Blogging for Earth

I found out about Blog Action Day a little late in the game, but wanted to throw my hat in because I feel it’s an important cause. Then I started stressing about what I was going to say. Should I talk about recycling, Al Gore, nuclear energy, air pollution, the loss of fresh water, dead reefs, oil consumption, vegetarianism, organic food, CFL bulbs, NIMBY? Getting the point? Where does one begin when the end already seems so imminent? How do you have a conversation about change when you already feel guilty about contributing to the degradation of the planet?

You know, Earth, our home, the one we’re chipping away at piece by piece. Listen, I’m going to say that again: Our Home. The only one we’ve got. Except maybe, if we were able to colonize another planet. Think of the beauty of the dark void of airless space. No oceans, no mountains, no lakes, no outside ever again. Oh and how about the gelatinous goo we’re going to eat. Remember, we won’t be growing whole grains on the surface of the moon. No more free range chicken. No more lobster bisque (I mean the culinary implications alone make me want to curl up in a corner with a blankie and cry).

Now, don’t start thinking I’m a crack pot. I know the chances of colonizing another planet are about as slim as the U.S. ratifying the Kyoto protocol. And let’s face it, only the uber rich would be able to afford the shuttle up there anyway. So what it all comes down to is this: we’re stuck here. Together.

I feel if everyone, everywhere thought about that once a day it would scare them enough to do something. I think most people see the big picture: war for oil, drowning polar bears. The easy solutions: hybrid cars, CFLs. But does anyone stop to think about the end result? Would you sit in front a coal fire in your kitchen while you cook dinner with water from a leach field pumped from under the garbage dump in your backyard? No? If that was your neighbor, would you go over to their house and talk to them about their options for cleaner living? Oh. You don’t live in a neighborhood like that.

Um actually, yes you do. You live on this planet.

But there IS hope. As a society we can step up and stop blaming the government and corporate America for our problems. Tune out the scientists and their donor-funded “studies”. Tune out the advertising that tells us more/better/disposable. Make a change, do something. Stop driving your gas-guzzling SUV to work, alone. Stop buying bottles of water. Stop throwing away your money on disposable, plastic crap. Use real dishes and utensils. THINK when you shop. Does my family need 100 individually wrapped Pop Tarts? Reuse a Ziplock bag once or twice. I promise it’s not gross and I won’t tell your friends. Ride the bus. Better yet, ride a bike. Go to a consignment shop and get some "new" clothes. Get the couch reupholstered, don't throw it out. Stop bragging about your Hummer and your new 50in. high def. We’d rather you took all that disposable income and donated it to an environmental cause.

Examine your every move, your every purchase. I know it’s hard. I know you’ll want to give up. I do. But then stop for one second and consider: where will this trash go? Where are we going to get more oil? Can I fix this plastic widget before I toss it? It’s going to take more than alternative energy and recycling programs to reverse our course. We need to rethink the way we live and reexamine what we really, truly need. And above all we have to work together and support each other. We have to stop this mindless competition for more stuff.

We’re not liberals, or hippy tree-huggers, or conservative right-wingers, or creationists, or Nobel Peace Prize winners, or corporate polluters, or OPEC, or soldiers, or yak herders, or Tibetan monks or even Eskimos. We’re neighbors. You and me. All of us. Sharing one home. One backyard. Think about that.

Oh, and tell the Mars colony they can keep Paris Hilton.

A meditation of the seen.

I was just pointed to a very talented photographer on Flickr, Martin Gommel (http://www.flickr.com/photos/kwerfeldein/), and I’m pleasantly surprised by the amount of thought he gives to his daily posts. He is also responsible for the title of today’s post. He used the phrase to describe photography, but I think it can be applied to any kind of creative endeavors.

I just got back from a wonderful weekend with friends, and enjoyed every minute of it. But whenever I am away from my routine, I tend to lose the threads of my creativity. From now on, instead of letting this be a set back, or worse, a reason to not pick up where I left off, I will Meditate on the Seen. I will welcome being back in my “normal” environment with new, refreshed eyes.

Tonight I will walk home slowly and pay attention to my neighborhood. I am going to Look at my surroundings and I’m going to post a couple photos of what I find. When I get home I will pick up my works in progress and think about what they need to become finished pieces. Most importantly, I am going to remember to do this tomorrow and the day after and the day after that.

A case of 'The Mondays'

I can’t get started today. Work is boring me, and I had such an eventful (yet relaxing) weekend, that I can’t let it go. Yesterday was the first slice of apple pie, the first sit-outside-in-a-sweatshirt-with-a-fire day. It was a day to sit with family, eat and enjoy.

