Thursday, March 26, 2009
I know it sounds like I’m bragging, but mostly I’m just amazed. Kid’s got the mad math skillz, yo. And it’s not like we did anything to make her good at math. Or, more importantly, enjoy math. Beg for more math. Momma, more math questions, please! Crazy kid.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
When I tell a friend or acquaintance that my child has a delay, the immediate response (from my experience) seems to be “oh, it’s not that bad.” A response meant to be reassuring. Unfortunately, when this is the trend of conversation after conversation, the effect is not reassuring, but dismissive. So eventually when a diagnosis is made (if it is made. Many parents go years or are left hanging indefinitely with no explanation of what is wrong with their child.), the gut reaction is a definite feeling of validation, along with the grief and other conflicting emotions. The stages of grief that we usually associate with death are also applicable for divorce, job loss, familial estrangement, and accepting the possibly permanent limitations of one’s child.
- “Oh, she’s just a little behind. She’ll catch up.” This comes across as judgmental. It makes me feel like one of those hyper-helicoptering parents who can’t just let a child develop at her own pace and feels compelled to “fix” them.
- “When she gets a little older the other kids will notice more and won’t play with her.” Gosh, thanks. I wasn’t worried about that yet. I feel much better now. Not to mention that this has absolutely not been a problem with the super-social child I have.
Never bring up:
Now you know why I started playing the game.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Becoming Edvard Munch: Influence, Anxiety, and Myth (February 14–April 26, 2009)
An especially nice exhibit because it shows Munch’s work with that of his contemporaries, making it easy to see how much artists of the period were working on the same or similar themes at the same time. (Cue music*)
Yousuf Karsh: Regarding Heroes (January 22–April 26, 2009)
For a guy who did photos that we instantly recognize, Yousuf probably needed a better agent or something. Neither N nor I knew his name going into the exhibit, and we both consider ourselves fairly knowledgeable photo buffs.
The Bill Peet Storybook Menagerie (August 23, 2008–May 24, 2009)
Another artist whose work was familiar but whose name didn’t ring a bell. We ended up buying two of his books (Bill Peet: An Autobiography and The Caboose Who Got Loose), and I left the exhibit with my usual depression regarding my lack of drawing talent.
Admission goes up in May, so make a point of going sooner. If you do want to see Munch, you might just as well get a membership. Special exhibits are expensive.
Wow, a little link-happy today, hmm, Bluestem?
Let no one else's work evade your eyes
Remember why the good Lord made your eyes
So don't shade your eyes
But plagiarize, plagiarize, plagiarize
Only be sure always to call it, please, "research"
-- Tom Lehrer
Sunday, March 15, 2009
And why am I on Vicodin? I threw out my back while killing a spider. Yesterday morning before dropping the kids off at Oma and Opa’s for an overnight trip. Yeah, I’m a great date night killjoy. Nea pointed out the wee beast and expressed some unhappiness regarding the location (under her bed) and her safety (cue giant black dripping fangs of death) and well-being of her future sleep habits (all indications point to poor) if it remained there. So, I picked up her bed so I could access and destroy said spider. “Ow!” I exclaimed. The spider, however, did not survive the encounter. My child's happiness comes first.
To think I’ve been faithfully doing my 30 minutes of My Fitness Coach at least 5 days a week for the past month. Saying to myself, “Gosh, my back has really improved! Back in the day (ha), this would definitely have been too much for me.” Bah.
Gosh, I wonder if this makes sense. I’ll save the part about going to the Art Institute and viewing three really wonderful exhibits despite the pain (and only on Ibuprofen) for next time.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Am willing to trade for recent issues of Smithsonian magazine, potty training books, vegetable seeds, or, um, well, there's a lot of stuff around here I don't really need. I'm sure we could come to some agreement. Also, have New Glarus beer of various types.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Speaking of growing stuff, I bought seeds and then my auntie sent me seeds and I have seeds from years past and OH MY GOD I think I’ll be growing stuff in the middle of the lawn this year. I’m thinking a nice bean tunnel for the kids to play in. Wouldn’t that be fun? A 9 foot long trellis tunnel with bean plants covering it? In the middle of the yard?
And also, I’m going to mend my harvesting ways this year. No more throwing whole tomatoes into ziplock bags and freezing them. Well, I’ll still do that, but less of it. I want to make my yummy tomato soup, salsa, and plain ole diced tomatoes and freeze jars that way. It’s easy to say that now, of course.
Anyway. Soon it’ll be time to plant the cannas and elephant ears in pots in the basement. Haul out the seed starting stuff, and then take out paper and pen and figure out what goes where. Oh happy day! And to live where there are seasons!
Monday, March 2, 2009
Flickr has some great ways to explore other people’s work. Here are some recent photos I enjoyed.
Also, are you into photography more from the historical perspective side? Check out the new Flickr Commons area. I warn you, it may be addictive. Ellis Island alone yields 89 wonderful results. Then there's lots of Library of Congress stuff.
I also enjoy arty blogs. Lots of great resources in the sidebar there, too.
Some other resources John recommended: