So I really haven't posted on this blog lately, because it no longer reflects what I'm doing or where my mind is.


Come see what I am doing:
http://feelinggoodfeminism.wordpress.com/


and:
http://creatingsacred.wordpress.com/


Love and Light!
~Mia

'THIS for Diplomats; Festival des Artists' art exhibit, open until May 2

Woodley Park/Adams Morgan is a versatile area. For example, did you know there's an art gallery just across the street from the metro stop? The Stanford University in Washington hosts this hidden treasure of an art space. The current exhibit, of which the ending date has been extended until May 2nd, 2011, is the fourth 'THIS for diplomats; Festival des Artistes; Diplomacy through Art' exhibit.

The website for the gallery can be found here:

http://bsiw.stanford.edu/art_gallery/index.html

What caught my eye from the street was a case displaying jewelry; as I am a jewelry artist, I was naturally drawn to see it. The jewelry is displayed in bird's nests, as if the pieces were eggs laid by birds. The dull color of the sticks in the nest accentuate the shiny baubles elegantly. Some are wire wrapped around glass, attached to wire circlets; others are intricate woven patterns done with seed beads.

An Indonesian artist presented a series of five pieces constructed with thick handmade paper called 'hanji.' A bit of research tells me that 'hanji' is a traditional material from Korea. Two of the pieces serve as lamps: one appears to be graceful flowers which spring forth jubilantly from a black pumpkin-shape; the other lamp more closely resembles a pagoda roof in its tiered succession of layers which hug the wall. The center and top-tier of the pagoda lamp from which the light emanates is a light-colored paper screen, with detailed symbols and figures on it. The greatest success of this piece from my perspective as a sculptor, is that the light shows not only from behind the paper screen, but also to each side of it, illuminating the wider tiers as well. It is very rare that a work of art lights itself perfectly on all sides as this one does.

Also on display are some incredible oil paintings from Switzerland and Israel. A similarity between these three works from two artists, is their clarity and use of light. The edges seem solid and round, the feathers soft, the porcelain cold, the broken egg dripping down lace…

Now that I've mentioned porcelain, I could not leave out the painted porcelain which is displayed just below these works in oil. The perfectly formed vases and plates round out the collection of art. One particularly lovely plate displays intricate butterflies.

On my first visit, I was particularly impressed by a painting from Iraq. The subject is a woman holding a letter. With her other hand she leans on a flowering tree. She appears to be alone for miles in every direction. Her head is bare and her tawny robes drape around her with grace. The turbid purple sky adds an unearthly element to the sandy yet lush landscape. This painting brought tears to my eyes, possibly because it removed a misconception I hadn't realized I had until then; that the Middle East is colorless. The news media pound it into our heads repeatedly that Iraq is a dismal, desert area with no visual interest. This piece of art so successfully countered the media's repetition that it leads me to wonder whether this is merely an imagined view of a war-torn country, a memory of past days, or if our own country has censored what we see to the point where I cannot actually find a single lovely picture of the landscape when using the word 'Iraq' on google images.

This was the essence of the exhibit, for me, the removal of boundaries between cultures. The gallery's own statement that "art connects those from around the world and builds international understanding," underscores all the work in the collection. From the jewelry to the 'hanji' sculptures, to the paintings and photographs, each spoke of cultural blending and an incorporated experience of aesthetics. Each piece left me wanting details of the person's life, made me wonder whom they know and what they discuss with their friends, what they do for fun. The goal of every artist should be to present a work so evocative of their own experience that viewers can't help but feel they are investigating a mystery.

Perhaps I'll leave a few works for you to discover for yourself! When you visit the gallery, exit the metro from the escalators, not the elevator. Turn left at the top and cross Connecticut Avenue. You will pass a florist's shop and an Italian restaurant before the gallery. Remember, there are more works up the stairs!

I found a really interesting video on how hanji is made: http://vimeo.com/1729477?pg=embed&sec=1729477

It's actually pretty hypnotizing when he's dipping the bamboo screen.

May be posted on http://soulstrong.wordpress.com/ as well!!

