tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31972141332796207202024-02-19T03:34:08.858-05:00Peg and AwlPeg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-8239392120284162772011-06-05T14:15:00.008-04:002011-06-05T16:55:33.896-04:00With a Bounty Like This...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga7yVObtpHmetFH4ovZu2ZFvOT6h80_KzivYGTf6AT5pjgcp7lCGPeFWEnhfAv6Z-zxoMRBTBkhyphenhyphenJMMWIsk_Tskq4qSJBezuK5n1Jk9jOLgNZjoguVs25oXBlje0f_idMT4O4fHp0wcIE/s1600/Journal2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga7yVObtpHmetFH4ovZu2ZFvOT6h80_KzivYGTf6AT5pjgcp7lCGPeFWEnhfAv6Z-zxoMRBTBkhyphenhyphenJMMWIsk_Tskq4qSJBezuK5n1Jk9jOLgNZjoguVs25oXBlje0f_idMT4O4fHp0wcIE/s400/Journal2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614806501517127778" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizmYDB7Lh8wmYfzfGaVXPVXRhM-aAcLvxaBkblldR3_nf-BiuaoGl3n5wpQVYCi_r0hJF3XH_PA29GvGcZom_K2YpzzXGD_kSZ5oNV3dVqWEnLIJEJPo2cX6pmxelmT5cpUqxJXWvsthg/s1600/Journal5.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKbqFl6HcBwJVtkUo-7bM79jpOGmosKbPgCwRHvbpkBAAGFcITwRiTvKPAy_DeiT7Enwf51BDtyKD0g1JWsqon1O_mx9rMoXGHoK1BRASJjJgmQpNugXriIDpz3hg1wBa0vC_37fhNy6I/s400/Bounty2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614804192414454146" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaoNQiw2okBxdT6mG9fWikyNLgehiqvYKS9RjY80t2DybWTWqnlqZCYlqqfTG5mUphwfiiwr7YDjD6NFcabDrhOAV-gZjnrdfdcKS7FMRuLzqVrFagxfGeXtOCGB2AX7VgfUe9N7w9_Ps/s1600/Bounty1.jpg"><br /></a><br />With a bounty like this you may wonder why I feel so bad for myself. And I do. I missed a time machine of sorts and it made my heart beat funny. Walter Søren Silas and I went to the fleas this morning. There was a mysteriously wonderful amount of olde store stock. All over the market. So I axed. There was a general store in Fleetwood PA that closed years ago. Living next to it were the owners. They died and there was an auction, or 3 (last one, yesterday). The treasures and the building are disbursed. Hither and thither. So it isn't so much that I missed the stuff (though I would have loved the stuff). I missed it together, as it has been for who knows how long. All gone. Time wandering off...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.fleetwoodpa.org/gow_sketches/strauses_grocery_store.htm">(bits, preserved.)</a><br /><br /><br />Fuck.<br />Yeah, though I am trying to curb my 'fucks', this hear deserves the biggy. Fuck.<br /><br />Aside from that, I shall show you our treasures. And my new journal! And also the fact that somehow we do not have our wretched fleet of mosquitoes this year. So actually, life is really rather superb.<br /><br />And next weekend is <a href="http://www.renegadecraft.com/brooklyn">Renegade</a>! And Art for the Cash Poor. We signed up for both accidentally. Oops.Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-49740057782356693262011-03-07T08:42:00.007-05:002011-03-07T23:55:43.083-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0sWAz3qwVYVE9K1HBDGdX-IZIvEeGvcgejcbPXJL35oJIJyx45dcMm5FtW7tqnXFGXyApirE-27wBIvFhRqB7XCYSjMuUBcwYJ8HTYrM0wCV0KhtE5sti4aW1Q2jVkSuAvrCSRcG_pk/s1600/blogcudbits1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0sWAz3qwVYVE9K1HBDGdX-IZIvEeGvcgejcbPXJL35oJIJyx45dcMm5FtW7tqnXFGXyApirE-27wBIvFhRqB7XCYSjMuUBcwYJ8HTYrM0wCV0KhtE5sti4aW1Q2jVkSuAvrCSRcG_pk/s400/blogcudbits1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581527366701029122" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7xg_oW5_PEHq9dVi0Q9b1tfGaLkDVAPLh2nbtmMP9H10MNYqAq4nVKvwL1gZbFAcfJdIg9NOdrUhylKpUsyLU41Bxf9r8qDALydQQPu8o_WwzSZHwNDMHQ0fXf77hSktExFSa6UPasI8/s1600/blogcubits2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7xg_oW5_PEHq9dVi0Q9b1tfGaLkDVAPLh2nbtmMP9H10MNYqAq4nVKvwL1gZbFAcfJdIg9NOdrUhylKpUsyLU41Bxf9r8qDALydQQPu8o_WwzSZHwNDMHQ0fXf77hSktExFSa6UPasI8/s400/blogcubits2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581527367857842674" border="0" /></a><br />This is my third year as a gardener. (the nerve!) I mean, as a sower of seeds and though I am new at this and far from having natural abilities, we did have some delicious meals last year including something minty and eggplanty, loads of cold cucumber soup (mint again) and delicious salads with blueberries, strawberries, snap peas, lemon cucumbers and loads of cilantro. Our tomatoes failed, withered wonders, some, and others grew into a mysterious green crop, began as winter approached.