The "Top of the World, Ma" List

Okay, having dated myself by quoting a James Cagney gangster movie....here's a partial list of things to do from my beady, little mind.

If I was on top of the world:

No one would be hungry. There would be food for everyone on the planet.

No one would be thirsty. Clean, pure water would be available from the smallest village to the largest city.

No one would be homeless....self-explanatory.

Now that the big problems are solved....on to smaller things.

Age would be respected...youth is truly wasted on the young.

There would enough hours in the day to do what you want.

Work would be something you do not who you are....and we would do less of it. Time away from work would be just as important as time at work.

No one would be judged by the house they live in, the car they own or how much money they have....but instead by "the content of their character." Thank you Dr. King.

Literature, theatre, art and science would be just as important to society as making money.

There would be 90% less marketing and 100% better products.

The FDA would actually regulate something....strange idea, no?

The EPA would actually do something to stop and clean up the environment.

Our national budget wouldn't be in the red without someone correcting it. Does your bank allow you to over draft billions of dollars? Not that a good shopping trip wouldn't be fun.

On a more personal note:

Sweet Ronnie would be Mr. Fix-It. In my dreams...

My house would magically clean itself. Imagine, some sort of "Bewitched" trick, where you wiggle your nose and the house is all shiny.

Busby would not shed long, white hair on every surface. Found a cat hair on the microwave yesterday...eeuoow.

I could eat anything I want and not gain a pound. Oh, to be a teenager again!


That's partial list...pretty radical....or except for the personal things, fairly sane? What do you think?

Out with the Red and in with the Old

Taking a bold move yesterday, the best colorist in the world, Tanya of Toni and Guy fame, decided that my choice to go back closer to the natural color of my hair was a good thing. After all, change is the only constant. Also, it would be interesting to see just how gray I am.

Certainly there is still some red on the tips, but look at the roots (shown below) and note how brown they are. Tanya is aided by another of my favorite people in the whole world, Belinda, the only stylist who touches my hair. After a new color and a great cut, I fell like a new woman.


Now where is Jack, the personal trainer, when you need him? Too bad, that Toni and Guy doesn't have exercise equipment in the salon. What a concept!

Personal aside: Karoda got it right....also an email from Jan S.....the cliche is Home is Where the Heart Is. I am working on the big "o" and partial big "h" now....still more to come. Thanks ladies!

Also to RealMe....thanks you for the kind words in your comments. I tried to find you and your blog but couldn't get there. My apologies for taking so long to thank you.


Back to work! Son Craig, my resident computer guru, is coming over on Mother's Day to get me out of a jam again. Note that he is not coming to lavish me with gifts for being his mom, but because I am in a desperate situation.....the "can't figure out this @#$% program, why won't this blasted computer just do what is in my head" situation. So glad he was born...ahem....no really, love him to little pieces and don't know what I would do without him.

Here's to all my sons and their ladies who are mom's. Thanks for being a part of our family. Wish I got to see more of you.

Warning! Woman at Work

Spent the better part of the week in the studio...see results above and below. Started on Monday with enlarging the first of the designs for the cliche series...the thing with the hearts and the big "m." Started to work on it that day and have results.

This is a very different series for me but will lead to some more abstract letter forms soon. As a former calligrapher and a lover of all things pen and paper since childhood, this seems a natural progression. I love the lines of letters and the brushstrokes of calligraphy....sigh! To me they are the purest form of language....communication as art.

While I have been searching for the next image that interests me, I have done tons of photography and painted numerable canvases...is that a word? Of course, as always, the next thing is something you have always loved. You just have to get out of the way so that the message comes through your "little grey cells."

While the "big m" piece may mean nothing to you now, when it is finished I will reveal the cliche....all will be revealed. Or if the title happens to be obvious, let me know. Then I would know the idea is working.

The below photograph is a background I am piecing for the "re-do" of Last Leaf. No I am not in my blue period but searching for enough fabric to do a winter palette. My faithful Viking #1 had to visit hospital while I was gone but is now home resting in place. Fully recovered and ready to go to work.

I would sew today as well, but editing calls. Amazing how an attitude change can also change your energy. I am either going full tilt or not moving at all. Learning to love both states is the hardest thing for a creative person but they are both valuable if you honor them.