It Can't Rain All the Time

In the past month, I've parted ways with my dear boyfriend of 1+ year (and more years of friendship) for reasons beyond my control, was layed off by my job which I love for reasons that are entirely unrelated to me (financial), and received news that the car I have been driving for the past 2 years is not much longer for these roads (catalytic converter is failing).

This is no plea for pity. Merely an acknowledgment that a lot is moving in my life right now. And I'm not crying much, either. I have been a little (unconsciously) sharp around the tongue, though I'm trying to notice and curb it. Frustration that a little moshing could cure. Though I haven't been doing that this year, nor drinking, nor anything else self-destructive.

This year has been real in all the most powerful ways. Real decisions (big decisions) and integrity going into their motives, and a lot of learning on my part, as well as a great calming of spirit. I have my fire, believe me. I am learning to analyze better before using it, however. Mostly, what I find interesting, is that I desire to feel safe. The risks I take are more personal than destructive, less obvious, and less risky. They have real motivation, such as to learn a new skill or put energy into a healthy friendship (both risks which are initially hard to take).

Without becoming boring at all, I'm growing up. :)

Beautiful Creative Rings, with Conscience

A good friend of mine is engagement ring-shopping. I showed her this site:

http://greenkarat.com/index.asp

Eco-friendly wedding jewelry. For the person who's fed up with diamonds and department store's over-charging. Sounds like the foundation for a healthy relationship, to me.

Environmentally Friendly Christmas Gifts?

Found this book at work:

And began looking through it. It's inspirational to me as an artist and environmentalist. I found myself wanting to buy make collect create go do show share..... VERBS
books that make me want to VERB are the ones

If you have any interest in conserving resources and cleaning your air you breathe, making your apartment more stylish or having a place to plug in your cell phone even when you go camping, or you like having items that make people go 'wow!' when you show them, invest ~$11 in this book. It shows 256 pages of beautiful pictures of amazing creations from artists who think in terms of 'reuse reduce recycle', and yet whose aesthetic principles are sound. So speaking, their art does not suck, it looks pretty 'n' professional.

*Sidenote, some of the featured items are not actually art but SCIENCE and can be used to lower electricity usage or water usage, or accessorize your computer, etc.

Classes for Children.... If I Ran the School System

In school, children ought to be taught about money and business as a mandatory class. Parents who have debt or poor spending habits will not teach their children good methods. Children may not be taught to save, only to borrow. Having a class in school would benefit the economy by eliminating much debt, and boosting efficiency of those newly entering the workforce.

Health and healing would be another good class to teach early on. Holistic methods could be taught in addition to traditional methods. Then, it's possible there would be fewer cases for the emergency room or even the doctor's office, in part because people would grow up knowing how properly to care for themselves. Knowing how would make them more aware of their body, and encourage caution in their treatment of themselves.

Home repairs are a part of an average American's life. Knowing how to fix a toilet or sink, repair screens on a house, fill gaps in cement, or paint a room are useful tools to save a household a lot of money, and give a sense of empowerment to the homeowner.

Rule: No dress code, no yearbook inclusion

I realize that some (or all) of what I say may unintentionally anger people, for different reasons and in different ways. If you choose to respond or react, I ask that you do so with respect. Respect my opinion and that I choose to speak. If you disagree, realize that I do not say this to offend you or to injure you. If you believe I am mistaken about anything, I will hear what you believe to be the truth as long as you say it in a non-hostile and non-commanding way. Nothing I say here is hostile. Nothing is meant or to be taken with sarcasm. I make points, and points are refutable and mutable with new understanding. Just as I understand you may not, I may not necessarily change my views. I live my life and know things from my perspective. I don’t mind that yours is different. Here is mine.

Videos on youtube:

I addressed the first more so, this I list for reinforcement, the story is told the same way a second time

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M7lXV2D2j24&feature=related

I don't hear the part where she's told she can't be in the yearbook because she's *lesbian*. Maybe it's in the subtext and not literal. No one in the video said outright "lesbians are not allowed in the year book." It is stated that the photo of her wearing a tuxedo may not be in the yearbook. Being a female student who (according to the video) does not deny that she identifies as female, she abides by the school dress code for female students. If she's contesting the dress code, it remains unexplained how this dispute relates to her sexuality.

