Saturday, November 3, 2018

make your movie a good one, broken glass, VOTE BLUE!



An old friend once said , rather -said all the time- that we are the stars of our own movies, our perceptions, our projections, our stories. I thought she was a bit off her rocker but maybe there is some measure of  truth to it. 
Your reality is particular to only you. You are special that way- So, we must conform to some basic principles, laws, rules...which can be organic but generally encompass compassion, respect, rules to enable us to live harmoniously- with so many stars of their own movies...

Hasn't all of that gone right out the window- in the blink of an eye!
My friend ,whose mother is white as white can be - father Taino, was playing with her baby and little niece in a Seattle park, lovely autumn day- A white man approached them  aggressively and began screaming obscenities- yelling at them to get  their filth out of his country and back to Mexico.  (?)  Another man with a child left the park abruptly- bloody coward.

Of course this was traumatizing - a bit unreal for this area, but, you see, not just the lid  has been taken off of the crazy box, the entire contents have spilled- toxic slime from the master of all- the great Orange Turd in the too white white Nazi  house.
It hits hard , right here where we think everyone is on the same liberal page.
Stay on your toes people! This is utterly obscene and heart breaking!

Be a champion for others. (although that may get you killed as well...Just saw a fashion show with carry of concealed weapons hidden in clothing- yay second amendment freedom- freedom to murder)



Going through stuff once again, came across the seventh grade windows we did back in the day- so easy to make and so pretty.





What is needed is a dollar store wooden frame they come two in a package, some broken glass, glue, mosaic plaster, eye screws, chain.

Take the frame apart,  drill  tiny holes  for eye screws, glue the glass to the back side of frame. let dry, glue bits of glass on top, let dry, plaster it as you might do with a bathroom tile. wipe clean, and there you go! 
Any child can do this but there may be blood.

So, off we go to vote blue- with children in our hearts and minds.
Stay focused people do not lose courage!!





Thursday, November 1, 2018

Palm Springs Art Museum, butt head babies, glass Steve's



In the adjacent parking lot, gigantic babies crawling here and there, Cute from afar
Disturbing up close.

I do not know what this installation is called, nor what the artist was thinking.
Maybe the artist had just had enough of baby attitudes.


The museum is splendid, full of ancient art as well as contemporary, there are some famous , by Henry Moore, Picasso,  Chihuli- predictable- more intriguing are the expressions that make you wonder- and by wonder, I mean BREAD...




And this hand woven Persian rug.
Thick delicious wool.


The special exhibit featured glass works, the one below by Martin Janecky- is titled HERO 2, but I call it Steve 2


The glass guy in the background by Clifford Rainy is titled Indigo#2. there are about four paragraphs "explaining" this piece and that is four paragraphs too many.



In one room of it's own are set ups of cool furniture.

A large Marimekko  wall hanging  with children's chairs and table


Sculpture of a very well behaved couple.


One wall of droppy things.


and a very large spider by Louise Bourgeois,  though nothing like Maman,  is still most impressive taking up a good portion of an entire wall.

The museum is free on Thursday evenings, well worth the  price. We spent at least two hours there before the street fair and could spend several more I am sure! 
I am willing to go again...now that the November weather is beginning to be disagreeable.



So, that was autumn, the wind kicked up overnight, the rains have come, the leaves are everywhere but on the branches.
On we go, here comes winter "knock knock , motherfucker".... I should be good at this by now.  am not- fail.

Tuesday, October 30, 2018

just a little wander



I guess places visited are what you make them- every experience varies from traveler to traveler.

The time we spent walking around under the bluest sky, the warm air and sunshine- we muttered to each other how our husbands would absolutely hate this town.

That is a GOOD thing actually- Palm Springs is our happy place.
Negative Nancys not welcome...


through the screen of my bedroom window every morning- never do we experience light this golden up here in the PNW.



Love the attitude- everyone just leaves everyone to their own lives, in a friendly manner-  wacky religious folks do not vacation here, also a good thing. The homeless are nice, they just mind their own business, no begging . One kid outside the grocery asked for a cigarette- of course I went into "MOM" mode- and gave him some money to buy his own, with a side lecture, of course....



Joshua Agle opened a Shag Store in Palm Springs which has been most successful! I doubt that his style would look as appealing anywhere else.




A rainbow Christmas tree...and me.


The desert is so clear, great for the brain. 
Great for lungs, who knows how long we can continue to go there- Change is afoot.

Coming home is like landing in stale bread.
Right after Christmas I will be going back to London, my other happy place, though completely opposite of Palm Springs.
Erik will be joining me for two weeks, I will stay for five- Erik is likely going to go  to Amsterdam for a bit.
His friends live in both places so he will not be stuck with his old mother.
I did buy tickets to see "Book Of Mormon" for us , something I have wanted to do since 2011- other than that , no plans.
Just LONDON, tiny apartment across the river, but this time it is a modern , functioning abode!
Will see Olga,Dave, and our Steve. And most certainly Sarah and Andy.
Excited!
Mr. Man did mention that he wanted to escape for the last two weeks in December and that maybe he would join me, I pretty much discouraged  that idea for various reasons. He would be much happier going anywhere but to London, beside the apartment is way too tiny and he is way too American. London-
Not his jam...
So, maybe he could go on a tour to the Galapagos which is something he would enjoy tremendously.
yes, better idea!


