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October 08, 2005
Pippy paranoia log- oh, the angst.
Whoa. Its cooooold outside! How did it happen? One day you are thinking that cooler weather might be nice, if it ever comes. One can break out the wooly knitting and spend time indoors. The Tyranny of the Beautiful day no longer nags at the edges of one's thoughts and one is justified and free to mope, perhaps under layers of dark colored clothing, oh and revel in the seriousness and angst of being a sensitive soul in the world (I exaggerate for comedic effect but you know) With it for me generally comes this sense of dread, which, for today at least is quite overwhelming. Here is what I want to do. Sleep. Mope. Read scary articles on the internet about Bush's plan for martial law in the event of an outbreak of bird flu and get my shorts all in an uncomforable twist. Take a sedative and try and tell myself its not real, its just the stupit news, and the rantings of paranoids. Try not to fall into that catagory myself.
Well its not like I'm writing my manifesto and ranting on the train.
Yet. Ha.
Ok, enough!
Here is what else I do~ knit lots of socks, in particular some special pairs for boy feet, I've gone from miniature feet to huge feet, the stokinette stitch is quite overwhelming! But fun because I am making stripes. Oh the knit-a-log needs pictures, doesn't it?
Last night I had this dream of elaborately costumed and face painted hindu gods and goddesses fighting in a house I lived in, chopping off one another's heads and melting them into magical candles. Can you imagine? It was quite something. I woke up in that dream-paralysis and my body tingled until it awoke.
My plan was to ride today but am feeling so sleepy from chill pills that I think it is nap time.
Oh and I have been printing, prints will be for sale soon under the Will Art for Food Program, photos to come.
Happy birthday Uncle Wininger!
I suck at birthdays lately I know. We need to eat a cupcake or something. Really.
Posted by at October 8, 2005 01:52 PM
Comments
I understand your feelings perfectly about the "Tyranny of the Beautiful Day." All summer I longed for a few rainy stormy gray days. If it's bright and dry out I feel guilty if I don't get out and tend my garden and I slack inside reading and napping. I got to visit the Printworks gallery Saturday and saw Audrey Niffenegger's show. It was wonderful. I happened to be there when someone bought a print. I was so envious! There was a sweet elderly man in there who talked to me a bit. I took pictures, which I will post on my blog soon. I look forward to seeing your prints!
Posted by: Elizabeth at October 10, 2005 11:16 AM
Pippy:
The blue faced Hindu Gods and Goddesses fighting sounds very trippy. Especially the part about the heads being melted into magical candles. I think you've gone beyond Gillaim/Munchausen territory here. Dream paralysis and tingly sensations can be alluring. Maybe you could articulate this visually in a work of art. Heironymus Bosch move aside!
Posted by: djm at October 12, 2005 03:40 PM