1. True Detective
It’s true that I have very little tolerance for “man” entertainment. A bunch of men talking to other men about men things, it just doesn’t interest me (See Betchdel test). And I have even less patience for the cult of cop shows built around women’s suffering. That said, I found myself totally enamoured with True Detectie. Probably because the actual police case was so secondary to the plot– I just wanted to watch those two guys talk for hours. It’s rare that characters that complex and fully-realized come on screen, man, woman or otherwise. I vote for more of that (and though I did read that Jessica Chastain will not be in season two, here’s hoping for some ladies on rescuer side of the badge this time).
2. My friend Jaime’s work in progress photos
I’ve written about my friend Jaime Rovenstine‘s work before. Her painting output never ceases to amaze me, and lately I’ve been totally inspired by the work-in-progress shots she’s been posting on Instagram. While it’s nearly always impossible to really explain how it is that a person makes a piece of art, it’s sure if fascinating to watch the process unfold in front of you.
3. Tile floors
These days my Pinterest feed seems to be full of people posting dreamy tile floors. And there’s nothing better than cool ceramic under your feet on a hot day. Not that we have any tile in our house (no, we get nearly wall-to-wall poo brown vinyl) but a gal can dream.
4. Watermelon Juice
I am currently obsessed with drinking watermelon. There are recipes out there for watermelon agua fresca with, you know, ingredients. Me, I just blend up a whole watermelon, pour into a pitcher and drink all week. For the kiddo I add some chia seeds to thicken it (means he’s drink it more slowly and spill less, plus nutrition). And you can spike it with ginger ale or vodka in the evening. Totally perfect summer beverage.
Big thanks to everybody who came out to last weekend’s Indieana Handicraft Exchange! Since I haven’t been doing as many fairs lately, I forget how fun it is to be out and see people’s reactions to my work, not to mention chat with fellow makers off-line for once!
Most trips back home to Indiana I’m in and out so quick I feel like I don’t really get to do a whole lot, but I took a few extra days this time around to relax and see more folks that usual. I filled up my time with picnics, thrifting, a visit to the Indianapolis Museum of Art, the best little ice cream stand in Greenwood, visiting on patios, fresh strawberry jam and dog time, not to mention finishing “The Fault in Our Stars” while I was there (appropriate since it’s based in Indy. Also, a total cry-fest.)
Looking forward, as always, to my next trip south to the Hoosier state!
Hey, Indiana peeps! I’ll be setting up shop this Saturday at the Indieana Handicraft Exchange in Indianapolis.
In honor of this annual Hoosier homecoming, I’ve whipped up a couple of brand new, Indiana-specific puppets that’ll be available only at the show. Get excited!
First off, anyone within 100 miles of a Big Ten school from the past 20 years should be able to guess this first one:
That right! Mr. Bob Knight himself is not available in finger puppet form. Though he’s not an official Indiana native, he will be forever a Hoosier in many of our hearts.
Also debuting this weekend is a design I’ve been reworking for a number of years– Gary, Indiana’s own Little Michael Jackson!Pretty groovy, eh? Gotta love a guy in purple fringe.
I’ll have some of the Kurt Vonnegut puppets that are carried by Homespun in Indy and if I can get my act together in the next few days, may have an additional design or two as well.
Otherwise I’ve got just about everything ready to go, including animal and monster puppets, buttons, bibs, burp clothes and other finger puppets.
Hope to see you at the show!
To say that Chicagoans are glad that it’s finally summer is, well, a massive understatement. Though I’m of the opinion that listening to people complain about the cold is occasionally worse that actually being out in it, I have to admit that this year just about did me in. That is to say, I found myself complaining along with them. A bit. And rejoicing at the first sign of spring.
No surprise, the slog of a winter wreaked havoc on Chicago’s streets. Just about everyone I know has a new epic flat tire story from bike riding and car driving in the past six months. But, lest we devolve into complaining about the conditions of the streets now as a replacement for that weather bellyaching, artist Jim Bachor has created a clever response to Chicago’s pockmarked streets. Bachor is a mosaic artist who’s has been filling Chicago potholes with cheeky and clever tile installations. According to his bio, Bachor creates “mosaics that speak of
modern things in an ancient voice,” and while some of his pieces are straightforward in simply labeling the potholes for what they are, others give the hole a unique identification number and one reads out the number to a local repair shop. Bachor’s work is meant as a a bit of good-natured ribbing to the city rather than an actual complaint. And you gotta admit, it’s a pretty good looking solution.