Saturday night I had the honor to be invited to a private reception onboard La Libertad, an Argentinean tall ship that is docked in Boston Harbor. It was a joy to meet people from other parts of the world and hear their experience. Their likes and dislikes, so much like mine, but formed in such a different way. They spoke about the collapse of their economy. How much they miss their families. Their dreams of the future. All eloquently told in halting English and intricate hand gestures. It is indeed a small world, and I think everyone needs to be reminded from time to time that we are all one. We may speak different languages and live on different continents but we share a home. We share our humanity.

In crafting news I started to knit a Hallowig for Halloween. (http://knitty.com/ISSUEfall04/PATThallowig.html) Mine will be bright blue. I’m going for a futuristic look with dark eyes and silver clothes. Plus, I think it will come in handy for goofy fun on the slopes this winter. I promise to post when complete.

Ch-ch-changes

I don’t know why, but I’m going through a transformation. I don’t know if it was finally getting married – and realizing I am now, and always will be, someone’s wife; or because I’m 100% committed to starting an art career - even though it means going back to school (and paying for it!); or the fact that hubby is also going through a time of reevaluation – which makes me feel selfish for wanting to focus on me. Whatever the reason, my head is exploding with ideas and projects I just don’t seem to have time to flesh out or finish. I carry a journal and art supplies with me everywhere now, and when the mood strikes I go with it. I’ve even found some needed encouragement in Keri Smith’s truly inspiring and uplifting blog. She is full of angst and insight, and her thoughts about art and life have helped me strike out in a new direction. And yet, I’m worried. I’ve always been the type of person to jump into a new hobby or book or relationship or class with both feet. Usually I’ll be gung ho for a while, and then my interest wanes. I stop working on a project and then think “Well I can’t remember where I left off” or “I don’t like this anymore” and quit. And I don’t want to quit anymore. I want to see this through. I want to change my life for the better. I want to be happy with the work I do. I want to create. I want to work with creative people. How do I keep on keepin’ on?

This blog is a perfect example. I started it months ago and let it languish. I tell myself it doesn’t matter. I don’t have an audience, it’s just for me. But it’s here, it’s out there and it’s laughing at me. So to prove to myself (at the very least) that I can move forward, that I can continue to grow, that I can create things other people will admire, I will try hard to not give up this time.

When I’m cranky I’ll write it down. When I’m happy I’ll write it down. When I make something I will document it. And when it all feels like too much, I’ll step back and remind myself it doesn’t matter what other people think. I’m allowed to take it slow. I’m allowed to draw something new. In fact, I’m allowed to sit in one spot and watch the world go by. The only person who can keep me from doing something is me. And I’m becoming someone who won’t let that happen anymore.

Disappearing Act

Here's my dirty crafting secret, I'm a perfectionist. If there is one little FUBAR - a slipped stitch, a bead that is bigger than the other, a rivet that is crooked - I tend to discount all my work and hide my creation away. Now, we all know that nothing will ever get accomplished with this attitude. I mean da Vinci didn't paint the Mona Lisa in one sitting. Am I right?

So, I'm sorry I started something and left it hanging. I didn't know how to use my blog, but from now on, rather than only showing my accomplishments, I will show all my in-between steps. Maybe someone's comments will lead me in another direction. Maybe the mistakes will add a little flair. Either way I think having to post something will keep my creative juices flowing.

Let's get the ball rolling shall we... I have a few different projects going right now. One using aluminum cans. This is my first attempt at a candle holder:

Now the picture doesn't show the crooked petals or the too big rivets (glamor shots for crafts? hmm have I stumbled on something? ;). But I love it just the same. And rather than hiding it away, it's on my living room coffee table. Inspiring me to create round two!

Stick a Cork in It.

This is my first blog post, my first entry in a competition (well, non-sports related anyway) and my first foray into the public domain to exhibit something I made. And like a virgin, I’m anxious and elated at the same time.

I consider myself to be crafty, but not “A Crafter”. My goal is to change that and my blog title says it all: Wannabe Indie. So, without further ado, I’d like to present my entry for Category 1: Creative use of household waste.

These are made from corks I’ve saved over the years. The idea was born when a friend of mine started a monthly wine club and I thought, “Maybe other wine drinkers would be interested in showing their dedication to the vine”.

The findings (hooks, head pins) are sterling silver and some feature natural stones such as Turquoise and Amethyst. I salvage stones, beads and other embellishments from thrift store jewelry.



I’m churning out more everyday and I would be excited beyond words to be considered for the Reform School store.

Thanks to Whip Up for sponsoring the "February Recycled Craft Month" challenge.