Thursday, October 26, 2006
I'm off to meet hot yoga guru Bikram Choudhury in Atlanta tomorrow. Even though I am committed to my practice, I've always held some fairly negative ideas about him (I mean really, what kind of enlightened yogi lives in LA and sells Cadillacs?). One of the reasons I decided to go was just to challenge those assumptions, and allow myself to form an opinion based on the man in person. Should be interesting. I hope I can walk come Monday...
(The logo is the one I recently made for the new Greensboro Studio.)
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Thursday, October 19, 2006
I'm not feeling inspired today, but thought I had better post something lest my faithful audience give up on me. This is a drawing I did in the Spring after a big studio clean up. I forget how much the clutter is a deterrent to me going in there, until I realize that I have not done any papier mache or other art in weeks. I don't know why it gets so disorganized. I haven't been collecting tons of new art supplies. I guess things just pile up when I am not good about finding them a home as soon as I am finished using them. Magazines, scraps of paper, clothes I plan on giving away... I did another big clean a few weeks ago, so things are looking quite nice at the moment.
Things on my mind right at this moment:
- Getting all my Christmas shopping done by the end of November (I say this every year, but am not sure it has ever happened. This year!)
- Nervous about my "Beginners Sewing" class tonight. I have baggage from Grade 8 and my failed V-neck blouse...
- The smell of baked oatmeal just out of the oven
- Where to go with Jimmy on our walk later this afternoon
- Is today my neighbour Carol's birthday? I had better go look it up...
- Is there snow in Winnipeg?
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
I may not love possums, but I sure love goats. I'm goat specific though. I really only love Nubian goats. It's the long Basset Hound ears, and the curved Roman nose (not to compare my mother to a goat, but I'm sure I imprinted on that nose shape at a very young age). David and I went to the Dixie Classic Fair on Saturday. It was cold and a little rainy, but I was happy for two very important reasons: I got to wear my first toque of the season, and I got my fill of lovely goats.
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Friday, October 06, 2006
Wednesday night we heard some scratching above our bed and thought we had a squirrel in the attic. Sure enough, when I checked, there she was on the roof, shoving sticks and leaves in through the vent. I didn't think it was something we could secure ourselves, so yesterday morning I looked in the phone book for someone who could come and cap the opening. My expert came right away saying squirrels can be very dangerous because they will chew wires and cause a fire hazard. Up we went into the attic (it is a trap door with ladder type stairs that you pull down). Almost the first thing John said was, "hmmm, this doesn't look like squirrel droppings." Oh oh. Within 5 minutes he had found a possum in a nest in one corner, a bunch of bats hanging from the rafters, a snake (who apparently would only be up there because of all the food opportunities - squirrels and bats) and tracks in the insulation like little highways the squirrels use to run around. He then inspected all around the house (oh, did I mention there is a possum living under the house too?) and is going to spend the next several days patching up entry points, putting new caps on the chimneys and installing some sort of trap door that will allow the bats to fly out but not back in. He promised to remove the possums and snake today. Total cost: over $2000! To be honest, if he had said $6,000, I would have said "We'll sell the car, just do it!" He is also going to remove all the, uh, excrement and soiled insulation. What a job. I'd charge an arm and a leg if I had his job too.
John is a really interesting guy. I asked him how he got into this line of work, and it turns out he was trained as a Paramedic in the Navy. For several years his job was to go into places where there were new deployments (mostly the Middle East and former Soviet Bloc) and collect all the spiders, bugs, bats and birds, collect blood from camels and goats, all in order to find out what problems might arise if a soldier was bitten. When he left the Military, he decided he didn't want to work as a Paramedic dealing with car accidents and other such emergencies, so started a business doing wild animal capture. He is full of stories of rabid bobcats in crawl spaces and racoons under sinks. For some reason, I find the possum the most unsettling, so I am glad it will be gone tonight.
And to think it used to bother me to find a spider in the shower.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Been spending a lot of time lately arm chair travelling online. Somehow spending an hour surfing around tripadvisor.com doesn't have the same respectability as reading a great travel memoir, but it is still a vicarious thrill. I get lost in the reviews of small independent inns in New York's Upper West Side, and the descriptions of yellow painted hotels and cafes on cobbled streets in Vienna. sigh
David and I have been talking about a long weekend in New York, and we need to plan our next "adventure trip" a la Grand Canyon and New Hampshire biking. We are leaning towards kayaking in Belize... My surfing has led me to some amazing photography sites. They will make you want to pack your suitcase.
4:45pm A little serendipity ... My new PassPort just arrived by courier!