Today I have got to tackle some cleaning jobs, painful leg be darned. Floors. All of 'em. The recent spate of humidity brings out all olfactory memories of past canine sins to a degree that I can't handle. Time to replace the front room rugs again, clean all the ceilings of cobwebs, and get to the floors, whether I feel up to it or not, Which I don't. Maybe the movement will be helpful...
Happy to report that I finished backing the skully piece yesterday! Took hours longer than I thought it would, and didn't come out as well as I'd like, but it is ok. While I like the backs to be pretty, I look to my usual refrain of "Do you flip a Picasso over to look at the back?" on this one. The beading on this one has launched a new series and I am motivated by that. Onward! Beaded on my pottery piece for a couple hours after the birdies went to sleep. Heavenly process that is truly grounding for me. As I worked, I thought about what would happen to these pieces after I am gone...they will end up in a landfill somewhere, fibers rotting, beads detaching and forming a pile in dirt. Funny enough, that is okay with me. It is part of the process. For whatever reason in this crazy world this way of working makes me feel good, and I am proud of the result, so that has to be enough.
Sad day yesterday in Istanbul. Suicide bombers hit Ataturk International Airport, International Departures terminal. Many dead and wounded. ISIS to blame. The whole world seems to be unstable. Orlando, California, Istanbul. Heartbreaking. And hard not to live with a little bit of fear. Makes travel a whole lot less appealing.
Off to get the birdies and pups fed, and to medicate my Hapi bird, who is anything but happy when he gets his meds. He will not take the med without being wrapped in a towel. The first time I tried it he grabbed the syringe and threw it far to my right, I have still not found it! So, on with the towel, loud squawking like an angry chicken until wrapped, then he peacefully takes his meds. I am thrilled to finally be able to hold my guy without getting bit (famous last words!) As soon as I put him down and unwrap him, he makes a kiss noise and says something to let me know he is ok. Hoping to hear about the bloodwork results and what could possibly be going on with him soon. Just one more challenge.
Off to try to do SOMETHING productive with this overcast day. Cheers.