More snow

Posted on January 21, 2011 by ruthek

I can't say I'm sorry about the snow this morning. My morning lecture was cancelled giving me the opportunity to stay in bed for another hour. I love eight hours of sleep, but somehow can't get in bed early enough to get it most mornings. I suppose the little nap at 8:30, sitting up, had something to do with it.

The mailman left a package for me this morning. When I stepped out to get it, sans coat, it didn't feel nearly as bad as they make you think. Scare tactics are the way to go, no matter the subject. I want to go out to Club One to exercise. Hope I can get out of the driveway. The snow shoveler hasn't arrived yet.

I got the paper back from my professor with lots of suggestions for improvements. I asked and was very pleased to get them. So, I guess I'll spend another large block of time rewriting the paper. I've also been spending time planning my trip. I think I will go directly down to Kagoshima, in Kyushu, where it is supposed to be warm, then work my way back north and east. Or, perhaps, I will go to Mito first, to see the plum blossoms in the number three famous garden. Right now, I'm going to work out.

One dream, big plans

Posted on January 7, 2011 by ruthek

The sun rose at 7:44 this morning. The radio began talking to me at 6:59. I hate getting up in the dark, so I didn't. The radio told me it was 22 degrees out and wasn't likely to get warmer. I burrowed deeper into the covers and went back to sleep. The radio stopped talking to me at 7:59. I had a vivid dream about Marcia, a long-time friend who finally pushed the boundaries of friendship too far, and whom I haven't seen for seven or eight years. In that time, I moved to Pittsburgh and her studio in Chicago was emptied and sold. I don't know what happened to her; sometimes it makes me very sad. It's hard to lose a friend, even when the friendship had become onerous.

On a happier note: I am planning my next trip to Japan. I will leave Pittsburgh on March 22 and return on May 7. Six weeks ought to be long enough to satisfy my Japanese garden obsession, I hope.

Kentucky 3

Posted on September 22, 2010 by ruthek

I did more in two days in sleepy, old Kentucky than I do in a week in Pittsburgh. Raja's a great guide, and of course, it's mostly new to me. Thursday afternoon, after walking around downtown Georgetown and being introduced to one person after another, we went to a couple of art shows, then went up on her roof, had a wonderful gazpacho and strawberry rhubarb bread for dinner, then drank beer, and listened to music from the town square. Raja's roof is the only place in this dry county, you can sit outside, drink and listen to the music. Perfect after my long drive.

Dark area in the foreground is the deck with lots of flowers and bird feeders. We sat on the adjoining roof, which was in the shade while we listened to the music and talked.

Friday we went to an interesting photography show, then drove around Frankfort, the capital of Kentucky and a charming town, and finished with a veggie sandwich at Wallace Station. (3 cheeses, lettuce, tomato, toasted almonds, sprouts, bourbon mustard on whole grain bread.)

Here are some of the horses in this community that is normally (and always) horse crazy.

'Nuff yet?

All of the galleries had food and wine; I probably ate too much, and I got very tired of looking at horses.

Bet you thought this was another horse.

Haven't figured out what he was doing there. He looks permanent.

Saturday, we went to breakfast at the famous Fava's, wolfing down omelets, biscuits, home fries and frickles.

Let my mouth not forget you, Fava's famous deep fried dill pickles.

No lunch that day. In the afternoon we went to the Horse Park to the Gift from the Desert show, about the Arabian Horse. After dinner out, five of us went back to Raja's for more art conversation. (See Kentucky 1 and see Raja's blog for one more development in the flag business.)

A little more of Fava's.

And a little bit of Raja's place.

Kentucky 2

Posted on September 21, 2010 by ruthek

This will be a short update with more to come. Tuesday is always a very long day for me–African food in the morning, then Japanese art history all afternoon, and tonight the class went out for dinner together. I'm getting bored with the African food, always seems to be some kind of rice and beans, but the Japanese art history remains my favorite.

Back to Kentucky: I drove out on Thursday. It's an easy six hour drive, but with all my usual stops it takes seven. I had a book on tape–Richard Russo, Bridge of Sighs. I got through the first five CDs on the way out. Coming back took longer–lots of road work. I got into CD12 then finished listening at home. There are 21 CDs and I like the book so much I have to figure out how to finish it. No more driving but that's when I like listening the best.

