I’m afraid I’ve been thinking
Posted By Kathleen David on March 23, 2008
[Lefou:] A dangerous pastime
[Gaston:] I know
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking recently about a number of subjects that either affect my family or me. Some of it is artistic and some of it practical. I’m thinking about not reading the paper for a week because the news recently has either infuriated me or sadden me. There are some uplifting stories but for the most part it is rather depressing. And one more article about the sex lives of our public officials is going to put me over the edge.
The artistic thinking has come from several discussions I have been either following or participating in on the Internet. On the doll board came the question about creating one’s artistic statement. I have to say honestly I have not done that in years or even thought about creating one. It might be time for me to sit down and sort out what I am trying to do with my art if for no other reason than to sort it out in my own head.
Another board has erupted with a discussion that started tongue in cheek and is now turning into a flame war about religion. Again I think people forget that it is hard to show emotion on the Internet and not everyone gets your emoticons especially if it is one that you created. But it is interesting to see where the limits are or rather what limits people are comfortable with discussing with each other concerning art and religion which are very much tied together through out history. I am figuring the moderator is going to keep an eye on this and when the personal attacks start to fly, she’ll shut it down. We are almost there.
Since I am starting to feel human again, my motivation is returning to get stuff done which includes some stuff that is due at the end of the month. I am done with this run of antibiotics so now we see if they worked and if not, I will have another go at the nasty germs inside me. Now I just need to sit down and make a plan.
Happy Easter to all who celebrate it today.
I am grateful for starting to feel more like my old self.
Reboot! 8^)
Reboot! 8^)
Kate and i had the chance to see our two-year-old granddaughter (well, my *step*-granddaughter, but i’m fairly sure she knows me a lot better than she does Helen’s father) on her first Easter egg hunt.
Obviously, at two, she has no real idea what it’s about … and, of course, didn’t know what she was being led to the back yard for…
But once she got the idea that there were eggs (plastic ones, with candy) hidden around the place … well, it was wonderful to watch (and photograph).
My daughter was the same way a couple of years ago for her first egg hunt, Mike — she wasn’t quite sure what was going on initially, but went nuts once she realized what the aim was. We’ve got great pictures and video of that first hunt.
She’s enjoyed others since (she’s now 3 1/2), but that first one is always the real memory, I think.
TWL