Monday, October 29, 2018

the high rent section and the not so much


 A happy place to vacation- the bus is affordable- all day for $1.50. We decided to go to the Rodeo Drive of Palm Springs to see what all the fuss was about. 

We did not appreciate it I suppose. 
The galleries were cool but the shops were absurd.

We did not even go inside.


So, we had lunch at a Mexican restaurant. and that was fine- hit the spot.












This fossil shop/gallery, was the best! Enormous fossils! Affordable if you sold your house to buy one, but then where would you hang it? 




We did not spend much time in the posh area- no point really.

The only people who really dress well are the men folk.
The gay men folk, and I must say they are gorgeous!

Next time around I will request coming back in a gay man suit- by then it will be commonplace everywhere,
not just this safe little liberal oasis in the desert.

Lovely to see male hand holders, pecks on the cheek, gay apparel.








From there we went back downtown , sweet little boutiques.


This is where I bought a pair of gauzy  trousers from a little local art shop.
The proprietor well familiar with Bellingham, has a son who lives nearly at my front door! 

Anyway, really cute shop with sensible wear, especially on an old hippie body.




It may never be warm enough up here to wear those trousers, so I guess we will just have to make an effort to return to the desert- oh darn!

Next time we will be sure of a heated pool.
Never take anything for granted,  our  new motto.

Autumn full blast, surfaces- Darling, crucifix poo


Coming home from the beautiful sunshine has not been altogether horrible- the trees are bright, all over the place, riotous! 
Yes, there is rain, yes there is darkness,  it is not too cold- and I have been energized!

These bright leaves from the deck will soon be  gone- the next big wind will take them into the next county, likely after Halloween, when everything goes dormant, shut in for the winter.


So, yes, ENERGIZED! I have been on a cleaning frenzy since returning- keeping very busy and focused on de-cluttering, polishing, cleaning under and around- surfaces reappearing, Surfaces, Darling, Sweetie. Light entering- sparkly!

I purchased this mid-century  teak credenza from Salvation army for 99 bucks- several years ago, the Danish modern chair that you can not see -purchased from the re cycle store for a pittance. 

Deals like this are not possible now- mid century trend pretty much wiping out the charity shops before the goods even make it to the floor.



Surfaces, Sweetie, once covered with plants on plants, some dead, some struggling, some tortured...
Mid century long coffee table purchased from a garage sale around the corner for 15 bucks. 
perfect height for plants by the window.


Piano still has too much stuff on it but...manageable- all should be removed for the sake of the piano.


While cleaning all sorts of stuff showed up- under the credenza in the dark recesses, rubber poop - with attached crucifix.

Erik's childhood take on religion.


Going to the sunshine was such a good idea, pool or no pool. 
The sun is indeed fuel!
Energized like a bunny, I am!
Going through the entire house cleaning like a maniac- 
Loving Windex!

Sunday, October 28, 2018

Turnkey- cute apt, dysfunctional company, liars

  Arrived at the apartment, turquoise and orange mid century , decorated high end Palm Springs style in the absolute BEST neighborhood!  Three blocks from downtown, quiet, well established, moneyed  area , couldn't be more pleased with the location and the cute two story two bed three bath apartment!
One of the primary reasons Stella chose this one was the perk that the pool was right outside the door! Stella, being a water baby, has looked forward to spending hours in the pool, by the pool, eating and sleeping in the pool, drinks by the pool, swimming in the pool.



The locked gate and the sign sort of set the tone...we checked the pool- 
Did you know that water that is 70 degrees should be approached with caution, Hypothermia is likely.

This pool was 65 degrees, the most freezing pool I have ever stuck my hand into- abruptly pulling it out screaming " FOCK that's  focking FREEZING" !!

We asked about  heating the pool and were told that the HOA did not heat the pool until November even then just a little bit...so that was out, the pool was off limits, un- usable. 
 False advertising on the company's part , Turnkey, if you are ever interested in using them, don't..
On Sunday the stopper in the sink broke in the plugged position,  their "24/7 attentive  staff" did not make it over to fix it until Wednesday evening...
The WIFI was sketchy, we were finally given a different code to use, which they should have told us about in the first place...
So, that was the apartment- which could also use a deep cleaning, smelled like old man hair.



Shots from around the neighborhood, walking such a pleasure!



This house across the street- not my personal fave- but curious...what must the inside look like, how does it function? Is it for tall people part time and short people the other times?  



Finally the view from my bedroom window, the morning's amazing light, the birds raucous ,  melodic, announcing the day for about three solid hours of cacophony!
Beautiful noise, happy- bright-
 so bright , in fact, that I wore  sunglasses indoors, at night, all of the time.
Mole from the PNW, blinded by the light- revved up like a deuce....

I have two face book accounts, one that I use on my IPAD and my legit one- I posted several photos on my IPAD account and can not seem to get them over to blogland. 
You would have liked them...

a fierce girl , her creativity, against the odds

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