for now!