Tuesday, March 30, 2021

Under the Microscope

A microscope attachment for my phone? Yes, please!

I really enjoy making these little image collages out of the snapshots that can be captured so easily!

I can get lost in this microscopic new world! Perhaps that's where I've been for the last two months? What is time?

I am a believer in the "use what you have" mentality; at the time we had snow, so, yeah, snowflakes.

Small and insignificant but ubiquitous, the secret code of the industrial printing machines.

More to come in some future post because I am fond of this tiny (pun intended!) gadget!

Thursday, January 7, 2021

Under the Table

            My kids can read me under the table. They zip through chapter books at a rate that astounds me. I wish I could keep up with them. Maybe someday.

            Here's my 2020 Reading List reviews in a nutshell.  Firstly, I did not realize White's novel about King Arthur would take me a year to read, but am glad to have taken the time to do so. It's definitely a book I would consider re-reading (right now if it weren't for all the other books I'm anxious to get to-- again, maybe someday!). I now understand that I need to read more books by Sedaris, a hilariously entertaining storyteller. Paris's and Wilkin's books were helpful. I found Stark's book insightful. Finally, Ruhl's delightful book reminded me to do more writing of my own.

            On to accumulating titles for 2021's reading list! I hope you found something good to read in the past year!

Thursday, December 24, 2020

Christmas Bits & Peace(s)

 Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!!

I'm throwing this post together. It's a mish-mash of some Christmas-y things: Past, Present and (hope for the) Future.

First, the Past. Here's a collage image I created one night during college. I think it was productive procrastination before I knew that was a thing tons of other people do, too. I used a good ol' craft knife, construction paper, and magazines. I think it turned out pretty cute.

Next, the Present. My Christmas cards went out with this obvious error on them. Honestly, I'm a little embarrassed about this mistake and not even sure how it happened. Lesson learned: order earlier!

Oh, well. Done is better than perfect!

Finally, a hope for a Christmas Future from my 6-year old. I swear, he found this and did it all on his own. It definitely brought a tear to my eye.

This holiday season has certainly been different than years past. But the meaning of Christmas is always the same; it's a time for peace on earth and hope for all. God bless!!  

Sunday, October 25, 2020

Ain't Zine Nothin' Yet

    Here's a zine I made sometime earlier this year while testing out some vegetable printing, thanks to Austin Kleon's post and recommended reading. (Seriously! Sometimes, I think I  buy every book he suggests!) Anyway, I also drew on a couple of cute cactuses ("cacti?") before my 3-year-old added some random letters. Then I
 took the doodled-on sheet of paper and, almost instinctively, folded it up into a zine. I flipped through it a few times, trying to decide in what order the pictures should appear, but gave up, stuffed it into a drawer and forgot about it.

    During some recent tidying I came across it again. Even though I sorta stalled on the project and left it unfinished, I've decided to turn it into a zine template for whoever might be interested in a creative prompt!

    I invite you to print out a copy of my unfinished zine and fill it in however you like. This zine template is missing the captions. The story is open to interpretation. (Maybe that cactus has a conversation with those tumbleweeds?) Order the images however you like. Folding and cutting is easy. Or, for even more fun, go make your own zine if you haven't tried doing it already! 

Thursday, September 17, 2020

Walking Solo

I don't get to walk alone much anymore. It was nice to get to do that this evening. Lately, I haven't had time to think. I like to sit down and have a good think now and then-- quite often, actually. But I just haven't been making time for it; I've been avoiding thinking. So, after my walk I did some stream-of-consciousness typing. Here's what I came up with.


Tonight's machine of choice:

Smith Corona Galaxie II from 1964. Made in USA.

Saturday, September 12, 2020

My Companion Types

 I know it says "Royal" and "Companion" but it doesn't look anything like the other Royal Companions on The Typewriter Database. Is it a Royal (Silver-Seiko)? I do not see "Companion" listed in the drop down menu bar. Can I add that when I input this machine to my typewriter gallery? It looks identical to a Royal Mercury that I have. The date of manufacture is difficult for me to pinpoint since it seems on the cusp of a decade. Is is 1960's or 1970's?

Thursday, September 10, 2020

    Over the long weekend, I made a rough draft version inventory of my typewriters. Why? Why not?

    Actually, there are two reasons. Firstly, I wanted to see what I'd spent so far, but would rather not say. Just know that I don't go searching eBay anymore. This keeps the cost down and allows a more natural pace of growth.

    Secondly, and more importantly, I want to fulfill my apparent destiny and become a Typewriter Hunter! I hope that making this list will help me stay organized as I go through the process of uploading typewriters to my digital collection.

    Admittedly, I'm in over my head with the current number of machines. It could be a slow process uploading every one. The advice of Anne Lamott's book Bird by Bird  applies to writing and, I think, also to this process. I plan to take it slow and just go one typewriter at a time.

Ouch! Strangled by her own drawband!

From the front--yeeeesh!

    Also, I helped a troubled typer by playing amateur repair woman. This Smith Corona Silent wasn't advancing properly when I found her at an estate sale last fall for $8. The old inflexible drawband slipped off the spool and got itself wound around underneath. Ouch! I managed to untangle the drawband and get it advancing again, but will need to seek professional help in the future to really make her sing once again.