At the Christian all-girls school I attended, we had a uniform and dress code every day. It was not well-liked; however, it was accepted that while attending school, we had to wear the uniform. There was an option to wear uniform pants or a uniform skirt. We could have short hair and other traditionally male styles of hair if we chose. Where is a line drawn? We weren't allowed to have more than one natural color of hair, for example. Some reds were considered 'natural' and some were not. Dyed hair was considered distracting, and I agree; it was distracting if only because I wanted it so badly when I saw people wearing their hair that way. The rule made sense and had a basis.

There were lesbian-identified students at school. Rules against P.d.a. at school were upheld, and the perception of these rules was not that sexual orientation was the problem. Girls were not allowed to sit around after school and kiss boys while on school property, either. We were told P.d.a is not acceptable for school, because it's distracting and not professional whether in single or multi-sex schools. When people did see this rule broken, they were watching and distracted from their work. The rule had a basis; eliminate distraction and maintain professional conduct.

The point I mean to make is to define battles clearly. Students could not have made a case that banning lesbian p.d.a. at school was unjust, because p.d.a. was not allowed between heterosexual people either. Regardless of sexual orientation, the rule was equal to all. Dress code, too, is a rule which can be upheld equally, regardless of sexual orientation. Whether a basis for yearbook picture dress codes exists may be up for debate. If there is a basis for the rule and it is upheld equally, the student in the youtube videos has no case.

To another point, if a lesbian makes a case for a change in dress code, does that indicate to change the dress code is the right course of action because she is a lesbian? Does it mean to not change the dress code is wrong, because a lesbian has requested it? Or is it right to address the case as if she is a female student, equal to other students whose preferences in clothing are against the dress code? It would be wrong to not address the case at all, simply because she is a lesbian. Is that what happened? Was the case given adequate attention, or was it thrown out without consideration? All of this is a matter of debate, of opinion, and of finding more facts.

If a case is made for wearing a tux in a yearbook photo, can the case be made within existing rules or must new rules be made? If a student needs to identify as male in order to wear a tux in the yearbook photo, she could make a case for wearing male clothing because she identifies as male, if that is true for her. What I’ve heard from personal friends about the level of acceptance of gay and transpeople in the South makes it difficult to fathom pursuing the aforementioned course. I don't want to see anyone persecuted; if you know me, you know that. Change is effected in degrees over time; rebellion effects change all at once. Those who rebel endure pain and suffer for a cause, and occasionally succeed to see instant or dramatic results. Examples include: Martin Luther King, Rosa Parks, women throughout history including suffragists, and the scores of people throughout the 50 year/150 year LGBT rights movement. These people have suffered, died, been arrested, beaten and excluded from human rights. If this case can be seen as affecting a human right, there is a case.

Yet there seems to be a stark difference between persecution and her story. She would be pictured in her yearbook if she complied by rules upheld by the Supreme Court (or so the second video says). Her disobedience of a rule which does not relate to homosexuality removed her privilege. Was her story told ineffectively? Or did a story about a girl who wants media attention get spun into a gay rights issue, because she’s gay? I’d say it’s good news that so much attention is paid to the feelings and rights of a gay student, one whose mother is *publicly* supportive of her. This video is not all bad news. It contains good news of progress in the minds of some Americans who are willing to accept non-traditional gender-expression, to say nothing of the Americans who take it for granted that an out-lesbian has rights. Remember the days when your orientation could get you killed? We have made it far as a human community, in a very short time, and for the better.

Foster a world where women can be proud to be women, and proud to be sexually oriented whatever way they are, wear what they feel comfortable wearing, and can still behave in respectful ways toward themselves and others.

And can still be free to be Christian, a faith based on love which was begun with an idea to include Everyone who wants to be part of it, because we as human beings are connected and need to survive one another.

Artistic Advice

Cross Posted, from the blog http://www.joshuacole.com/blog/entry/dear-aspiring-artist

“Dear Aspiring Artist:

Here is my advice. Think of it as a five-year plan:

Take whatever courses you find the most interesting.

Study closely the work of the Old Masters.

Stop making art that originates only from your own imagination.

