Thursday, June 28, 2007

the golden compass

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

road trip

this site is really cool and i may visit some of these places on my trip north.

Monday, June 25, 2007

St. Teresa in Ecstasy or Transverberation of St. Teresa

Sunday, June 24, 2007

next on the sewing list

Above photo shows Laughing Moon's samples
Can Can with hat and stockings, Saloon Girl with drape, bustle and overskirt.

check up 07

too much for one blog

like Liz str8 says

"I'm happy.

Wilco-in-the-rain and our night-dancing-Atlanta/confederate-hotel-staying tells me so."

so yes its true ..i saw Wilco twice this week... and there was a cannon in our hotel lobby

things to blog about :

going to bonnaroo is like being in a western...a ram shackle town built up on the edge of civiliztion.....and the edge of reason..

best shows seen there:

the Flaming Lips
Franz Ferdinand
The White Stripes
the Yard Dogs vaudville style act
sideshow benny and Mrs. Lollypop

i guess i really do want to be a can can girl..ahh... someday

Oxbow coming will be wonder full..

Pin hole cameras can be tricky but we haven't given up.

i'll post more soon life is very full right now...

Friday, June 22, 2007


Sunday, June 10, 2007

coming soon...Pinhole cameras

coming soon...Pinhole cameras

the future is now...the past in the present tense

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

this poem came up in conversation today, and this little discription about it is from wikipedia....

Kubla Khan, or a Vision in a Dream. A Fragment. is a famous poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge, which takes its title from the Mongol and Chinese emperor Kublai Khan of the Yuan dynasty. Coleridge claimed he wrote the poem in the autumn of 1797 at a farmhouse near Exmoor, England, but it may have been composed on one of a number of other visits to the farm. It also may have been revised a number of times before it was first published in 1816.

The poem's opening lines are often quoted, and it introduces the name Xanadu (or Shangdu, the summer palace of Kublai Khan):

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.

Coleridge claimed that the poem was inspired by an opium-induced dream (implicit in the poem's subtitle A Vision in a Dream), but that the composition was interrupted by the person from Porlock. Some have speculated that the vivid imagery of the poem stems from a waking hallucination, albeit most likely opium-induced. Additionally a quote from William Bartram[1] is believed to have been a source of the poem. There is widespread speculation on the poem's meaning, some suggesting the author is merely portraying his vision while others insist on a theme or purpose. Others believe it is a poem stressing the beauty of creation.

However, it is important to remember that inspiration for this poem also comes from Marco Polo's description of Shangdu and Kublai Khan from his book Il Milione, which was included in Samuel Purchas' Pilgrimage, Vol. XI, 231. By declaring himself emperor, the historical Kublai aligned himself to the Chinese divine right, the Mandate of Heaven, and therefore gained absolute control over an entire nation. Between warring and distributing the wealth his grandfather Genghis Khan had won, Kublai spent his summers in Xandu (better known now as Shangdu, or Xanadu) and had his subjects build him a home suitable for a son of God. This story is described in the first two lines of the poem, “In Xanadu did Kubla Khan/A stately pleasure-dome decree” (1-2). The end of the third paragraph gives us another close-up view of Kubla. At his home, Kublai had on hand some ten thousand horses, which he used as a means of displaying his power; only he and those to whom he gave explicit permission for committing miscellaneous acts of valour was allowed to drink their milk. Hence the closing image of “the milk of Paradise.” (54)

For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.

its the little things in life

new link

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

in the Gazebo

Sunday, June 03, 2007


To live is not breathing it is action.
Rousseau, Jean Jacques

Saturday, June 02, 2007

this week etc.