want no waiting
guilty guess work
loathing locked in
want no waiting
guilty guess work
loathing locked in
I’ve always loved Vermeer‘s painting Girl With the Pearl Earring. I happened to catch a portion of an interesting segment on NPR this morning about the painting and I want to share it. The painting, sometimes called the “Mona Lisa of the North”, is being showcased at the de Young Museum in Golden Gate Park in San Francisco from January 26 to June 2, 2013. Mystery has always shrouded the painting. Art lovers have speculated for years wondering the origin of the girl and any specific details surrounding the painting. Since little is known about Vermeer and his muse for the painting, art lovers and critics alike have concocted their own version of the story.
The Guardian, a newspaper based in the UK, asked its readers to write in with there favorite story of who the girl is in the painting. They have posted the top 25 stories on their website. It’s worth taking a look. Meanwhile I think I’ll check out the movie and maybe re-read the book by Tracy Chevalier. While I’m doing that, I wanted to ask – “What’s your story on the painting. What do you believe the story is about Vermeer and The Girl With the Pearl Earring?”
I love this painting – Marc Chagall‘s Waiting. The painting is owned by the Speed Art Museum in Louisville, KY. Several years ago my friend and I were admiring the painting and she indicated this was one of her favorites. I have to admit at that time I didn’t have a favorite Chagall and I had never read anything about his work. My great friend moved away and I miss having her and her observations on art. I remembered some of the painting, but couldn’t recall the title so I emailed her and she found it! I don’t know why, but her finding the painting and knowing the title made a big difference to me. I think it makes me feel like my friend is closer – not all the way in Texas. Here’s to Candyce!
For some reason my mind works in strange and mysterious ways and after she emailed me the title of the painting the song The Waiting by Tom Petty came to mind and would not leave. I have this type of thing happen all the time. I will be thinking about something without even knowing it and will realize a song lodged in my head and sure enough the song has something to do with some current circumstance I’m going through.
Right now I think I am in a season of waiting. Waiting and wondering what it is I’m supposed to do.
Let’s listen to Tom Petty for a spell. Okay – that’s better.
Now for some history on Marc Chagall and this beautifully, unusual painting:
As many of you may know, Chagall used many symbols in his paintings. Many of his works have roosters which symbolized fertility; as many of his paintings were about or pertaining to lovers. Marc Chagall was a Russian painter whose work stretched many different mediums. Chagall created works in nearly every artistic medium, including painting, book illustrations, stained glass, stage sets, ceramic, tapestries and fine art prints. Here is a list of symbols and their supposed meanings. Take what you want from this, but it’s kind of fun to look at his paintings with the symbol meanings close at hand.
Candyce is still in Texas, but thanks to Chagall’s Waiting, we have been brought a little closer. It’s true what Tom Petty says in his song, “the waiting is the hardest part.” We will once again stroll through an art museum together, but for now we will have to be patient and use the technology at our fingertips. We can share art online perhaps and, of course, wait.
Until next time. Be patient and please wait.
I have more clips and links of Johnny Rzeznik and the Goo Goo Dolls.
Here’s Johnny with Limp Bizkit doing Pink Floyd’s Wish You Were Here. This is really great! Check it out! http://youtu.be/9tJnMo4GsKM
John hanging out at Norman’s Rare Guitars in Buffalo, NY – http://youtu.be/LMcfiW2LyYk
Johnny shows up at a Taylor Swift concert at Madison Square Garden to play none other than Iris – http://youtu.be/y6N5HU4zn84
Here are a few things I learned in 2012. There, is, of course, more, but I don’t want to bore you:
Happy New Year!
As I lay awake
With my head on the pillow
I recount the day and think
about people I know and
have known. I think about
my many blessings and
how time seals the gap
how it heals the hole
in your middle.
Feeling helpless is a result
of loving so much – the fear
of losing so much.
Pray instead. Fall asleep in His arms.
