Monday, January 11, 2016
1/11/16 Today's Art Post/ Mixed Media Collage/- InVision: 2D & 3D Landscape/ Davis Gallery
Wednesday, December 30, 2015
Sunday, December 27, 2015
12/27/15 Flowers
I never get tired of looking at flowers whether they are flower images on household objects, clothing, furniture or the real deal flowers: wildflowers, exotic hot house or tropical flowers (Orchids), indoor flowers on plants like African Violets or flowers on weeds like Jewelweed.
Beside the beauty inherent in flowers and their often alluring odors especially to bees and birds, they offer other benefits. Folklore says you can use the juice of Jewelweed for the itch of poison ivy. I tired using it on a rash once and the rash did disappear. There is truth in tales passed down the medicinal generational tree.
My grandmother on my maternal side was a millinery and had a fabric store. Her husband upholstered furniture for many years. I inherited fabric (lots of chintz with floral patterns*) from my grandmother and also a love of making things from her and my grandfather. My grandmother was from the Victorian era where flowers were on lots of things and held certain meaning besides their visual beauty. http://victorianflowercode.com/
Here is a very old Christmas Cactus that lives with me. She bloomed the whole month of December in honor of the season.
Beside the beauty inherent in flowers and their often alluring odors especially to bees and birds, they offer other benefits. Folklore says you can use the juice of Jewelweed for the itch of poison ivy. I tired using it on a rash once and the rash did disappear. There is truth in tales passed down the medicinal generational tree.
Jewelweed
My grandmother on my maternal side was a millinery and had a fabric store. Her husband upholstered furniture for many years. I inherited fabric (lots of chintz with floral patterns*) from my grandmother and also a love of making things from her and my grandfather. My grandmother was from the Victorian era where flowers were on lots of things and held certain meaning besides their visual beauty. http://victorianflowercode.com/
Here are a few of my flower pictures.
Here is a very old Christmas Cactus that lives with me. She bloomed the whole month of December in honor of the season.
All Images Copyrighted Elizabeth P. Glixman
*
http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/romantic-decor-an-ode-to-chintz-184167
chintz/
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http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/romantic-decor-an-ode-to-chintz-184167
chintz/
Monday, December 21, 2015
12/21/15 One Too Many Robo Calls
I've been getting robo calls lately. Too many. I think everyone has. The robo callers have ramped up the calls this holiday season. A few years ago I had a bunch of these calls too and like any person who is wordy, I wrote a poem to tell someone, anyone how I felt about the calls and the caller Rachel.
This is a poem about technological powerlessness. You can't do much in the face of anonymity. There is no one to respond to only a dial tone. This feeling is like the feeling I imagine the man in the movie "Her " felt when the voice he loved said it was over.
http://www.rogerebert.com/reviews/her-2013
Even though the poem is not recent and todays four time caller's name is Brittany, it doesn't matter. It was and is all the same experience. Brittany might be Rachael in disguise. She sounds like the same voices on the GPS system my friend has.
This poem was published in Frigg in 2013.
It’s Me—Rachel
Elizabeth P. Glixman
The phone rings
It’s Rachel again
with her voice that sparkles
like blue mouthwash
She could tell you anything
She could be the news anchor
telling you about a mass killing
say it with her white bright teeth showing
the edges of her lips curved upward
Her voice could give Chris Matthews’ leg
a tingle.
Read the rest
http://www.friggmagazine.com/issuefortytwo/poetry/glixman/rachel2014.htm
This is a poem about technological powerlessness. You can't do much in the face of anonymity. There is no one to respond to only a dial tone. This feeling is like the feeling I imagine the man in the movie "Her " felt when the voice he loved said it was over.
http://www.rogerebert.com/reviews/her-2013
Even though the poem is not recent and todays four time caller's name is Brittany, it doesn't matter. It was and is all the same experience. Brittany might be Rachael in disguise. She sounds like the same voices on the GPS system my friend has.
This poem was published in Frigg in 2013.
It’s Me—Rachel
Elizabeth P. Glixman
The phone rings
It’s Rachel again
with her voice that sparkles
like blue mouthwash
She could tell you anything
She could be the news anchor
telling you about a mass killing
say it with her white bright teeth showing
the edges of her lips curved upward
Her voice could give Chris Matthews’ leg
a tingle.
Read the rest
http://www.friggmagazine.com/issuefortytwo/poetry/glixman/rachel2014.htm
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