I went to see the Passion of Joan of Arc at the IU Cinema a few weeks ago. It’s a silent film made in 1928 and directed by Carl Theodor Dreyer. My good friend Jason Fickel accompanied the film on guitar. It was an artsy flick, and the accompaniment was fantastic. If I had written something upon returning home from the theater, I might have been able to offer a decent critique. I will say that I was inspired to keep making art and to learn more about Joan of Arc. I’ll need to get around to that.
Motion picture poster for The Passion of Joan of Arc
The world is going mad, so my job is not to be afraid. I will not fear all of the things that the media warns me about. I’m a liberal kind of gal, but I’m not going to panic about the tax bill or the end of net neutrality. I won’t fear the racists either.
I’m coming to learn that I am eternal. I’m not sure if my consciousness has always existed, but I think it can never end. When I was a child, I told my parents that I picked them before I arrived. I must have known that. It must be true.
Did you know that both Edison and Tesla separately worked on inventions that would allow them to communicate with the dead? There’s a book about it. I learned about the book from an episode of Jim Harold’s Paranormal Podcast. On the podcast, the book’s author talked about the competition between Tesla and Edison, and how industry bigwigs made sure Tesla’s inventions that wouldn’t make them money were quashed. Too bad Tesla was a racist. Anyway, Tesla is said to have fared better than Edison in the talking to the dead department. I got the impression that Tesla created the first EVP machine, but there is no mention of him in the Wikipedia article. Further investigation is warranted.
During the two weeks I have off, I plan to get a lot done. I would like to get the “treadmill room” de-cluttered, but I’m not sure if that’s possible. I can do some cleaning. I will do some cleaning! I will blog, and cook, and make art, and do yoga, and overestimate the number of things I can do during this period. Thinking about it overwhelms me.
Don’t be afraid!!!!!
I thought I might do a daily self-portrait digital art journaling type of thing. I did it once. I took a selfie and traced it in the Sketchclub app. I’m not sure it looks like me.
Self-portrait with flower eye.
I have too many blogs. I update this one most frequently. It’s kind of a general-purpose place to document my doings. I have one that’s supposed to be about me doing mixed media and other types of art. There’s another one dedicated to my making and appreciating jewelry. I’ve had many a notion over the months to write in each one of these, but you know how it goes.
I haven’t posted in a while. Life is busy, and I am lazy when it comes to blogging.
For a while, I was obsessed with mixed-media art. Then I got onto a memory wire bracelet-making kick. From there, I moved on to stretch bracelets and then multi-strand stringing wire bracelets. My technique on the latter kind needs work.
Last night I dreamed about the importance of documenting my life via blog or journal. I think I was able to look something up in a blog and figure out something about my life. I can’t remember what it was, though.
I’m convinced that there is an afterlife. I’ve always suspected it, but after listening to the podcast, Real Ghost Stories Online, I am a believer. Do we go on forever, or is there an eventual end to our post-corporeal existence? It can’t be healthy to dwell upon these matters. I should stick to the life that I have now.
I would love to be a full-time food blogger, but I don’t know that much about food and cooking. What I can do is write about my efforts to cook healthy meals for myself. I have MS, so healthy eating should be a top priority in my life. Eating healthfully takes a bit of time and effort. I don’t have tons of time, or should I say, that I don’t always manage my time well? I need a way to make healthy eating easy. I need to take action without having first devised some elaborate plan that requires the use of Microsoft Project, and an administrative assistant. I have to take baby-steps.
Today, I’m sharing an easy recipe that works for me. It’s a baked egg and spinach meal. I’ll admit it needs a flavor upgrade, but it’s edible and gives me a vegetable serving. That’s not too shabby. This is loosely based on this recipe on epicurious.
It’s 2017 and I’m still here, but I sometimes feel like I’m running out of time. The best course of action would be to form a plan. Can I make a plan without the plan itself becoming my primary focus? Or, is that the point? They say that it’s the journey and not the destination, don’t they? Oh, THEY are wise.
I gave up on making New Year’s resolution. They set you up for failure. I do however, want to make some changes in my life this year. I have MS, so taking care of my physical and mental health should be my number one priority. That means making more time for exercise, and to do that I will need to put my needs before my father’s needs. Taking time to cook healthy meals is another top priority. Next on the list is my creative practice. I want to continue to make lots of art and jewelry. I want to start selling that art and jewelry. As the list grows, I begin to worry that I won’t be able to manage it all. I want to give up before I start.
That paragraph looked like a bunch of New Year’s resolutions to me. I think it will help if I blog everyday. I know, that’s another item added to the list, but I won’t achieve anything if I don’t keep reaching. This year, I’m taking a journey, and I’ll blog about. That’s the ticket!
Beginnings of a mixed media work.
I started writing the following a little while ago, but never finished it.
I’m at the hospital waiting to check in for my MRIs. I see the neurologist next week for a 6- month follow-up. She’ll review the MRIs to see how effective the Copaxone injections have been.
The hospital’s main floor is busy. It almost seems like some senior citizens are here on a field trip. It’s kind of unnerving.
This is really not a post about MS, but I’ll report that I had a not-so-great leg day on Monday. I think it was because I didn’t go back to bed for more sleep after Sadie got me up at around 7:30. The last two days have been much better.
I dreamed this morning of two old friends from grad school (UIUC Dance Dept.) I also saw swirling letters or words. When I have these dreams a try and see if the letters are spelling anything, but they fade away too quickly.
Tomorrow is the second to last class of my Library Science grad school career. My application to graduate seems to have gone through, and I’m looking forward to not being a student.
21 days later I’m finally posting
I got an email confirming the address my diploma will be mailed to, so I guess I have graduated. The neurologist said my MRIs looked good and she’ll see me in 6 months. I suppose the Copaxone is working.
This week is dragging. On Monday, I thought that if anyone at work asked how I was, I would say, “I’ve had enough.” No one asked. Tuesday wasn’t as bad, but it wasn’t great. Wednesday was better. It could be that I’m tolerating life better because the arctic air has been moving out. I hate being cold!
If I’m going to get this posted, I need to stop writing. I should have more time to blog now that school is over.
I also have got to stop playing Enso. It’s ruining my neck.