Stay with one technique until you perfect it.

On any given day, always be in the middle of reading a book. When you finish one, start the next. Fiction, nonfiction, biographies, autobiographies, history, science, psychology, or how to build a kite. Anything but go easy on the comic books.

Buy and read the first 6 pages of newspaper every day and also the editorial commentaries. Skip the entertainment section. Su Doku is fine. Do the crossword puzzle.

Fill up a sketchbook every month with pen or pencil drawings of the world around you, not from your imagination.

Buy a book on figure drawing. It’s the only art book you will ever need.

Until you can draw an accurate portrait of someone, you don’t know how to draw.

Stay away from the airbrush. You’ll never master it, hardly anyone ever has.

Visit every museum in your city. Often, until you have seen everything in it. Every kind of museum. Not only the art museums but, of course, those as well.

Forget about contemporary art by living artists, at least for the next few years.

Stay away from most art galleries. Go to art auctions. That’s where the real action is.

Learn to play chess.

Take a business course.

Talk to you mother or father at least once a week.

Stop going to the movies until you have rented and seen every film on this list. http://www.time.com/time/2005/100movies/the_complete_list.html

Do not watch television unless it’s the news or documentaries.

Do not use an Ipod.

No video games, either.

Learn a foreign language.

Learn to cook.

Spend 8 hours in a hospital emergency room.

Save up money so you can travel to a foreign country within the next five years.

Do not litter.

Avoid politically correct people.

Vote in every election or never dare to utter a political opinion. You are not entitled to one.

Buy a digital camera and take photos every day.

If you see nothing interesting to photograph, you will never be a good artist. Keep only one photo of every ten you take. Delete the rest. It will force you to learn how to edit the garbage from your life, to make choices, to recognize what has real value and what is superficial.

Visit an old age home.

Listen to classical music and jazz. If you are unable to appreciate it at least as much as contemporary music, you lack the sensitivity to develop into an artist of any real depth.

Go to the ballet. Classical or Modern, it doesn’t matter. It will teach you to appreciate physical grace and the relationship between sound and movement.

Wake up every morning no later than 8 AM, regardless of what time you went to sleep.

Learn to play a musical instrument.

Learn to swim.

Keep your word.

Never explain your art. People who ask you to do so are idiots.

Never explain yourself. Better yet, never do anything that will, later, require you to explain yourself or to say you’re sorry.

Always use spell check.

Stop aspiring and start doing.

This will keep you very busy but it can’t be helped.

In my opinion, this is how you might, possibly, have a shot at becoming a good artist.

Hope this helps,
Les Barany”

"I ain't even mad cuz..."

My favorite phrase, currently, at least as phrases from the hip-hop and rap world go.... is the title of this post.

"I ain't even mad."

Let's dissect. First of all, you're not mad. But rather than simply being 'not mad', you're not even mad. There's a reason why you could be mad, and yet, you are not. Why not? Because something better exists. And as long as this better thing exists, you have no reason in the world to be even slightly upset.

Does this make sense to you? Perhaps some examples will help.

"This girl said she wasn't interested, and she was so harsh. but I ain't even mad cuz she's not as cute as the girl i'm taking out to dinner next week."

See? No worries there. girl A is easily replaced by girl B, who is also much better.
Or even,

"My girl said she doesn't want to stay the night, but I ain't even mad cuz she just treats me so nice, I know it won't be forever."

"I ain't even mad" indicates a person who is wise enough to recognize value and prioritize desires based on that value. And whom is unfazed by minor inconveniences because they realize the quality of their life is really good and untarnished remains that positive belief.

¡A mi salud!

I'm drinking tea made with Thyme, Parsley, Marjoram, Bay leaf, and little bits of garlic powder and licorice root. And of course, honey. It's not only delicious, but healthy and beneficial.

And, I made it myself.

Oh, um, happy new year!

how I do Christmas

This is Exactly how I do Christmas. With a lovely tree, tasty candycane, and vampire gingerbread man.



"i was surprised he was so tasty, and then i realized he wasn't bleeding at all, it was me bleeding!"

