FYI : all interested parties
The 40th Congress Program is now online (directly) at
http://www.wmich.edu/medieval/congress/40congress
enjoy. I’m going to bed.
Simple Test to Spot Hyperactivity – Eye Check Can Diagnose Condition in Children
Excellent. Emma’s ped. actually suspected her ADHD early because of her erratic eye movements when during regular check-up ‘follow the instrument’ eye checks based on his decades of experience with these kids. It would be nice to catch kids early, give them what they need to succeed … and not have to damage-control the school system, or the kid’s self-esteem of grades later.
“NO more Program, get yer butt to bed!”
The bad news: a sinus infection with a side of ear infection.
The good news: if I gained anything at all over the gymless holidays it was maybe a pound. different scales, and all.
And the darling boy who gave me the cold that has resulted in this misery? He dumped a glass of water on my cell phone. Which didn’t recover. And after returning from a miserable trip to the maul to shell out for a replacement (with said cranky, needing-nap boy)? He dumped another in my purse – phone was in my pocket, thank goodness, and considering I had been drinking grapefruit juice earlier in the day, I came out on top.
And he’s just filled the cats’ water bowl with their food.
And it’s only Saturday…
I’m going to bed after I locate 800 beautiful mg of ibuprofen. Uugggh.
ADDENDUM: I realize I forgot to mention my other bit of good news – BP 90/60. Yep, count me in as another member of the barely alive club…
It’s 5:30. This nasty cold I’ve caught from my darling boy started trying to move into my lungs to make buddy-pals with my asthma Wed., not unusual, but has also moved into my ear. The pain got me up, after tossing and clock-watching for a good 45 minutes, an hour ago, I had finally fallen asleep around 1:00, unable to breathe. Yes, it does suck to be me, thanks for asking.
SO I’ve padded downstairs to curl up in a fleece throw, drink something warm, and take more cold meds and ibuprofen. I’ve been working all week, despite this foul plaque that has befallen me, because I started Program layout Monday and the deadline does not allow for illness, maiming, or accidental death. I’ll need to go in today, too, but I’m very close to finishing so I think I can make it a short day and use some precious sick leave in the afternoon – all but the indices are off my desk for proofing, and despite University closure Monday I’ll likely go in and keep plugging away at last-minute changes and alterations. Yippety. OH SO many sessions, my friends, oh yes. (and, of course, many of those I would most like to attend are early in the day Thursday – when I’m unable to get away at all. Drat!<~!B*+R^&><~!B*+R^&>So there’s not a lot of interesting viewability on the tube early in the AM. Really not. SO I huddle up and start watching some local channel’s early news program, hear our local weather (present conditions and forecast: colder than a witches’ tit in a bwitch’srassiere), sip my cocoa (when did I run out of teabags? which child swiped my tea ball?). Tsunami, malaria, and then sports news dominates – and usually I ignore that coverage because I enjoy no sports, watch no sports, am no sports fan. And yes, I’m OK with that.
But I’m moderately delerious from the pain.deliriousopped the remote. So I watch.
Can someone answer a question for me? How the hell can Eric Barton be fined only $7,500 for that much-replayed nasty hit to Drew Brees and Randy Moss be fined $10,000 for a simulated moon? In what universe is a stupid, rude, and childish gesture worthy of more punishment than a forearm to the head that could have resulted in a serious injury for Brees?
I will never understand the politics of sports. Yes, I’m OK with that, too.
Vatican to share holy medieval texts with Israel
Funny Monks? The Church of the Humor Monastery
Unfunny Monks? Silence is golden for an ancient order that became a modern attraction
Tonight my ceramics class starts, we have freezing rain forecasted over the heavy, wet inches of lovliness we awoke to find, and I’m coming down with Colin’s cold. Oh, and it’s day two of my Program into PakeMager adventure. So good to be me…/sarcasm
So here it is, the long-awaited post-full-o-images. I discover, of course, that in my stupidity haste to send out the package for Laura in ol’ St. Louie that I managed to take pics of everything except the (raku fired, wheel-thrown, FWIW) vase I sent her. Not a bowl I gave to anyone in-state, oh no, it would be one of the two items that went out UPS. Brilliant. (Now I’ll have to remember to take a camera with when I next make a pilgrammage to Pat’s, and with my luck Cedric will have knocked it off a shelf with his big kitty butt.)
I’m running through them in rough order of class time-line:
The first set were all raku* glazed, and all from the first night of class – 2 pinch pots, and two hand-formed soft slab pieces shaped by draping over natural objects.