<br /><br />Each year I find myself more and more involved and also, (I am much better at sowing and growing<span style="font-style: italic;"> these</span> seeds so far) with more little hands to help turn the soil, plant the seeds and pluck our crop. This year I have ordered loads of deliciously rainbow looking possibilities from <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/cubits">Cubits</a>. The shoppe is so wonderfully tempting (and promising). The photographs (2 above) are gorgeous throughout - worth the trip to Cubit's for a peek.<br /><br />To finish our tiny haven in the back, in addition to the garden, Walter will finish building the studio out of reclaimed wood and coziness, and we also hope to be able to find some good little chickens which busy interfered with last year for fresh eggs and kinship. We plan to build our coop early this year in preparation and intend to expand our 'gardening' section of Peg and Awl as well. As all things Peg and Awl, we must need before the making.<br /><br />a garden treasury on Etsy made by me! <a href="http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4d75b0b369a16d91ffa57ade/a-garden-in-the-city?index=0">A Garden in the City</a>Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-14023779876486234822011-03-03T15:16:00.006-05:002011-03-05T21:20:45.483-05:00Victoria Magazine<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPHxBX2Kk9Or8FtVMKDaol1Nmz7Sj8YmoGSAQ2ED7MFAAmi7dVvSZWRY306elApgvpzSfuVM6ApJUf0P7YxD58zib2rz7NPrGleGtNFZH9hLaNyZ1tU1xfr4yJLmTwlM47VrOWYsHvTGw/s1600/VictoriaMag.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPHxBX2Kk9Or8FtVMKDaol1Nmz7Sj8YmoGSAQ2ED7MFAAmi7dVvSZWRY306elApgvpzSfuVM6ApJUf0P7YxD58zib2rz7NPrGleGtNFZH9hLaNyZ1tU1xfr4yJLmTwlM47VrOWYsHvTGw/s400/VictoriaMag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579951387447950658" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBP2VJMycI5qc9IdUJ_P2INa-7Bg2Jvc6dZj0AGfWK9Ll26HdLWidI1y08wyWghsAJx61FrVBAUMACeKD9TLeZmakw-ItCiCqk_3hTsZLEB0C3zTKhRToTDlPN5jQSgERQgPQVt4biHlg/s1600/VictoriaMag.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCw-wkj9kBl-g7okSFDKC8qAJ7bp8iRAtCcFYHdSHS4YN3-v4Cme97p3OdYRZLILpCXfUwrz8liFkK1_LYB6Tr2sbaGPUUVeKFjnNYeD8DXcIRTRvQav6nq9izAqnGPtOia9rU1NruvQE/s1600/VictoriaMag.jpg"><br /></a><br />If only life were as calm and as beautiful (if just for a day) as it appears to be in Victoria Magazine. How is it that yesterday, a day I spent cleaning, was filled with dreams of doing something great yet to-day, a day I am spending on another Anthropologie order, I wish to throw myself over a bridge? I am considering starting a cleaning company.Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-33269058248707406002011-02-15T17:38:00.003-05:002011-02-15T20:54:28.742-05:00Schedules don't suck<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCNN7PeP6frNQ1_4_WxiMsBOS8-l3mwcouqbC7XK7w7E_22T6mPcTPtzepeU-4I1YKJyWzjivD4JLOVC84zttwY9qClzNBLE0sO86Qm1ybNfaIJmWibwnN_obbJ26PDYf_ZvvxVDk5Irs/s1600/Seeds1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCNN7PeP6frNQ1_4_WxiMsBOS8-l3mwcouqbC7XK7w7E_22T6mPcTPtzepeU-4I1YKJyWzjivD4JLOVC84zttwY9qClzNBLE0sO86Qm1ybNfaIJmWibwnN_obbJ26PDYf_ZvvxVDk5Irs/s400/Seeds1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574054453086425122" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirBUi_PgbahXmcI-cQjQO4jstjczAogT7pVQtnJEZAO4iP94HSVvCZouhXsOKyW-iIgfkHTfXgnU9s2vFQMreCF9eXxyM-nwbDuHdeN2EWIFr3kv3tNNg-TkAlPvMypfoB1N7DoSo8YiE/s1600/Seeds2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirBUi_PgbahXmcI-cQjQO4jstjczAogT7pVQtnJEZAO4iP94HSVvCZouhXsOKyW-iIgfkHTfXgnU9s2vFQMreCF9eXxyM-nwbDuHdeN2EWIFr3kv3tNNg-TkAlPvMypfoB1N7DoSo8YiE/s400/Seeds2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574054451112693826" border="0" /></a><br />I have recently learned that schedules do not suck. And are maybe even necessary when there are more people involved. In our case, there are four. Wow. Four people. I have been one person for so long it is so hard to believe that i am one of four.<br /><br />So Walter and I have created a schedule that enables us to work and watch the boys. I will spare you the boring details, but this means that we are working/playing from 7:30 to 9:30 by schedule, but really, we work until about 2:30 am (at least for the past 5 months or so).<br /><br />I must confess: It is more difficult on the 'boys' time than the 'work' time. And I am a hard worker... so all of you out there who think stay at home moms have an easy life, I will tell you they don't.