Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Tuesday tidbit


in which our plucky heroine breaks the rules...

I almost never bring trinkets home, as the last three years have been all about letting go of what is no longer necessary. But I could not resist these two small Japanese Akita-Inu figurines, who somehow ended up on the Goodwill holiday shelf. They are being added to my permanent collection here at Acorn Cottage. No, I was not born in the Year of the Dog, but I have been looking for some little sculptures just like these for a long time.
These are about two and three inches tall. I have read that little Akita figurines are sometimes a gift in Japan to parents of newborns, for good luck, and to convalescents as a wish for speedy recovery... not sure how true the info, but I liked the sentiment.
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November SMART goals
# THINGS MADE THINGS FIXED THINGS GONE
1 charter #17 framed Summits charter 7 pounds
2 charter #18 framed Adiantum charterGoodwill bag
3 reflective mesh vest repair small frame old chook gate
4 blue batik dress frame fox print paper recycle bin
5 -attached scroll seal 3 bags recycling
6 - framed Laurel scroll 2 bags trash
7 - framed 1st AoA charter 11 bags Goodwill
8 - framed 2nd AoA charter 1 bag yarn
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Thursday, November 10, 2016

SWAP plans and assorted other thoughts


in which our plucky heroine reminds self that when times seem, or actually are dire, art gives us both hope and visions of alternatives... don't give up, don't stop making, don't stop making art...
“It’s not as easy as that,” said Summer sadly. “I can’t stop myself from worrying.”

“You’re human,” said Glorious. “Humans hoard up their fears as if the world might run out.” He huffed a laugh. “Still, you build cities with them—and towers and artworks and families and faiths. It seems to work for your people, even if it would not work for mine.”

“I wish I was a wolf,” said Summer.

“That is a very sensible wish,” said Glorious. “But even Baba Yaga cannot grant you that. So you will simply have to be a brave human.”

--- T Kingfisher aka Ursula Vernon
Ursula Vernon posted three new chapters of "Summer In Orcus" yesterday... as she said "...because we need comfort right now. It's not much, but it's a few thousand words you can spend among friends, and hopefully give your heart a brief respite."
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and because whatever the larger world is doing, bodies still need clothes, I am, in between the needs of working, and house declutter and organise, planning and sewing some clothing to refurbish my Very Empty Closet. I've taken the quarterly online challenge of 6PAC sewing, and the annual SWAP (Sewing With A Plan) challenge, over on the Stitchers Guild message board as inspiration.

The wardrobe planning I did last week has turned into a list of 27 garments. While this sounds like quite a lot, most everything I own as everyday clothing is quite worn and threadbare, as I've done precious little sewing for self in the last three years. I have learned over time that after about three years of wear, my clothing mostly becomes too worn to mend, so I need to either be gradually sewing a few new pieces every year, or need to plan and carry out a massive sewing intensive...
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WARDROBE PLAN SEWING
# done 6PAC SWAPgarment
1 - - -black linen crop pants
2- ※ -black chopshop cardigan
3- - - black knit top
4- - - black linen top
5- ※- black corduroy pinafore
6- - ※turquoise shot cotton dress
7- - - blue/grey striped knit top
8- ※ ※ brown twill pinafore
9- ※ - brown twill jacket
10- - - black/brown A/C top
11- ※ - black/brown marl knit top
12- ※ ※ black/brown flannel dress
13※ - - black/grey handknit wool vest
14- - ※ blue floral blouse
15- - ※ dark indigo denim pinafore
16- - ※ indigo pinstripe dress
17- - - brown raincoat
18- - - black rain capelet
19※ - - black rainhat
20- - ※ brown crop knit pants
21- - ※ blue crop knit pants
22- - ※ grey crop knit pants
23※ - - blue striped batik dress
24- - ※ brown mushroom blouse
25- - ※ grey corduroy pinafore
26- - - black/grey/blue stripe dress
27- - - blue knit turtleneck
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Though I am sickened and terrified and grief-struck, I figure the most radical thing we can do is to continue to live, to stay here, to do whatever small individual things are possible to shift things back to a more positive inclusive place, a place of hope, and even though I feel no hope today, to continue to create the world I do want to live in, where everyone has a place and enough...

These ideals got me through my cancer journey, and will hopefully continue to serve me well... I do know, however, that without both luck and public assistance, I wouldn't be here alive now to write these words - If I hadn't been in the 10% who made it through the OHP lottery* in 2011, I would have died of cancer in 2012

"Ohana means family. Family means nobody gets left behind.... or forgotten."
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November SMART goals
# THINGS MADE THINGS FIXED THINGS GONE
1 charter #17 framed Summits charter 7 pounds
2 charter #18 framed Adiantum charterGoodwill bag
3 reflective mesh vest repair small frame old chook gate
4 blue batik dress frame fox print paper recycle bin
5 -- 3 bags recycling
6 - - 2 bags trash
7 - - 11 bags Goodwill
8 - - 1 bag yarn
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* For most of my adult life, as a self employed artist, I have had no health care insurance coverage at all. When I moved to my current home, I found out that technically at my income level I was eligible for the OHP, the state health insurance for low income folks. The catch was that there were far more people that needed that coverage than there was money allocated. So every year or two, as funds became available, you were allowed to sign up to be in the lottery for whatever additional places were opened up. The year I "got lucky", there were over 10,000 applicants for just 1000 places. The next year I was diagnosed with cancer. I wish we were not the only first world country that refuses to provide universal health care for its citizens, and I grieve for all the precious lives needlessly lost because access to care is refused.

Wednesday, November 9, 2016

whistling in the dark


An analogy: Right now I feel inside about like I did in 2011, when I got the call from my then doctor that results were not benign, but a probable indication of cancer... Irrespective of whatever came next, my life was changed forever and though there are ways to (possibly) survive, there will be damage done that can never be healed, but only learned to live with. With good fortune, survival may be possible, but at great cost irregardless. No way around it but through. Our plucky heroine was both determined and fortunate* to still be here writing and creating... my strongest hope is that we, the nation, and the world will also find a pathway forward... I am grieving for all that will be lost in finding that pathway, just as I grieve incessantly for all that cancer took from me...