As I said in a prior post, thoughts have been swirling around me and the people appear to be acrobats dangling by a thread. Maybe it’s just me getting older and worrying more about things, but every day brings a new challenge and something else to pray about. I don’t think there’s been a night this week I haven’t gone to bed “in God‘s arms.” Falling asleep praying is something I used to feel guilty about, but have since realized we are just tucked safely in His arms. I wish I could tuck each and every person I’ve heard about over the past several weeks safely in God’s arms, but it is not to be. Prayer will have to do.
It seems as though terrible tragedies like the storm on the East coast and other people near and far I have encountered seem to be living with serious health problems. I wish I could reach out to each and every person and give just an ounce of encouragement. I must sit back, as we all do, and leave it to God. It’s difficult to send your children to school in a world of such uncertainty. Nothing is certain though is it?
mindless mind trip
out of control
need less excess
no body knows
where it will
stop and where
it will go
mind on a free fall
doing all of this
has my body shaking
He was alright when I left.
It only happened once.
That’s the diagnosis.
It’s a sickness – a disease
They seem to kick the habit
but it keeps on coming back
It’s a horror. It’s a sickness
It’s a shame to be so weak.
I have been in deep reflection over the past couple of weeks over several topics. There are a number of people in trouble swirling around me and they seem to be dangling by a thread. Let me start by saying I have always been easy to talk to so I have been a sounding board for all types of issues. Maybe one reason is it’s so easy to get in touch these days with the different types of social media.
Let me first say this topic disgusts me, but I see how some people can make choices and get themselves into situations that are very dangerous. The choices seem to multiply and before long there seems to be no way out. I am here to tell you there is a way out. You may be too proud to admit it but are you or someone close to you living scared?
So let me be blunt. What is it about men hitting women and pushing them around? In the last couple of weeks I have been educated on this issue through a girlfriend of an old friend. It’s a long story, but when women are more concerned about men cheating on them than them hitting them in the face something is desperately wrong.
I am ashamed to admit staying in relationships due to circumstances and maybe this is no different, but this woman is a self-sufficient woman who owns her own home. He is essentially living there. No more than a guest. She’s contemplating marriage if you can believe it. But she wants to make double sure he’s not cheating on her. She doesn’t want advice on the hitting part, just if he’s been “hitting on” anyone else. Couldn’t resist the inappropriate pun. Can you weigh in on this? I know she’s not the only one going through this in the world. What is this behavior about and how do people get to this point?
I decided to “opt out” of the situation and not be involved, even as a sounding board for the woman. Did I make the right decision? I did make myself clear the real issue is the violence not the cheating. How does this story make you feel?
My kindergartener rocks. She is so intelligent and such a joy to be around. Well, most of the time . . .
An exercise class is fun. Here are some cool songs: Too Close by Alex Clare (have you seen this video?), Hot Chelle Rae’s Tonight Tonight, Rihanna‘s Where Have You Been, Adele’s Rumour Has It, and Deadly Handsome Man by Marcy Playground
Do I need an exorcism or does YOUR medicine just need changed? Why does it seem like the people on medication really need everyone else to be on more medication just to make sense?
Pluto the Betta: “Uh. I hate to ask, but are you eating fish?”
Christina: “Yes. It’s actually sushi with different kinds of fish.”
Pluto the Betta: “Why are you eating that stuff?”
Christina: “It’s good and good for you. I really like the wasabi. It’s so spicy!”
Pluto the Betta: “Is Wasabi the name of the fish? I mean, my name is Pluto. Is the sushi’s name Wasabi?”
Christina: “No. Wasabi is a yummy green paste you eat with sushi.”
Pluto the Betta: “Oh. Say. If you’re eating fish and I’m a fish – Are you going to eat me?????!!!!????
Christina: “No. Don’t be ridiculous.”
Pluto the Betta: “You’ve got to tell me. Am I bait or what?”
Christina: “No. Don’t worry so much. You’re being paranoid.”
Pluto the Betta: “Paranoid! You call paranoid eating fish and I’m a fish!”
Christina: “Sorry Pluto. You got me. Won’t happen again. Geez