<br /><br />Knowing that something is looming makes it difficult to do something that always is. So, work looms and children always are (somehow) but when there is time set aside for both, even MORE gets done. I am holding Silas in my lap right now while Søren lifts an antique wooden one-pound juggling barbell looking thing over his head calling, "look mama, look!" It is my time with the boys. Søren and I have taken to reading and writing more, visiting bookstores more often (his favourite thing) and of course, experimenting. We have been collecting seeds from foods that we eat and we have planted them. We have learned some things, like replanting apple seeds from apples results in bitter apple trees more suitable for cider and other tiny details, so our planting of our seeds is merely experimental. We watched (again) a BBC show about Darwin. I tear up every time I see him and his 4 children examining critters and seeds because I want nothing more than to teach my fellows so closely. We have begun.<br /><br />First we collected the seeds in baby food jars and then we wrote the labels - we have been teaching Søren to write by writing lightly first and having him trace the letters. Then we planted them in an egg carton. I hope to post our progress!Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-56460977362523808302011-02-15T17:24:00.003-05:002011-02-15T17:35:12.519-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFEKPwDof0u3z8ZSeYNnKZEHI8PfhApXlq38abx5vvxR8Sz2KX6ucE8g4FtJhSiLB6IlhVMObjfkdj2B-kT1DkXQWWeBJeQj0BLkFMlhlcLO9f2y5k-8rc4QVIAXf11hq1bfpIqryt26E/s1600/VDay+photo.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFEKPwDof0u3z8ZSeYNnKZEHI8PfhApXlq38abx5vvxR8Sz2KX6ucE8g4FtJhSiLB6IlhVMObjfkdj2B-kT1DkXQWWeBJeQj0BLkFMlhlcLO9f2y5k-8rc4QVIAXf11hq1bfpIqryt26E/s400/VDay+photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574048158513734866" border="0" /></a><br />Walter surprised us for Valentine's Day with a trip to The Franklin Institute and dinner at Fig and I never thought I'd think this a relief, but alas! it sure was, a day off!<br /><br />Søren whispered the secret to me as "Ben Franklin's House" I was pretty excited about that. Funny that he mixed the two up, but I read him a story about Ben and told Søren that Ben was from Philadelphia. Clearly he remembered this.<br /><br />Nothing like a photo booth photograph to say where you've been.Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-73826252100509794022011-01-20T15:55:00.005-05:002011-03-05T21:47:03.074-05:00Yummy Book, A gift for an olde friend.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnuIzUThCok8wzaL9c5c6V9FDYU3sZ4oOfsVq0id82W9y6jwzxF5GEI0pi-kneDrLuuCZWK0_NsucUU5ni3Xj0kPjSiLTBWg8pxBgQNl6V31sOXxmeSYbwJ0dVp_pBVkNVsLjjuQWjqTc/s1600/Neil2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnuIzUThCok8wzaL9c5c6V9FDYU3sZ4oOfsVq0id82W9y6jwzxF5GEI0pi-kneDrLuuCZWK0_NsucUU5ni3Xj0kPjSiLTBWg8pxBgQNl6V31sOXxmeSYbwJ0dVp_pBVkNVsLjjuQWjqTc/s400/Neil2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564376534878248594" border="0" /></a><br />I made this book for my dear friend Neil who is in the incredible band <a href="http://www.britishseapower.co.uk/">British Sea Power</a>. They are coming back to Phila. Yay. Along with Pete Seeger and Jim White, BSP was one of the first shows that Søren went to (out of my belly). He was a month or so in this world. It was a quietish show.<br /><br />This was made from turn-of-the-century cowboy chaps. The raised bubble was where a metal piece rested for 100 years. Crazy. And then I took it off. I put a chromolithograph of foliage from an antique medical book beneath it. The day after Neil and I met we were scrounging about for foliage (which we turned into a back pack of said foliage!) for his show in DC the next day.<br /><br />A year or so later his pa accidentally threw away my blanket (my baby blanket, yes.) in the community dumpster. They went fishing for it (and found it!). I was thankful for their being vegetarian for my blanket smelled only of the banana skins that it was thrown away with. (He thought it was a rag.)Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-47519332298064078292011-01-18T20:00:00.009-05:002011-01-18T21:29:03.886-05:00The Positive Effects of the Tub Caddy by Peg and Awl a drawing by Søren Scout and a journal entry.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWflJJLkOMKEg4wOUIhnRA0ancbAkotQEBJRLPIvqKZH6rZLBMmAiBnkam4SbZRIJukWd7Y6HJm4_CX3QBWncu_Ls1tjFoKqcNhABHT_7HqU-9GNSYIBJf9hJOQvsDcCEVnWujKqJogCs/s1600/Journal18Jan2011.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWflJJLkOMKEg4wOUIhnRA0ancbAkotQEBJRLPIvqKZH6rZLBMmAiBnkam4SbZRIJukWd7Y6HJm4_CX3QBWncu_Ls1tjFoKqcNhABHT_7HqU-9GNSYIBJf9hJOQvsDcCEVnWujKqJogCs/s400/Journal18Jan2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563696780683259394" border="0" /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsSAVQl4tzCBAx1ZcjV0I_sZzXnIjUyoZOwEiyCMXkUYzaXbC2xgFbBN9SZJcvNN0GczrpDtQXZ5anvmeDq4zpKnER6NJgWJBt-jRWRlzMs6elAQKNLprmWAJoJHdAtMs42aIH0iKkU4w/s1600/Journal18Jan2011-1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsSAVQl4tzCBAx1ZcjV0I_sZzXnIjUyoZOwEiyCMXkUYzaXbC2xgFbBN9SZJcvNN0GczrpDtQXZ5anvmeDq4zpKnER6NJgWJBt-jRWRlzMs6elAQKNLprmWAJoJHdAtMs42aIH0iKkU4w/s400/Journal18Jan2011-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563696778228951602" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh68ioOacouScdSI15_qV1xgn-8V_TTxX0RORWchQL0ZVTS9vwKsjVpDmfIJAXDe7O2CuukKv1gwnSXM7NP00eTxVVeafJ8iIAsYTRXJ8xtODk0qLe4uLi3_syF9CBdjMUaCxQykpM6LUo/s1600/tubcaddyhires.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh68ioOacouScdSI15_qV1xgn-8V_TTxX0RORWchQL0ZVTS9vwKsjVpDmfIJAXDe7O2CuukKv1gwnSXM7NP00eTxVVeafJ8iIAsYTRXJ8xtODk0qLe4uLi3_syF9CBdjMUaCxQykpM6LUo/s400/tubcaddyhires.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563696322070991874" border="0" /></a><br /><br />click twice on the journal page if yer wanting to read!Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-43431387643090694962011-01-01T11:22:00.003-05:002011-01-01T11:42:35.193-05:002011<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiarM9syUtNFqoc8ooJIQ-vUUfyKyG831FnG4STkxie_Z6KyEinpH1_25dQHUh7EN7pbLLjQ4dyDd2Dan-6hfPuntfS_06wPgNolGpme_IFLgJzsQ3UhNHqhCge8BlB81Enm13rGOXP1No/s1600/LostHorizon.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiarM9syUtNFqoc8ooJIQ-vUUfyKyG831FnG4STkxie_Z6KyEinpH1_25dQHUh7EN7pbLLjQ4dyDd2Dan-6hfPuntfS_06wPgNolGpme_IFLgJzsQ3UhNHqhCge8BlB81Enm13rGOXP1No/s400/LostHorizon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557256087615059586" border="0" /></a><br />A new number. New things. I am going to make an effort to be better at this.<br /><br />Me and a few friends have started a book club. More reading generally leads to more writing.<br /><br />The first book:<br />Lost Horizon by James Hilton.<br /><br />I have had a lot to say about this book but I will only write this: I loved it.<br />And ask this: Did you?<br /><br />And this from it:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">People make mistakes in life through believing too much, but they have a damned dull time if they believe too little. </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-James Hilton</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />and this:<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><i style="font-style: italic;">Certum est, quia impossibile - </i><span style="font-style: italic;">It is certain because it is impossible</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-Tertullian</span></span><br /><br />post script: Happy New Year. When I awoke this morning I dreamt of eating gobs of Gruyere and a sticky bun in bed. I do not actually like eating in bed, but I did fish my wish otherwise.Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-70486855667952142862010-10-19T22:38:00.001-04:002010-10-19T22:40:04.949-04:00Cabinet, Art in the Age Part II<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/15955900" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"></iframe><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/15955900">Peg and Awl Apothecary Cabinet Part II</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/artintheage">Art In The Age</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-41308056856818444542010-10-19T17:39:00.001-04:002010-10-19T17:40:25.818-04:00oh,Søren awoke from a nap singing a Weaver's song that was playing. He has never heard The Weaver's before as far as I know so he was absorbing it in his sleep!<br /><br />Next, The Carter Family, it is just that kind of day.Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-5322248726469358722010-10-18T13:57:00.003-04:002010-10-18T14:27:16.678-04:00Russia<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrtBOWOemv65xdaR7LTiKFm6XZIrtQ9DvmoLKwmX1zC1wxJLDv0EuklgJ9_XHkSSq89ZyoyKPqqwzdEwHxcCqe-uiLl612f9OP5s3UEXioJ4JkMHMr5QUXhi4Z8L36dTQ5m748b_0lZHA/s1600/Russia.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrtBOWOemv65xdaR7LTiKFm6XZIrtQ9DvmoLKwmX1zC1wxJLDv0EuklgJ9_XHkSSq89ZyoyKPqqwzdEwHxcCqe-uiLl612f9OP5s3UEXioJ4JkMHMr5QUXhi4Z8L36dTQ5m748b_0lZHA/s400/Russia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529454220744735506" border="0" /></a>Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-19799356368476100792010-10-16T20:54:00.012-04:002010-10-18T15:04:15.137-04:00Silas Anselm and Art in the Age.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUTjoS2TYkE1N7bz9qk3eSOFPML609OyibIPvLNI7TGO0vKSFaLEzLh6hHYorKX_Zz1HsUaR0d-SKRLibGriq3jIL2O-SeQC0PTsdOm6ElFzbyu_HysuDorJKH652EXXrJIKsyrueuYSE/s1600/Silas.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 130px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUTjoS2TYkE1N7bz9qk3eSOFPML609OyibIPvLNI7TGO0vKSFaLEzLh6hHYorKX_Zz1HsUaR0d-SKRLibGriq3jIL2O-SeQC0PTsdOm6ElFzbyu_HysuDorJKH652EXXrJIKsyrueuYSE/s400/Silas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529455949297754018" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY-ugd28FM1UqZaHxWRkAUBZkXXd59EdcRIWm7aGPLWfn1tFYhiMx4NydVc-adqsk5Q0zC553rlsKOWCeuNh6UfOFolQhlaBdEeW7wSVX2T7fS46Cbtu-vPdj5_Z5mFRnFre7VuIi32Y0/s1600/AITA4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY-ugd28FM1UqZaHxWRkAUBZkXXd59EdcRIWm7aGPLWfn1tFYhiMx4NydVc-adqsk5Q0zC553rlsKOWCeuNh6UfOFolQhlaBdEeW7wSVX2T7fS46Cbtu-vPdj5_Z5mFRnFre7VuIi32Y0/s400/AITA4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529455100426377138" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc4Pt5vHc7a8MqgYXOVEURT92eSwlLxj0VJrF84IlB-utq8aVtvhUCgS-T3N5pP6i5jO9IXv1vWLyZhHt8EU9xVIwXO92VKJ0o1MaEjqNdyvARj2oPfleG1_YD1dzTTIbMuTDzYuKoDwI/s1600/AITA7.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc4Pt5vHc7a8MqgYXOVEURT92eSwlLxj0VJrF84IlB-utq8aVtvhUCgS-T3N5pP6i5jO9IXv1vWLyZhHt8EU9xVIwXO92VKJ0o1MaEjqNdyvARj2oPfleG1_YD1dzTTIbMuTDzYuKoDwI/s400/AITA7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528823154496001010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii2yw6FfTJA2atxCHbsAMSKM5hwPV8FCoF6bEEzapOudTSEx4M-Ukq5nNXodjYaxJHj60IMupGH-B25dv7V1py9dlLgxkJsXiL4eGqy22ECZoIzfzshntSaPP8uCvh8-MIIjR1K9y-hXM/s1600/AITA8.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii2yw6FfTJA2atxCHbsAMSKM5hwPV8FCoF6bEEzapOudTSEx4M-Ukq5nNXodjYaxJHj60IMupGH-B25dv7V1py9dlLgxkJsXiL4eGqy22ECZoIzfzshntSaPP8uCvh8-MIIjR1K9y-hXM/s400/AITA8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528823149459205442" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvExdjeFaZZsgWq-xRJ9EZimUYAezIEFLskw-7ygWKwC-2PPoZ9zXjpAwjbZ8ci3p4ec4s1u4Hq0o0ppcTwj7uLWT28h88i2qsyFdbPzoC7iOc4Oryu6rfMWPL4RW8c8O8JVBT1Q1zvl4/s1600/AITA9.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvExdjeFaZZsgWq-xRJ9EZimUYAezIEFLskw-7ygWKwC-2PPoZ9zXjpAwjbZ8ci3p4ec4s1u4Hq0o0ppcTwj7uLWT28h88i2qsyFdbPzoC7iOc4Oryu6rfMWPL4RW8c8O8JVBT1Q1zvl4/s400/AITA9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528823145939407522" border="0" /></a><br />I am pretty sleepy as I attempt this post. I am trying to catch up somewhere or everywhere but really catching up nowhere. Sprinkling bits and pieces of story here and there. We had our show at Art in the Age on Friday 1 October. It was loads of fun and super packed. Our best show ever. On the way there I thought I was going into labour which was fine as there was a table and some antique forceps at our show.<br /><br />The next day was Crafty Bastards in DC. Walter made me stay home to 'rest'. I cannot believe I listened and stayed home. I didn't rest though.<br /><br />Sunday was our friends Joey and Alina's wedding in NYC. I was having contractions the entire way there but didn't tell W. He'd have said lets go home. We stayed for the entire wedding which was wonderful, as was the location: <a href="http://www.explorers.org/index.php/about/photo_tour">The Explorer's Club</a>. Amazing. By the time the contractions were 3 minutes apart, we left.<br /><br />It took us 3 hours to get home. W was getting nervous and my jokes about him delivering the baby did not ease his mind. Just before crossing the bridge into Philadelphia my water broke so we went straight to the Birth Centre! Silas Anselm was born the morning of the next day. He was funny looking and W and I laughed until the bed shook. He turned beautiful really fast.Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-46057343814536507852010-09-30T21:15:00.001-04:002010-09-30T21:15:37.669-04:00Walter building a cabinet, by AITA part 1<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/15361659" width="400" height="300" frameborder="0"></iframe><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/15361659">Cabinet Building with Walter Kent of Peg and Awl pt. 1</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/artintheage">Art In The Age</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-43617414438231205972010-09-27T12:16:00.004-04:002010-09-27T12:30:46.291-04:00Pieces Too Small To SaveW. and I returned from the Baltimore Book Festival late last night.<br /><br />Whilst there we met a peculiar fellow - a cabinet maker - who told us the story of an olde farm he visited long ago. Someone invited him there because the olde man had died and they were breaking it apart to sell the bits inside and then the building itself. He was so animated in the telling. When he went into the attic, he found a cigar box (and louder) with "pieces too small to save!" Pencils whose eraser and wood was worn to the metal, small nubs of wood from various projects. There were pieces of molding tied up in newspaper from 1910!<br /><br />The guy of course went on and on, but after 'pieces too small to save' I started thinking of my own project and what a wonderful title that would be.<br /><br />I am still receiving envelopes and cannot wait to get further into this project. I am going choose the best pieces for variety and collage, so not all envelopes will be included. (So send your best pieces!) Some of the things that I am receiving are bigger than the pages of my book (5x2.5) and I hesitate to cut them down to fit (relinquishing the <span style="font-style: italic;">your scraps</span> nature, and turning them into <span style="font-style: italic;">my scraps</span>)<br /><br />This morning I received a package from Amsterdam and tore into it!!! Though I am grateful for the American envelopes, I must confess, there is something super special about receiving packages from other lands!<br /><br />Keep sending! I plan to eventually take some of the pages to The Printer and make prints (each artist whose scraps I use will receive an 8x10 print of their page!) and perhaps, eventually reproduce the book and make it available to all! (or some - depending upon whether it is handmade and limited, or created through Blurb or something akin)Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-50880702710309155802010-09-20T13:43:00.004-04:002010-09-20T17:31:08.556-04:00Scrapplings projectI have received so many great envelopes of scraps for my new little book project. This will take longer than I suspected. I will likely include the beginning in the upcoming show at Art in the Age. Depending upon the results, I would like to print each page out in limited print editions. Each artist will eventually receive a print of their scrapplings!<br /><br />Thank you to all who have sent packages and to everyone else, please send envelopes and repost my request! I will be working on this for a while yet...<br /><br />I know I am being scattered about this, but as I receive packages I realise that what is in my head hasn't necessarily come out.<br /><br />The size of the book is 2 1/2 x 5 inches. So it is small. Please send small scraps that will fit on the page, but also, I would like the actual scraps as opposed to leftovers. The negative of what you are making. I do not want to cut or alter the size and shapes of the bits or the remains will become something else. I want the pieces to represent the artist and the artwork. The collage part will be me!<br /><br />So, when you are looking for scraps find, get on your knees, dig in corners, scraps. Scraps too small to otherwise use scraps. Teeny tiny bits of what was scraps.Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-29376697240625974372010-09-18T09:55:00.003-04:002010-09-18T09:56:15.834-04:00Bjorn, the not forgotten<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvq9PQcXaOvFrioDLRsXXlRL5I742cYAK588IzPHmX0TpLXwUWWuTc60IDBdjcgU7xn_Rf2CCtT9A4pQG2rPjw5nSxLPAWkav9RoGcuBXxAaU9nKYfq1Cr2BSt1GEvO6X7OQQFvbNR8P4/s1600/Bjorn.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvq9PQcXaOvFrioDLRsXXlRL5I742cYAK588IzPHmX0TpLXwUWWuTc60IDBdjcgU7xn_Rf2CCtT9A4pQG2rPjw5nSxLPAWkav9RoGcuBXxAaU9nKYfq1Cr2BSt1GEvO6X7OQQFvbNR8P4/s400/Bjorn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518252019143785458" border="0" /></a><br />Bjorny, my first little treasure next to Søren's easel watching all that is going on outside...Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-64358638932956207282010-09-16T12:50:00.002-04:002010-09-16T13:02:13.449-04:00More thorough explanation of The Leavings<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJZKs6JsFwXfNXOfCqQyYkuokFlZ2l4esYC9ibk6eBwWD1tjGaORbAbY-SZSNTwRVwh0JkUPcxRXr9lpqJRYV20wbl3qaQj4ivqH0YRc3U1N49HetlgD2zlo-R1Mppu5d5UkRQAYI6X5k/s1600/The+Leavings.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJZKs6JsFwXfNXOfCqQyYkuokFlZ2l4esYC9ibk6eBwWD1tjGaORbAbY-SZSNTwRVwh0JkUPcxRXr9lpqJRYV20wbl3qaQj4ivqH0YRc3U1N49HetlgD2zlo-R1Mppu5d5UkRQAYI6X5k/s400/The+Leavings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517557736669774674" border="0" /></a><br />So I looked at the faded pencil and my wish was to call it The Leavings.<br /><br />I am including a photograph of the page in my journal that brought me to this. The point of these pages is that the bits and pieces from the floor are to represent the artist and what is being worked on. Through colour and material one should begin to understand what the person on each page is working on...<br /><br />For size reference the pages will be 2 1/2 x 5.Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-26938113140244059542010-09-16T08:32:00.004-04:002010-09-16T08:44:22.277-04:00Request for Artist Droppings<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk_PL0io1sqtSqcSreWqFSXLO1DXjSxN2nTcNlcxvC8qId-weK_zmbTvoNHpucyXsYhzwA7wWB5k6rMon8c_i4GvaOnluheczSp4IlpNsTEIjhH0ZybYiRRm9AhqMrsJsDnRGLG4DLLmg/s1600/AITApostcard_Page_1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk_PL0io1sqtSqcSreWqFSXLO1DXjSxN2nTcNlcxvC8qId-weK_zmbTvoNHpucyXsYhzwA7wWB5k6rMon8c_i4GvaOnluheczSp4IlpNsTEIjhH0ZybYiRRm9AhqMrsJsDnRGLG4DLLmg/s400/AITApostcard_Page_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517491287425735970" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYTfy4QXMamfNUjA7nNh549gjCnsfz9TwTdNL8j73_CPN6ZJd7cBxKegbEdaKL-oGi12gyUGVsnPlH-Cy3tdK1JLjbSZunapRmtiRapUVvHjF2IW3z5HeUk9HFP7nletSIXQvUMuhvAw4/s1600/Scrapplings2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYTfy4QXMamfNUjA7nNh549gjCnsfz9TwTdNL8j73_CPN6ZJd7cBxKegbEdaKL-oGi12gyUGVsnPlH-Cy3tdK1JLjbSZunapRmtiRapUVvHjF2IW3z5HeUk9HFP7nletSIXQvUMuhvAw4/s400/Scrapplings2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517490893052234898" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg34WH3cTPIAd1hFOlvufo5dPVGj4h92cdgMDYeKf8XwEuZBRp821dKPFocZJRh7iTFvK2x_bYMY6bnOfcTUsV1HW0RQCmI5l7mYt8X7w03p61CsQ5T70KNEDn3AlRG3NM67pGhBnqX9jw/s1600/Scrapplings1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg34WH3cTPIAd1hFOlvufo5dPVGj4h92cdgMDYeKf8XwEuZBRp821dKPFocZJRh7iTFvK2x_bYMY6bnOfcTUsV1HW0RQCmI5l7mYt8X7w03p61CsQ5T70KNEDn3AlRG3NM67pGhBnqX9jw/s400/Scrapplings1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517490809745623586" border="0" /></a><br />I have had this idea running through my head for many years - I have even gone as far as scrambling around the floor s of friends studios picking up the teeny tiny scraps of what they do and I made this book to house the bits.<br /><br />Walter and I have a show coming up that is to be installed on the 28th of September. Close. But now I know that I would like to put this together as a book for the show.<br /><br />If you have the desire to be a part of this, please send an envelope with tiny scraps that represent what you do... colours and texture. Be it fabric or crunchy paint, bits of olde paper cut out paper, glitter. Animal hair human hair or flowers. Send send! And please put your name on it. I will be writing each artists name on the opposing page of the collage of droppings.<br /><br />I am going to be selective.<br /><br />Please pass this on and send them quickly! It is absurd of me to figure this out now but I have. And I want it.<br /><br />Margaux Kent<br />1116 East Palmer Street<br />Philadelphia Penna<br />19125<br /><br />Write SCRAPPLINGS on the envelope!Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-47946663530501678082010-08-21T11:27:00.002-04:002010-08-21T11:37:43.428-04:00Extremely Bursting Happy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPEXqiXThSA1gbMBnxtYXeW_8gw4_49mzSJLZfQDJNMaGeivsrSv0czIUeKZ_Y6J9KeKEXn7Lr4E32_cJw7n1W95_nfS2VwB82z-_ZWDjnIcVY8fjBvFjWHNhKFOm5Hiu6-zFIU_Jw894/s1600/PortraitsJournal.