Don’t Look Here…
Don’t look here for:
Brevity/succinctness -- To me, a big problem in modern society, and especially in the media, is our predilection toward the sound bite
Political correctness -- I don’t obey the rules
Demure coyness or flirtation -- This is one female who’s really over it
The shyness of maidenhood -- I don’t intend to hide in tiny spaces
Thematic unity -- I’ll spit out whatever’s on my mind; my blog is one place in the cosmos where I don’t have an editor
Christian Fundamentalism, or any other kind of fundamentalism – I claim the right to explore alternatives, or not
Scientific proof -- I stand with the poets and see where mind and matter touch
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Back to art, the center of my life…
Today I torched and hammered metal. Fabricated copper trapezoids with a sense of humor. These will be linked into a neckpiece and shipped to Portland, Oregon, where my “jewelry porn” photographer will work his magic.
I’m racing with a timeline. In these few precious production days before I lift off for Milwaukee, we now have perhaps-hurricane Alberto sliding in our general direction. Life is always complicated. Hurricanes never figure into my jewelry fantasies, and yet I dodge them all the time.
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Last week, I worked with grout and embedded swirls and stones into the back sides of copper box beads. Both sides of these pieces contain surprises, and each is tactilely different. They add a certain ruggedness to my work. Dreaming in barbed wire and tarnished copper and rust, with the gleam of silver here and there. Some private language speaking.
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The business side of my business is going surprisingly well. I’m pleased to find that I’m learning something about this part, too. And satisfied to find that macro-economics reaches my world, and that my work ripples out into the world.
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I want to say something about super-volcanoes and giant meteors, and how in actuality we are between a rock and a hard place. About why we should develop sustainable agriculture even if it’s going to be incinerated. About why to be moral, even if it comes to naught.
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And I want to say something about sticking to issues and not attacking personalities. Attacks hurt. And say nothing good about the attacker. I dare you to step in close and experience love and respect. I dare you to disagree with me, respectfully. I dare you to offer up ideas that cause growth in us both. And I dare you to try to be as real as I try to be.
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