The next set are also hand-built (two views of the covered cassarole) – coil.
The next set were all soft-slab built. The platter was shaped using a plaster form (I include two shots) and the vase is really f-ing huge…there are umbrella-stand jokes about it. My advice: gladiolas or irises.
These were made from slabs I let partly dry to they were leather-hard – I cut the pieces out like I would cut fabric for a pattern and them assembled them. I include two views of the ‘teapot’ (it was the shape I was going for, not the function – the handle is too close to the top opening to be convenient). The triangular piece was an experiment…I wanted to practice using a beveled-edge as well as butting the pieces together – Bri claimed this one as his and it now lives on his desk at work. It actually works remarkably well as a copy-stand…
This next bunch, minus the piece now living in the land of the giant arch, were all of my wheel-thrown pieces. There were fewer wheels than people in the class, so our time was limited. Since I’m taking an all-wheel class (beginning Tuesday) this term, I’ll be able to do a lot more. I do really enjoy some of the hand-building techniques we tried, so I’ll likely plan to spend some of the open studio time on Saturdays doing more with those. It’ll give my carpel-tunnel-wannabee wrists a break.
The first two were raku glaze – and the second of those turned out a little different – I don’t know why the crackle and metallic elements aren’t obvious, but that’s one of the interesting things about this technique…it’s infinite variability and the impossibility of really controlling the outcome.
And this is was the last piece I finished – we had a little time at the end to finish our pieces, and since I had come in Saturdays to glaze and finish them I decided to take the time trying an idea. This tile is about a foot square and I carved a knotwork tree into the soft slab – this picture doesn’t much do it justice (the glaze is much more interesting, the color mossier..and I probably should have gotten a close-up of the carved center) and I think I’ll make more (maybe using different semi-transparent glaze colors) and if I’m productive I can sell them and try to pay for more classes that way.
[A trivet, or, hung on the wall…the simplicity and versitility of the design, plus it’s not like the million-and-one mugs at the art sale early last month, should make it stand out. I hope..]
*(Japanese ceramic firing process – each piece is fired in a ceramic
kiln until it reaches 1800F degrees. Then the piece is removed with
long tongs and placed in a metal can with combustables. The heat from
the piece ignites the paper [or wood chips or whatever] causing a
reaction with the components (ex: copper) of the glaze. The metal can
is lidded and the piece allowed to cool in the reduction atmosphere)
Yes, I’m so very behind in tracking news and posting here. I was barely online at all for the last two weeks or so – either away with no computer, or away and faced with dialup. I survived intact, so let’s chalk this up as another year I don’t have to join Bloggers Anonymous.
NOTE: The story link I posted previously on the Massa Marittima mural didn’t have images – check this one to see portions of the mural.
For all playing along at home, surgery is set for Feb. 15. Please do not storm the Medieval Institute with teeming masses of shouting villagers waving torches and pitchforks until after that date, thanks. And I will edit the photos of the ceramics from last term very soon – holidays are never as long as I’d like, nor as devoid of running around and visiting to allow me to get half of what I’d like to do, done. So save your nagging. Please.
In the news the last few weeks:
Archaeologists are awaiting confirmation they have unearthed what has been hailed as a “major” discovery – the first Roman chariot-racing track in Britain.
State-of-the-art forensic techniques have been used to reconstruct the face of an Anglo-Saxon woman who had similar status to a modern princess. You know, I love this stuff – maybe, had I the information then that I have now, I might have more seriously considered forensic anthro/arch with emphasis on forensic facial recon with skulls…I used to love sculpting portrais in bust, did it in high school, and even in my beginning sculpture class as a freshman art major lo those many years ago. But I thought it was a field even less flush with opportunities and possibilities than medieval hist…silly me. *snark*
So then, it should be no surprise that Time Team is one of my favorite ways to waste time in front of the blowing electric altar: The remains of a medieval pottery kiln were found in the newly-excavated footings at the site in Bancroft.
They used that stuff in contraception? I should contact this guy, since magical ‘contraception’ has been a topic favorite of mine…
Medieval villagers ‘passed human TB on to their cattle’
Women warriors from Amazon fought for Britain’s Roman army.
Harry Potter and Winnie the Pooh in Latin watch out for ol’ Pete: Beatrix Potter’s classic children’s book The Tale of Peter Rabbit has been translated into ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs by the British Museum.
How very Scrooge: Instead of holiday greetings in the mail on Christmas Eve, hundreds of Detroit teachers received layoff notices.
eventually I’ll find time to post something more interesting..