Bit of snow here the other morning. It was gone by noon. It spurred me on to baking and soup making.
I no sooner reconciled myself to colder weather and then it is sunny and high 60s.
I am trying to decide if I have enough poems for a new book. Today was spent going through them all to get them in the same font and size. Poetry needs to be in a Garamond font for it to look right anymore. I used to think Times New Roman was the best, but now it looks heavy handed. I shall lay the poems all out on pages to see how they should be placed. originally I thought of throwing the essays and short stories in there as well, but changed my mind. Poems are poems and need to keep their own company. And once I decide to get the poetry book finished, I will concentrate more on short stories.
For now, the essays are filling my time as well. Especially the one about museum shops. Seems I would often buy a sketch or notebook in the shop and write or draw what I saw at the museum. The book from the Vancouver museum was fun to peruse. It was an exhibition of Emily Carr, Georgia O’Keeffe, and Frida kahlo. I never could get excited about Kahlo’s work…way too much color…too many flowers! So it appears according to my notebook, that I did not even look at her work. Emily Carr and her passion for nature and especially trees, very much appealed to me. Georgia O’Keeffe’s work was all too familiar but what she had to say about her work was interesting. I knew she stole the stones her friends had collected but could not remember how I knew that until I found my museum notebook. And there it was! She simply helped herself believing she loved them more. I remembered knowing this when I visited her home in Abiquiu, NM. Lots of stones lined the window sills. I would have demanded mine be returned. We get very attached to our stones, don’t we?
I will cut this short because I am going to attend a Homeowners Association this afternoon, and need to tidy up a bit. Home alone does little to enhance appearances.
Til later….