Rusty Clawfoot & A Vanilla Blueberry Scone

 The dusting.

The measuring.

The crumbling.

[and ET neck inverted selfie]

The whisking.

The shaping.

The clean up.

The aroma.

They were delicious.

Absolutely F-N delicious...

on my great grandma Mary's...

pre-WWII china.

A new outdoor creekside tub space...

is in the works.
[note to self...
must buy...
one clawfoot
and
mosquito netting]

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And this played on Pandora...

[G-Ma Mary preferred to watch wrestling on TV
over listening to music, 

this song reminds me of her daughter in-law, 

my father's mother, Helen.

I am still surprised each day how

my relationship with her has influenced

who I am in this world]

Delta Flt. 9571 - Submissions - Diversions & A Pocket of Hot

Delta Air Lines Flight 9571

PDX to AMS

inflight eyewear

finally in use...

ELEVEN weeks later.

A morning of 

organic steel cut oats

fresh ground coffee

& art submission deadlines

en plein air

but then...

I found rusty things.

Diversion One.

Thus commencing 

a diversion process.

Diversion Two.

(previous residents)

Diversion Three.

Bird or Bat?

(came with the house)

Art submissions patiently waiting,

hmmmm...

Diversion Four.

Plucked?

Diversion Five.

It sways in the gorge winds

bellowing a melody

of deep

nautical

booms.

Diversion Six.

Beverage assistant.

Diversion Seven.

A heavy piece to move around,

but always pleasant to look at.

Diversion Seven...

this blog post.

Diversion Eight...

progressive bifocal measurements 

at the eye doc

down the hill.

Diversion Nine...

run up the hill.

Diversion Ten...

?

but I'm sure it'll be something.

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Excellent running music that provides the perfect delusion 

of looking HOT as a gal lumbers up a mountain...

Thesis Studio: Rust & Wax Obsession (I have this)

I get sidetracked by taking photos of the

damn

rusted

wire.

It's become a problem habit.

Even the dust it leaves behind I find mesmerizing.

My view on the way in to the studio.

Spying on my lovely studio-mate Alex.

(who's sister went to the same high school as me...

in a different state...W H A A A A T?!?!?!)

Coils. I'll have to write about this in my thesis paper.

(currently I have "three" thesis papers in one, I must

streamline it, organize it & be brilliant in the process...hmmmm)

Encaustic wax, tissue paper & netting rubbed with ink.

The texture... good.

The translucency... good.

I DO like the beeswax scent.

It's in its tweaking process.

I lay on the floor a lot looking at it, pointing with my toes.

Sometimes I mumble.

It will be a magnificent installation.

One I will discuss with intellect and confidence.

This is what I keep telling myself.

It works.

So far.

(studio yoga has been replaced with sessions

at the gym that leave me wilted from things like...

slamming a medicine ball into the ground,

squat jumping,

planks (f-ing planks), 

rowing,

curling,

lunging,

balancing pushups,

kettle ball things,

more squatting,

and so on and so on)

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Me.

Sitting at home

Messing with "photo booth"

When I should be working on my thesis

Another problem distraction

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this guy...

(a whole lotta sexy of an already extremely sexy song...

who knew this was possible?)

(he's phenomenal in Dallas Buyers Club BTW)