I stopped at what was purported to be an excellent outlet mall between Columbus and Cincinnati. (Most of the trip is going across Ohio.) Anyway, the stop reinforced my belief that outlet malls aren't worth much. I would like to get another bookcase, something I swore I'd never do. I looked in Pottery Barn but found nothing. Walked over to the Harry and David store. Many years ago a friend sent me a box of amazing pears from Harry and David; the best I've ever had. They didn't have stores then; the store didn't have anything I wanted. Oh well.

Kentucky 1

Posted on September 20, 2010 by ruthek

It was a great, busy weekend; hard to believe there was so much activity in one small southern town. It's really all because of Raja. She seems to know everyone in town and a great many people in surrounding areas, including the larger city of Lexington. The best part of the trip was all of the artists I met and spent time with. I miss that kind of interaction here in Pittsburgh. I know a lot of people/friends, but very few I share work and ideas with. Beginning on Friday afternoon, when we bumped into Anna across the street from Raja's place, it was all art.

Anna and Raja in front of a great work in Lexington

First, tea at Raja's, then the art hop in Lexington and an opening at the Georgetown art league. It was also food and wine, the best in Georgetown thanks to Carole Ann–a superb cook. More than anything, though, it was horses.

That's a horse. They were all over and came in all sizes.

That's horse country and the entire area is preparing for one of the biggest events in horse culture: the World Equestrian Games, held for the first time in the US. With the exception of two galleries in Lexington, one with the tree in front, all the galleries mostly had pictures of horses (with occasional dogs). I certainly had my fill of them that night, but there is more to come, some of it good fun.

There was good art conversation Saturday evening, also. We went out for dinner with Judy, Anne and Carole Ann, then returned to Raja's to look at my books and some beautiful books and papers made by Carole Ann (and brownies with strawberries and grapes, brought by Carole Ann, and Prosecco, brought by me).

Be sure to see Raja's blog for stories about the flag display. It was the subject of controversy all weekend.

The first person I met in Georgetown on Thursday afternoon was despairing over protests about the relative positions of the flags and the controversy continued all weekend. Raja is talking to some firemen, above, who are changing the position of the flags. This story, which appeared in the local paper, doesn't tell the half of it. Amazing what you can spend time worrying about when the sun shines and you don't want to know about anything of substance.

Labor day labors

Posted on September 6, 2010 by ruthek

It's been a beautiful weekend, the best one all summer–sunshine, cool breezes. I walked about a mile on Saturday, then two and a half on Sunday. This morning I went back to my health club to work out. Rehab was closed, so you can tell how dedicated I am. Unfortunately, my afib kicked in; I was wiped out all afternoon, never got out to another beautiful day. I feel better this evening after taking a long nap.

I'm so inspired by the Japanese art class I printed out all the readings and I'm slogging my way through them. Most of it is way over my head. I vaguely remember something about Hegel from college, but never read any Foucault or the other two guys. The class is about space in Asian art. I understand a lot about space in art, but I"m not at all sure about the readings. I'm anxious to get to the class tomorrow, find out if anyone else understands this stuff.

After making several flag books and a few single page books I'm back to work on my garden book. I think I've got about 250 pages already, mostly photos. I'm thinking about another trip to Japan, probably April or May. I don't know how this will work with my afib or all the blood tests, but I've got a little time to work on it.

This week is Rosh Hashanah. I wish you all a happy, healthy, peaceful new year.

Day One – New York City

Posted on July 23, 2010 by ruthek

The thing about living on the 28th floor is the lightning is right outside, not above you. Fifteen minutes ago I returned from a short walk. It was still hot and very humid, felt like walking in water. Now the skies have opened up, thunder is almost continuous, lightning is right here and lights from the cars reflect off large pools of water.