Christmas Shopping

I dreamt last night that I went Christmas shopping. wrapping (invisible) presents tonight is the nightmare.

fun christmas eve party tonight. at a house that i consider home in many ways. it houses people i love, people i know visit there, i'm welcome for dinner, i'm welcome to sleep in a particular room, i take care of a kid who lives there, i admire and look up to parents who live there. i fill up the brita after i pour my water. i've showered there. they love me. it was so fun.

i'm tired. i was serious about the christmas shopping. it wasn't the only shopping i did, but i really thought i'd gotten my mom something and my dad something extra and i did not.... i'd like to make them happy. i hope that i figure out how to do this gracefully.

My integrity's intact, it's just trendier...

I succumbed. I became, in a moment of weakness, part of 'my generation' of twitterers.

I also began watching 'Buffy'. both of these abnormalities were introduced into my sphere by family.

But isn't he cute?




He is. that's all there is to it.

Sleeping Helps

Thought I'd share... I'd been having trouble sleeping, post-concussion and after Nick's death. And I found this online:
http://www.tylenol.com/page.jhtml?id=tylenol/getreadyforbed/getready4bed.inc

It's pretty much genius. an interactive guide to helping you figure out a sleep schedule. I tried it yesterday by
*Going outside when I woke up naturally, enjoying the late morning light
*ate breakfast
*did some errands which had been pressing on me
*I don't drink caffeine
*I looked for a job during the day, not the night
*made a list of stuff to do, to get it off my mind
*ate dinner 2 hrs before bedtime
*Got off the computer at 10:45
*Listened to a book on tape with low light, while knitting
*drank tea with milk, didn't really eat much of a snack. just a mini-musketeer bar
*Was probably lights out at like... 12:30am? that's unusual for me

I feel amazing. I felt amazing when I woke up. And I still feel amazing. So I'm doing the same thing again today!



p.s. I did let the cat sleep in my room, and must admit, she woke up me several times. But it was a worthy sacrifice in order to wake up to her cuddling into my arms so that both of them were around her. *Love*

To My Friends

Friends make you feel less alone and more alive. They know that
sometimes you need them, not just want them. A friend can look at
you and see you're in no condition to drive home, whether you're
sleepy, drunk, or sad, and offer you a place to sleep for the
night. And make you an honored guest, rather than a crasher.

It doesn't need to be a long and involved list. Friendship is not
simple, and for that very reason, its complexity, it is
undefinable objectively. Friendship is defined subjectively, per
each relationship. And even those change over time.

Although there are many people this definition (so loosely writ)
applies to for me, I dedicate this sentiment particularly to Nick Tate.
He made sure I had a safe walk home, or a ride or a place to sleep.
And when I did the same for him, I made omelettes. He sought me
out when I was lurking somewhere feeling depressed and brought
me back; to myself, to the world, to the love felt by friends.
Love goes uncelebrated too often. My friends- you seriously rock.

And so, the sentiment is dedicated to you all. Everyone listed,
and so many more.

Animated guitar-bass-harp

http://animusic.com/

Amazing.... this instrument is something beautiful, out of imaginations galoreee

and this post, inelegant, is mostly to remind myself of it!

And I should -not- be an art teacher because?

There is absolutely no way to capture the beauty and reality of a physical three-dimensional form if drawing from a photograph. You can draw every shadow and crease and yet if you never saw the object in that exact spot, at that time, position, with that lighting, you will fail to accurately represent its true being.

Just a thought

Goatman Hollow

So, once again it is OCTOBER. the most wonderful time of the year.

GOATMAN HOLLOW

is the haunted house I 'haunt' every Friday and Saturday night. I know only 3 people read this, but if each of those 3 brings their roommates, best friends, and significant other to squeeze the hand/butt of through the haunt, you'll totally make it worth my while posting this entry! <3>

http://www.goatmanhollow.com ONLY USING INTERNET EXPLORER

I don't know why. T3kn0L0-g f41L

EDIT: All fixed URL!!!

that'd kill it for me

This evening I realized that if in some forgotten fantasy world, if my favorite band's lead singer (who is viciously attractive and voiced like a god) were to ask me to sleep with him, I'd make him promise he's not an asshole because NOTHING in the world must tarnish that band's music for me.