Sunday, September 20, 2015



So we have settled into something like fall.  Yesterday, I spent half the day snuggled under my comforter and the other half drinking coffee and finishing up the poetry book organization problem on my bookshelf, which while it may not be quite alphabetical, at least all books by authors are grouped together.  I also found a signed copy of a friends book with the above inscription and it made me both laugh and want to write VERY IMPORTANT THINGS, which I hope to get to later today. I've also set aside some duplicate copies or things I no longer want for the free table at the library--I've somehow amassed a lot of random books that I don't see worthy of taking up valuable shelf space. I've also done un-fun things like scrub the grout in my shower and recaulk the tub, which is a sad way to spend a Saturday night, but that's just how I roll.

Mostly, I am unwinding from a crazy couple weeks and amping up for another couple and just hiding from the world.  Last Tuesday's Bookwrecking workshop went splendidly, and even I came away with some new collages I will show you soon.  This week I have a reading coming up at Women & Children first and will be framing/prepping for a couple upcoming art things, including the CCC Alumni show and sending some books to Art on Elston for their Words | Matter show.   I am also getting things ready for the Library's Chicago Artists Month ARTCACHE endeavor, which I am still working on clues for and need to finish up this week. Lastly, I'll be hosting an LGBTQ reading next Wednesday, part of a whole week of programming kicking off October's History Month. All of this in addition to general press business and the dregs of Library reserves processing..(which this week has dwindled to normal levels after the beginning of semester rush.) So needless to say I'm busy, but happy in my busyness..

Fall though and I start wanting apples..mostly sour ones baked into a pie or greasy fried ones or apple cider donuts by the dozen.  I'm not all that much about the pumpkin or the pumpkin spice, but I do start craving warm beverages--hazelnut lattes &  hot chocolate.  Start wanting to invest in throw blankets--fuzzy sherpas and sweater knits (which never fare very well with the cats.)  My fall sweater dresses have been languishing a few weeks in my closet since the season switch-out and I am anxious to get into one.  Last night I dreamed about looking for fall florals. Remind me of this in a few months when I'm crying over ceaseless winter...


Tuesday, September 01, 2015



So once again, I find myself at the end of summer, and once again, trying to determine exactly where said summer vanished to, but this season has actually been quite full with summertime things like cookouts and camping trips, road trips and ice cream. We've reached a bout of steamy hot doldrums, so I am actually pretty anxious for fall to get here, having already switched out my summer clothes for fall ones and  set my mind toward very.serious.projects. which include finishing both the dirty blonde manuscript and the apocalypse book. Which includes more art projects and crafty things for the shop.  Which include the  mermaid project and more decisions on chaps for next year's series. Which includes other things I may have up my sleeve in the vein of the very serious and not so serious.

I'm in Rockford this week for a little vacation before plunging headlong into the new semester, preparations for which have been hectic with the reserve morass and plotting interesting and fun things for the Aesthetics of Research .  I am looking forward to having my morning's free, since I'll be logging studio time early in the day when I'm fresher and more productive than  I am after working 8 hours. Meanwhile for the next week, I'll be napping and thrifting (see above) and maybe some writing..see you on the flip side...