making crazy*** work for you

john fleuvog's.  hand made.  half price.

my friend andi told me about  the maria bamford series.  maybe you already know about it?

when i watched the first episode, i was all

YES.

because this is what it's about, people.

to make good art, you have to embrace the mental, but not let it destroy you.  a very, very fine line.  i've been walking both sides of it for as long as i can remember.

so have a lot of other cool people i know.

while i don't want to make generalizations that are too sweeping or unsubstantiated

(YES I DO.)

it just seems like

to make art,

you have to know how to work the continuum of normal to freaky really hard and well.

does that make a modicum of sense?????

(NEW NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTION:  LEARN TO WORK THE CRAZY REALLY HARD AND WELL.)

so, here's your saturday goal:

watch an episode of the maria bamford show.

totally attainable goal.

you're welcome.

*** i know "crazy" can be an offensive.  i've searched for an alternative, but haven't come up with a good one:  "mad" is too hipster, "insane" is too crazy, "kooky" too frivolous & perky, & c.  what's the word that means: fun, stupid, sad, manic, depressed, staying in bed all day and staying out all night, crashing and soaring all at the same time?

vintage fur, friday list, date night

vintage fur & laundry in the background.

1. i found this camel coat with fur trim, thrifted from seattle's value village years ago, buried in the back of my closet.  i was also given a gift certificate for a vintage fur item from decades in salt lake city.  i need to get up there and pick it out.  do people feel okay about vintage fur over new fur?

2. friday yoga.  i forced myself out of the house and into the snow, knowing i would ultimately be glad i did.  it was a great class, and i was warm, finally from the exertion.  also, i got to practice next to & have a little gossip session with artist & sandwich aficionado josh graham before class.  it reminded me of how much i miss being at walden this year, and how much i hope sandwich boy will come up with a new post for us soon.

new dress.

3. date night.  i was warm enough from yoga to wear my new dress.  we went to bombay house, thinking that the hearty, spicy food would be perfect for tonight.  it was.

4.  christian's watching another in a series of '80's no wave films--unmade beds (actually, this one was made in '76, and features debbie harry).  dude has an attention span.  i both enjoy and am annoyed by those films and their studied naivete.  maybe it's just embarrassing because i remember how stunningly moved i was by works such as, say, jean paul sartre's nausea.  or maybe i turn out to be more of a nineties girl.

5.  completed all lesson plans and handouts for classes next week.  paid bills, did laundry (ingrid folded & put away), started my "apartment" therapy--the january cure-- & got totally overwhelmed, did some housework and organizing.  enough to get me by for a time.  no writing today.  i might try to do a little before bed tonight.

rahsaan roland kirk

c. showed me this video last night, and now i have a new obsession.

it's not that often you see something so--

so--

simultaneous.

i love it when impossible things reside together, and work despite their impossibility.

things like playing three flutes with your mouth at once & then adding a nose flute all while circular breathing

plus

playing amazingly layered music--

both hip & moving

& so very present--

so virtuosic yet somehow void of narcissism and ego.

maybe this is just my interpretation (the part about an absence of narcissism & ego, which seem to be burned away by the music itself), but i'm really glad c. made me watch this at the close of halloween night 2012.

legwear: charcoal tights

inspiration:  simultaneity

looking forward: to an update from julie.  so worried about her and others.  please keep her and her family in your thoughts.