My mother used to say “She’s not a gusher…” to describe me when I opened a gift and was not raving outwardly about it. Then she’d laugh nervously as she always did when she was describing me. Of course I didn’t have a name for me then, (flat affect, autism, dysthymia) there’s many names I’d […]
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“Gee… good thing I’m wearing my glasses or I’d be wearing your mucous on my eyeballs.” How many times have I said that? I say it a LOT. #ElderlyCat #CatSneeze Yesterday my son got married at a castle outdoors. Here’s a picture of my youngest granddaughter. Windy and 45 degrees. But we bundled up. My […]
Read More Unconventional Unconditional Love
My podcast with Different Brains will air March 26th. I had the pleasure of writing for Spectrum Woman. 🍀Link here: Spectrum Woman KimTucker That’s all for now!
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I don’t make elves anymore. I make little fairy village houses instead but I used to make elves. I used to snip pieces of fabric to sew into elf outfits. The elves I made myself and stuffed with batting – they were usually made of felt and clothed from things I found in my home, […]
Read More Do you Name Your Couches Too? And other musings
My autodidactic passion for learning is perpetual. And Einstein is right. Question everything. There’s a reason for curiosity. It leads to lots of things. On that note, why would someone make curious art like this? Because they can. Because it’s cool. Art. Here is a story about a mural I painted years ago. The woman […]
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Deserted houses, forgotten outbuildings, abandoned vehicles, long vacant parking lots, and sunken ships. They’ve all got something in common. Nature gobbles them up. Underground roots (rhizomes) undermine the integrity of foundations. Ivy creeps stealthily into cracks. Temperature extremes, dampness, insects and various wild animals- all play a role in reclaiming structures. In the sea, artificial reefs […]
Read More Back Off Pigweed OR: Just Enough On The Plate
I found this in one of my little drawers: (not my grandson’s fingers; I mean I found this trinket) It’s a mustard seed. I’m a border/hoarder… My mother; she was a full out hoarder (not that there’s anything wrong with that) but I’m just borderline hoarder (thus the term border/hoarder.) As such, I often […]
Read More The Mustard Seed Story and also my latest Shenanigans
Somewhere on the planet as I type this; gurgling, burbling geothermic hotspots spurt predictably (like certain presidential candidates) and just like Old Faithful, Pixar presents us with another animated film. Inside Out is about feelings; so I was putting this one off. Eventually I did give it a watch. Turns out it’s literal, it runs […]
Read More BETWEEN THE GREYS
Firstly, I want to state that this is what fiddlehead ferns and sidewalk purselane look like: They are both fun to say. Fiddlehead ferns. Purselane. That’s the beauty to be found in words. Anyone ever have a kit of these magnetic words that were/are available at Barnes and Noble; for the refrigerator? Interesting sentences can […]
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My first reading material was my set of World Book Encyclopedias. I would buy paperbacks at tag sales. Books like The Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Universe, Elvis’s Autobiography and Chariots of The Gods. I read voraciously. I liked comics too… Richie Rich, Casper, Little Lotta and the scary ones were my favorites- the ones where […]
Read More Distorted Reality
Between 2002 and 2005, I mimed a lot. Not on stage. Not for compensation. It started as a way to make my friend Amy’s college photography assignments more interesting. (The above pictures are not hers, they are a Warhol inspired collage I made of a picture she took of me). Although she took pictures of […]
Read More Mimes, Koans, Feet, and Dolls
Deepak Chopra: Indian American author and public speaker. He is an alternative medicine advocate and a promoter of popular forms of spirituality. This is a post from Deepak Chopra’s Facebook page (https://www.facebook.com/DeepakChopra?fref=nf ) (QUOTE) Question: A recent experience I had while visiting Paris has me wondering what (exactly) it was. While window shopping, I was drawn in to a pair […]
Read More People Are Abozzos, Until We Know Them Truly
Some things that make me smile in no particular order: Planning and partaking in art projects. Generating a love for the arts and for reading. Learning new things. Reading an engaging book. Receiving feedback about my book. I received a book of cows doing yoga for Christmas from my middle son and I was dreading […]
Read More Some things to smile about (or…having a rich varied thought life:)
When I was 12 a friend plucked a white hair from my head and showed me it; holding it up to the light. I laughed and laughed. This was an unexpected quirk in my day. Eclectic. Funny. When I was in my twenties I saw colonies of white hairs. This time I had a different […]
Read More Seeing All The Sides
Millions of years ago during the Pangea timeframe, when land masses were one supercontinent all close together, Connecticut (the state I live in) was flush up against Mauritania and Morocco. Today of course, there are oceans between us. And yet I had a banana today that grew in Ecuador, with pineapple chunks harvested in Costa Rica, cherries from […]
Read More Having Fun With Photos
It’s a mix of longing, yearning, nostalgia, or wistfulness for a home of the past.
Read More You can’t go home again, can you?
I forgot I had some of these drawings/sketches/pastels/paintings. I felt they were “unfinished” and just off in some way. But a few show promise. WEIRD BANANA MOON
Read More Random Art From My Closet I considered Tossing Out
There’s a trend currently which involves getting a semicolon tattoo. (http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2015/07/07/project-semicolon-tattoos_n_7745358.html ) The idea is that if you have a mental health issue, then take charge and don’t “let your sentence end;” that is to say, pause; put a semicolon on it and continue. I’m more interested in the history of tattooing than I am […]
Read More The little red string
All of this creates problems of organization. I get intoxicated, sometimes, by the rush of thoughts and am too impatient to put them in the right order. But one needs a cool head, intervals of sobriety, as much as one needs that creative exuberance.
Read More OLIVER SACKS On The Move
I was trying to arrange an enormous pile of gladiolus, lilies and various wild flowers (Black-eyed Susans and daisies) into a makeshift vase -made from a repurposed pig trough- onto which I had mosaiced broken shards from actual Wedgewood dinner plates…when suddenly my silky black puppy wiggled and squeezed her way through the mail slot […]
Read More Musings of a Vivid Dreamer
“Where’s the cat?”
“Sleeping on Giddy.”
“You are exceptionally comfy this afternoon, Ms. Moonbeam.”
Read More MOOD JIGSAW (what I found after translating a Chinese article)
“A tree is best measured when it is down—and so it is with people.” —from a documentary on creative process, Robert Wilson and the Civil Wars, which was released in 1987. Lincoln: The War Years… Bob Wilson is right. It is true of people too. When society […]
Read More Delphinapterus Leucas in a Small Town
I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life’s realities.
Read More WEIRD, ISN’T IT?