I arrived in NYC very early this morning: about 1:30 am, after an extra long trip on the Mega Bus, the one that advertises fares as low as $1. It wasn't the price that I found so enticing: it was the wi fi. I had this idea I would be able to use my computer throughout the entire trip. It didn't work that way. I was able to get connected, but through most of Pennsylvania there was no internet access. (Not much phone access, either, when you get right down to it.

The bus had trouble leaving Pittsburgh because of some kind of demonstration so we were most of an hour late before we really got started. The bus was OK for a bus, but trains are better: more leg room and walking space.

Now for the price: I've been planning this trip for a long time. When I first looked at the bus, I could have booked the round-trip for $3 ($1 each way and 50 cent service charge each way). By the time I made sure Renee wouldn't be here (so I wouldn't be walking in and waking her at 1 am), the price had gone up: $8 for the entire trip. Then Julia called and said she was making a birthday party for David and herself on the day I was leaving. Would I postpone my departure. Sure. That cost another $5. Then Robin asked why I wasn't coming home in time for Shabat dinner, Charna would be there. That change cost an additional $15 or $16. I think I've spent about $30 for these tickets: still a big bargain.

Ah, but we're not finished. Steve wants to come to Julia's party and Charna would like to come to New York (she's still in Chicago). I think Robin and Steve will drive, Charna will fly from Chicago, and we'll all go back in the car. Fine with me. I'm not sure I want to get back on that bus.

After a very late start, I spent most of today walking around the city. Work on the Second Avenue Subway still has the neighborhood torn up. I went to the Center for Book Arts and saw two great shows. Mage, you would have liked the poetry books. Not chap books, but wonderful ways of combining words and graphics. The other show had several pop-up books and other books with cuttings. They have artist talks on the next two Wednesday evenings. I may try to get back there. I took some classes there while I was living here. Wish I could do it again.

Roxanne’s Birthday Party

Posted on July 21, 2010 by ruthek

I've been in a number of classes with Roxanne, but we really got to know each other when she showed up in my blog class, and I realized she was one of the most good-hearted people I have ever met. She and her husband are both amazingly kind and well-intentioned. When I found out that Roxanne had never before had a birthday party I knew I had to attend, even though I had two other places I was supposed to be. I arrived late, but I got there in time to sing with Roxanne and was pleased that I managed it.

I'm on my way to New York tomorrow and will be there about two weeks. I've already made plans to meet with friends and go to exhibits. Of course, I'll be posting from there.

Back to the big city and cell phones, traffic and noise

Posted on June 26, 2010 by ruthek

This is our last morning in Door County. It's been a great trip. Not only have we all been productive,

we went to a wonderful play (Tom Stoppard's Heroes) visited two spectacular gardens and spent some time at Kathy's house in the woods. Only Sandy, Jan and I came up this year; Sue couldn't make it. Kathy joined us part of the time, but she hasn't been well and didn't have energy for all of it. So this year it was three of us and Anita, our hostess.

We went back to the Garden Door, the master garden we visited last year, but the really spectacular treat was Overbeck's, a nearby private home and garden. This is a living work of art; the garden and the house being embellished with mosaics, stained glass and carved wood in amazing, tasteful ways, not at all exemplified by that website.

Between the book workshop last week and art camp this week it's been the best two weeks I've had all year. Nothing like a little stimulation to make me forget all of my health problems. My week in Chicago should be equally good.

Today I am Wonder Woman

Posted on January 30, 2010 by ruthek

Grace, no wonder I loved you from the first moment I saw you. No one else is perceptive enough to understand that I am Wonder Woman. It's nice that someone finally figured it out. From the time I first found the WW comic books I wanted to be Wonder Woman. I wanted to look like her and have her powers. I'm sorry to say the only thing we had in common was dark hair, now that's gone also. I hope you had a good nap.

I often feel like lying around and reading all day (mystery stories); occasionally I do it. But I have this feeling I have a choice about how I grow old. For me, reading all day, getting a cat, stopping my tutoring or not going to classes would be actively embracing old age. I'm not ready yet. The cat has nothing to do with getting old, but I'd have to find someone to take care of it when I travel. Stopping traveling has a little to do with getting old and a lot to do with the difficulty of getting on an airplane. Enough deep thinking. Thanks for your comment.

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