Monthly Archives: February 2011
thank
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O.E. þancian “to give thanks,”
The Short List
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1. ann wood is making paper mache teacups
2. there are some new whirligigs being made at hutch studio
3. lovely face art, posted by deborah, at kickcan and conkers
4. little pieces coming together to make big art.
5. a kind gesture of a young girl.
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ann’s book
i received “one thousand gifts“, a book by ann voskamp.
and i started into the first few pages last night.
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somethin’…like a book
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i like books.
old books, new books,
even-if-i-don’t-read-them books.
i ordered this book, “water paper paint“, by heather smith jones,
after visiting her blog for awhile. i like checking-in on what she’s
been doing or seeing as it relates to art.
the cover of the book actually feels like watercolour paper.
the pages are soft and smooth
and filled with photos.
i don’t think this one is going on the shelf right away.
it calls to be felt and looked at.
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in today’s mail
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this is a little house garland made from two 1942 children’s books.
one book being peter rabbit and the other mother goose.
the creative artist is chris theiss of hutch studio in la conner, washington.
i was visiting deborah at kickcan & conkers, where i noticed that she was
having a give away for the garland, so i hopped right on it.
i was hoping to win, because i really liked it…and i did!
and now it’s here… all ready to hang :-) thanks to deborah and chris!
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SACRIFICE
dirge – dirige – direct
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Dirige, Domine, Deus meus, in conspectu tuo viam meam
Direct, O Lord, my God, my way in thy sight
from the opening of the antiphon for the first nocturne
on monday and thursday of matins service in the office of the dead
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sunday
The Short List
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a little bit of saturday link sharing…
1. blue kimono for sleeping
2. porcelain jewelleries give away
3. poem
4. blessing and photo
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a little somethin’ called words
light
wings
in me through me
yes
God gives me His Love
though i don’t understand this Love
or deserve it
His Love lives in me
and through me
through my own empty greed
through my jealousy and anger
through my broken and tired heart
through the things i have called love
through the valley of the shadow of death
His Love is living
without God
there would be no Love
i misuse it
we all have Love
only because He is Love
His Love is everywhere
because He is everywhere
what i think of as love
in in this body and brain
is only a fraction and
usually a misinterpretation
a fabrication
i weave
out of lies
into a cover
for my sin’s desire
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