CHARADES GLEN IVY STYLE:
Never Throw Tapioca Down a Mine Shaft
July 24, 2014
Today’s Daily Create assignment is:
Make a picture of a Words Of Wisdom Tile
In Dutch it is called tegeltjeswijsheid. An aphorism that could be written on a Dutch Delfware Tile.
Make an artful Words of wisdom tile using text and picture on a piece of square tile.
Because I generally think aphorisms on just about anything from coffee mugs to tee shirts to bumper stickers are generally kinda dumb, I wasn’t going to make a tile; however, I suddenly remembered the fantastic games of Charades we used to play back in my intentional community days at Glen Ivy.
These were no holds barred Charades—none of the usual rules applied because we had so many really sharp people that we had to make it as difficult as possible.
One memorable effort by Mary Ann Kenny resulted in two memorable lines that became repeatable non sequiturs among our gang were, “Let dead dogs sleep” and “Never throw tapioca down a mine shaft.
creative commons licensed ( BY-SA ) flickr photo shared by cogdogblog
For the Eagles, the story was meeting a girl in a flat bed Ford- what else might have happened on this corner?
My take on this challenge:
Because we live in a patriarchy, everyone remembers the story of how Apollo chased Daphne even though she had already said, "No!" She called out to Mother Earth for protection. Taking pity on her, the earth goddess swallowed Daphne and replaced her with a laurel tree just as Apollo was about to rape her. It is an insult to all women that Apollo made the laurel tree sacred to himself; he fashioned a laurel wreath from her, which both paradoxically and ironically, became a symbol of victory. But Apollo wasn't the only bad apple in the Olympian barrel. Aphrodite was no slouch at the Luv Game herself. She liked to time travel, appropriate the sexy technology of whatever age she'd landed in, then find herself some local yokel to get all hot and bothered. So it was that back in what we now call The Day, Aphrodite got her a hankerin' for some cowboy. She zeroed in on a red Ford truck, the forgotten wastelands of Arizona and it was all "Road Trip! Road Trip!" with her. He was standin' on the corner in Winslow, Arizona lookin' as winsome as only a cowboy can. She slowed, he got in, all grateful like and willing to sing for his ride. At first, Aphrodite thought he was singing to her as a little romantic foreplay. He was no Orpheus--even Orpheus's severed head, singing as it floated down the river sounded better, but Aphrodite figured that as long as this handsome cowboy had LUV on his mind, she could put up with it. She had researched the era before setting out from her summer home in the clam shell, so by nightfall, she had pulled into an outdoor theatre. Her sources said the locals went there to make love in their roomy chariots, and, indeed, with her Love Goddess super powers, she could see many a van arockin', and she had flat bed Ford fantasies of her own this piece of young and restless cowboy had a feature acting role in. If she could only get him to put that damned guitar down, stop singing, and pay attention to the Great Her, Aphrodite, Goddess of Love, born of Uranus's genitals. In spite of the fearsome reputation of the Cowboy as a love 'em and leave 'em icon of the Old West, it turns out this Cowboy was more Mad Musician than Get Along Lil Dogie, and the average American woman knows what Almighty Aphrodite did not: you cannot distract a musician with sex, or food, or even a bacchanal happening all around him. He is blind to everything but the so-called char m of his own instrument. It never occurs to him to just, as Aphrodite finally yelled at him, "Shut the front door!" She threw the Ford in reverse, backtracked to that fateless corner at Winslow, Arizona, and kicked both musician and guitar out onto the pavement. He just stood there looking bewildered, "But wait! I have one more song to sing! It's all about you and me and your truck!" "Zeus spare me," Aphrodite muttered, "Do not sing me one more song!" It wasn't pity but profound sexual frustration and a heap of annoyance that drove Aphrodite to turn that tone-deaf cowboy into what he is today--a bronze statue, a blessedly SILENT bronze statue, forever poised on the edge of a song on the corner in Winslow, Arizona. You can go there and see for yourself.
"The Quilt of Belonging" is a song by Cathy Miller, The Singing Quilter, with photos by Sandy Brown Jensen taken at the Sisters, OR Quilt Show 2014. Learn more about her at http://www.singingquilter.com/
You may purchase her wonderful CDs at:
http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/cathymiller6
I made this video as an assignment for my “Creative Visual Storytelling” class at the Northwest School of Film.
This week we had the opportunity to post a 5 photo series or sequence. I choose to use photos from a fabulous cooking class I took at “Cooks, Pots and Table Tops.” This class featured French food and wine pairing with Keith Ellis. Yummy! I am attempting to post all five photos in order of courses.
Second course is a superb pear, fig, and walnut salad drizzed with vanilla fig balsamic. Oh lala….
Photographs of the Sisters, OR Quilt Show 2014 set to the music “Beloved Quilt” by Singer-Songwriter Cathy Miller, The Singing Quilter. Music used by permission.
Done in partial completion for the class “Creative Visual Storytelling” at The Northwest School of Film, Professor Courtney Hermann, Portland, OR, Summer 2014.
Rouse Public Interest in the Daily Create via a Powerful Photo July 19, 2014http://tdc.ds106.us/tdc923/. Trying to appeal to that crowd who always seem to be posting inspirational nature posters (ack); I’m assuming they wouldn’t post them if they weren’t aroused by them, so this ought to get them flocking to The Daily Create site!
"Hey! I’ve got an idea!"
iPhone grab by my husband Peter as we had a little dinner before I went to class last night at the NW School of Film. I am learning Final Cut Pro —again! I think sitting at a computer clicking things is not nearly as sensuous an editing experience as curling up with the iPad and iMovie.
Down in the Grass Forest
Today’s Daily Create assignment is:
Draw Nature. Go outside, find a comfortable place to sit, and spend a few moments drawing something green and growing!
July 17, 2014
Take a break from all your electronic chatter and enjoy the outdoors. The closer you look, the more you will see!
I’m down low in the grass looking up at the bamboo and sky. Flitting shapes of dragonflies; otherwise shape, color, light.
