last four days of circley things

last four days of circley things


Friday I finished the little cephalopod (octopus).

Then I took two other people's children to MIT to go to a weekend full of classes. Students and grad students at MIT were offering classes in everything joyfully geeky. There were a dozen different programming language classes, philosophy, Calvinball, making chain mail (above), global finance, voting systems and another dozen languages. Each class went on for one or two hours. The kids were exhausted at the end, but cheerful. For the adults it is fine if the kids can be left on their own to find food and friends in between classes. If one has to wait around, it strongly resembles waiting in an airport, except the Wifi is amazing. This year I spent less airport time, and got to putter around Harvard Square catching up with a friend from High School that I hadn't seen since, well, high school.


nov 15


I realized some of these are my own personal psychopomps – the red efts are preludes of spring. Finding one always makes me happy – they are such good colors, and so elegant.

three legged bird

nov 14


sugarloaf, looking north

I know the little bird looks really odd – it had an odd history. At Family Camp several years ago, someone else's child drew this bird, and I loved it. So in woodshop, I made a wooden model of it. I've kept it on the windowsill for the last several years, and every time I look at it, I feel slightly off balance, figuring out which legs it is standing on. It helps me think a little bit sideways.

In Korea and China a three legged bird represents the sun and power.

rain = work

tuesday's work


nov 13

I worked hard today. I finished a small piece, and mounted and framed four pieces. Mum – I trimmed the edges of the two I brought home from your house, and stitched the edges so they are a little tidier. I think I owe you one big lovely piece, that is all yours that I will not ever, ever take away.

I'm not sure why I work harder or longer in rainy weather. I think it is the ongoing feeling that the horses deserve time off when the weather is ugly, and it helps me focus on things inside.

Today's circle is more owls. I like that they are a shape that can be so easily stylized or made more realistic. So I made three very stylized owls.

little white horse

nov 12


Epona is associated with horses, and (possibly only in my mind) with white horses. Probably because I think of the Connemara ponies as being important in that part of the world, and all of my favorite Connemara ponies are gray.

It was an exciting weekend. On Saturday I met some people who only existed online, and then ate out and then went to see the Valley Light Opera version of Patience. I have a deep and inexplicable affection for Gilbert and Sullivan, particularly local versions of it. This version of it was costumed from the 1960's with some very vibrant color combinations, but the rest of the production was solidly and joyfully recognizable.

On Sunday we celebrated Pre-Thanksgiving. Originally designed as an excuse to eat turkey with our family of choice, and feed starving graduate students, it has evolved over the years to the closest thing I'll get to longitudinal survey. We've been doing this since 1981. Since then there have a been far too many post-graduate degrees, a lot of marriages and only a few divorces, and many babies, the earliest of whom have graduated college and started their lives. None of us are grandparents yet (which is good – we are all MUCH too young!!)

So today was dedicated to sleeping late and running errands and returning Aerin to school.

what I did in October



I think it is funny that I accomplished less in October than in August when i was on vacation. In my own defense, I got struck down with a bad back, and then had a panic about finishing work in time for a show. I do like the sugar skulls at the end of the month. If I'd thought of them sooner I would have tried to wedge more of them into the middle of the month. They can be very freestyle kinds of things.


nov 9


"Oh what a tangled web we weave…" which turns out to be Sir Walter Scott. And actually spiders are the least tangled web weavers I know. So maybe that is not the precise quotation for this one. I rather like spiders in the abstract – and they take good care of the bugs in my house in the summer. But I just had a major cobweb removal frenzy (after Halloween the cobwebs aren't really decorations any more) and I was feeling guilty. So have a spider!