roses are…pink
Another variety of roses are blooming. I picked these today. They are pink. The scent is heavenly. Appreciating every moment as the papers come in. Two and a half graded so far. A glimmer of possibility in them all.
Another variety of roses are blooming. I picked these today. They are pink. The scent is heavenly. Appreciating every moment as the papers come in. Two and a half graded so far. A glimmer of possibility in them all.
To calm myself through this awful season, I turn to what I have done in earlier difficult moments. As earlier mentioned, I have been sewing. In grad school, I made what I called “ugly pillows.” Here’s a new one made from scraps from a vendor in Tennessee. I also garden. Lots of produce and herb… Continue reading musings
A magazine editor who commissioned me to do a piece of art once told me “you’re an artist, not an illustrator. You don’t follow directions.” He bought the work anyway. Same thing happening with my mask, which became a mindfulness exercise and one with four pieces of paper towel as a filter. Upcycled fabric. Used… Continue reading mask making
Above is a piece of cloth from the 1970s. My late mother in law may have used it for a dress. It was in her cedar chest along with the unopened flat sheet below. I took out a 1970s Singer sewing machine a friend gave me a few years ago. Wish me luck as I… Continue reading masks for medical workers…giving it a try
Spring flowers have always brought me cheer. I am from South Florida and a time when that part of this country had just two seasons. In Alabama, we have two. Summer and Sprinter (Spring-Winter). The irises started returning about a month ago. Other flowers are blooming. Even our apple and blueberry blooms are out, signaling… Continue reading spring thing
As I tweak my syllabus for my Alabama at Oxford Study Abroad course in order to teach it online or in Tuscaloosa – assuming we must stay here this summer given coronavirus crisis – I was heartened to hear a honeybee is on our property. It is in our apple tree. It was fitting to… Continue reading honey
I found this today on an old flash drive. It was a commissioned piece. It began as a drawing that was digitally manipulated. I like the color purple in it. I like the feeling of womanhood/sisterhood/motherhood in it, too.
Imani Perry’s Looking for Lorraine: The Radiant and Radical Life of Lorraine Hansberry is on the menu for my next “Gender, Race and Urban Space” class. While reading the book for a second time, I decided to charge a pair of cordless ear phones first seen on an undergrad in my “Antebellum America Swagger”… Continue reading unexpected pairing: miles and lorraine
It’s been a whirlwind week. After a few moments of fear about traveling with the coronavirus in our midst, I hopped on a plane to New York for the PEN America Awards ceremony. Aside from experiencing awful turbulence going and coming, it was a rewarding trip. Delta airlines pilots and staff are often on point… Continue reading whirlwind week
I have always loved Mama Cass’ groove. Dig it in the above clip featuring The Mamas and the Papas. This song is part of the soundtrack for this week’s “Gender, Race and Urban” grad class. Our reading is set in 1970 in an Alabama town. Lu Olivera is of Argentinian descent. She struggles with… Continue reading girl in the middle