Teeny tiny snail on a blade of grass in one of the garden beds
Teeny tiny snail on a blade of grass in one of the garden beds
Morning patrol with Chili. Itβs been a long time since weβve done this together (I wasnβt up to it last year). π
Dave declared it Pie Week, and he made pumpkin pie and pizza. So I baked my first Green Pie of the year. No picture because it’s ugly, but it is super yummy. I don’t use a recipe anymore, but I was inspired by this one.
Cyrus Kabiru’s work makes me want to make more of my own work, which is my favorite thing to feel when looking at art.
Managed to get into my (gratuitously suspended) Facebook account and delete it. Good riddance! π₯³
Did my first ever image search today, to discover where this helpful reminder came from: Banksy & friends' 2015 installation, Dismaland
“You don’t get ideas. Ideas get you.” (In my experience, that is absolutely how it works.)
What’s worse than regular estate planning? Art estate planning! What should happen to all this stuff I made? Would anyone actually want it? Can I leave it to my ex-therapist in a fit of spite?
Really enjoying Spencer Hansen’s work (discovered via Colossal) this morning. Makes me want to make more sculptures!
Someone asked if Chili spends time inside too. In fact, she spends most of her time inside. Here she is in one of her favorite spots, sulking because we’re not watching squirrels on YouTube. It’s possible she is a teensy bit spoiled π
Chili in the crabapple tree this afternoon π
“You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes too near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself that you tasted as many as you could.β
-Louise Erdrich
I find myself thinking of this every time I go for a walk.
What if I am just an apple?
This is how I usually feel about social media:
But I miss having a place to share random little things, so I’m giving this a try.