It’s never a good idea, when traveling, to forget a Swiss Army Knife in your backpack.
Either you have to give up the knife, or stay off the plane.
A short trip tomorrow. Very early. Involves packing.
I hate packing. It feels like a test. The strange thing is that I don’t mind doing without, moderate discomfort, making do, but I hate to forget things, not to have thought of things, to have failed in my mission (in other words.)
Oh well.
Feeling sorry for all those going back to work tomorrow, especially the teachers! My mother was a teacher; she found Sunday nights, even regular Sunday nights (much less vacation Sunday nights) especially hard. A poem:
Sunday Night Before Work Week
My mom mopped the basement stairs Sunday nights,
moaning that the lazy was at his best
when the sun went to the West.
We hid.
Even though we knew that
we should volunteer–not so much as helpers
but as fodder, like stiff British regulars
marched before the French–she had to get up a good head
of steam, she said, in order to get anything done—
still we slid into our beds like
coins (dull nickels) in search of a slot, feigned sleep,
knowing well that we
were sorry specimens.
The stairwell, narrow but tall.
clouded over with the lost weekend,
the day to come crowding my mother’s forehead
as she bent to her task.
From my room, I could hear the intermittent
rumble of her rhyme. She
seemed to identify with the lazy, but I was sure
that she felt, secretly, the best,
at least among us.
Here are a couple of the “paintings”I tried so unsucessfully to post over the last few days–more examples of iPhone “art”.
What is particularly interesting to an unskilled artist (i.e. me) is the way that one can use the technology of the iPhone and the “Brushes” painting app to compensate for various gaps in training, talent and circumstances. Of course, becoming adept at the technology is itself a skill, but again, the application and equipment allow one latitude for circumvention.
One answer is a kind of “hybrid” art, which takes advantage of what you can do ( i.e. draw on paper or take a photograph) without pushing you too hard into what you can’t (i.e. make complicated figures on a 3.5 inch screen, or take out a full watercolor set in a crowded train car.)
My favorite hybrid method is to make a pencil drawing on paper, photograph it with the iPhone, transfer it to the “Brushes” app, and then embellish/paint in.
Here’s one I did on a train, from initial drawing to “final” Brushes version:
Another idea is to take an actual photograph, transfer it to the “brushes” app, and draw a little figure inside it. (Yes, I know this is not such a new idea, but it felt revolutionary to me.)
Here was my first elephant in real landscape, an iPhone photograph of ice.
This is kind of a fun technique as you can transfer the “brushes” drawing onto different surfaces, or, for example, different ice:
The possibilities are endless. (Now, if I could just draw something other than elephants….)
Back from a Northern outback, that is, a place that was very cold and had no true reliable internet access.
I am not really such an physically un-present person that I need, at all times, the cocoon of the virtual world.
But I am someone who does like to accomplish (sort of) what I start. So once I tried posting (and my apologies again for all the confusion), I tried for a while, even though catching enough “net” for transmission was like trying to carry a fistful of rain, to capture running water in a sieve.
But… but… but… when I finally went with the icy flow, gave in to the snowy non-electronic cocoon of the Northern here and now, all was just fine.
More than fine.
PS – I only tangentially participated in the construction of the above yet-unfinished igloo, i.e. I occasionally knocked some piece off when trying to help.
PPS – I did hand up a fair amount of snow to the more architecturally talented.
On a train by the Hudson today with ice and iPhone. And now without wireless in mountains. Who knows what will come out?
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