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPEXqiXThSA1gbMBnxtYXeW_8gw4_49mzSJLZfQDJNMaGeivsrSv0czIUeKZ_Y6J9KeKEXn7Lr4E32_cJw7n1W95_nfS2VwB82z-_ZWDjnIcVY8fjBvFjWHNhKFOm5Hiu6-zFIU_Jw894/s400/PortraitsJournal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507887729247447794" border="0" /></a><br />I don't know what does it. How my brain twists and turns and decides for all of me how the day will be. But to-day I am extremely bursting happy. The night before last I was extremely bursting sad. I cleaned a path for to pee at night by throwing things this way and that. Piles, mounds, mountains of things filled every space that wasn't my path. Søren woke up, sat up, big brown eyes looking at me. I went into the bedroom (he was in our bed) and laid down next to him. "Crying, mama? It's okay. Messy, Mama." " Yes, Søren." We went on to talk about how we would clean up toys. "I'm sorry Mama." I told him that it was an accumulation of things, not his toys, not my need for a path. He looked up, out of our window and complimented the tree. Then, "I love the tree, Mama. I love you, Mama. I love you." So many times then he said this. My face was streaked with tears. "Still crying, Mama? It's fine. Let's go to sleep." And with that he was asleep. I kissed his cheek as many times as he said I love you that night.<br /><br />Walter and I must finish our masks and take photographs. Here is how I begin most of my photographs. A drawing.Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-34503472231737355442010-08-03T21:59:00.001-04:002010-08-03T21:59:48.490-04:00ObsessionHad me dig out my dusty guitar and give it a go.<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gr9Bf1a72Ik&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gr9Bf1a72Ik&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-64226526075041672832010-05-29T14:53:00.006-04:002010-05-29T20:22:15.570-04:00Mugshots and Villians<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Jg7mSlOofWCtVSRuZr4NS64onvlNzdQgRdkcDO2P5HARd2xawHGQ5aezTAdxl__qleaxq-RneuUsCupNOHGgTysio99yC5MoS89Q4eE9tgYHbbMX4Lf6M5u69UDFGn9VYkkXyjb_4Hk/s1600/mugshotsbookends.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Jg7mSlOofWCtVSRuZr4NS64onvlNzdQgRdkcDO2P5HARd2xawHGQ5aezTAdxl__qleaxq-RneuUsCupNOHGgTysio99yC5MoS89Q4eE9tgYHbbMX4Lf6M5u69UDFGn9VYkkXyjb_4Hk/s400/mugshotsbookends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476851776624196882" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ4vZ99_hyDjrSMc02Mu9haTNF02qCYZiVjhkSUYMGmy3Fm-rYjiKsQ1Q-KK1FnqlyUUEI2fQxnv0ehDkm8VpfaTWYNYzaL-prjJ_MJz5QNZ5D-UdSIc2i7RC6LTG5atZ8fsDOEMsdpEQ/s1600/MigshotBKgroup.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ4vZ99_hyDjrSMc02Mu9haTNF02qCYZiVjhkSUYMGmy3Fm-rYjiKsQ1Q-KK1FnqlyUUEI2fQxnv0ehDkm8VpfaTWYNYzaL-prjJ_MJz5QNZ5D-UdSIc2i7RC6LTG5atZ8fsDOEMsdpEQ/s400/MigshotBKgroup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476768945353706642" border="0" /></a>Mugshots. Such alluring countenances and icey-eyed tin-types from over ambitious sitters looking just as criminal.<br /><br />I love these new little journals and will post one in my neglected Etsy shoppe. Our shoppe at <a href="http://www.renegadecraft.com/brooklyn-artists?site=bk">The Renegade Craft Fair</a> will be LOADED so find us!<br /><br />Walter is working on a secret project simultaneously using <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Least-Wanted-Mark-Michaelson/dp/3865212913">LEAST WANTED</a> and from it we are sneaking a few profiles.Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-4057767214079832322010-05-25T14:37:00.005-04:002010-05-25T18:59:39.530-04:00The Largest Tiny Book Library<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF94MFcm1cKKMgtINsUx23cSZxK8Tki8e3MXbGrp2WSov-KDop8Ji0PaGp4H3jb3UVw1QSgk1oTV_iMQSQREC2pE4qp8XEzBkWN9cBV387jsfUhnfY2Es8K_c9faBoM_poaCu_SC5C6e4/s1600/BlogRen3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF94MFcm1cKKMgtINsUx23cSZxK8Tki8e3MXbGrp2WSov-KDop8Ji0PaGp4H3jb3UVw1QSgk1oTV_iMQSQREC2pE4qp8XEzBkWN9cBV387jsfUhnfY2Es8K_c9faBoM_poaCu_SC5C6e4/s400/BlogRen3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475283287999602146" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf1wl3sQvH3gjAf-fc9-Ho-8agZxxrIFGjRPpgXCM8GSlwDUrCjOpf5_sXX9F-VDtondyY6dYgaE4EWhOAwdYG-msNc7eRXCTPRU3Z7IwQtX5sI23SBUKU92352kjZpitY4dbtptt0zPk/s1600/BlogRen2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf1wl3sQvH3gjAf-fc9-Ho-8agZxxrIFGjRPpgXCM8GSlwDUrCjOpf5_sXX9F-VDtondyY6dYgaE4EWhOAwdYG-msNc7eRXCTPRU3Z7IwQtX5sI23SBUKU92352kjZpitY4dbtptt0zPk/s400/BlogRen2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475283277850535410" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaCYsoT274EVbOltDcBq-Dtal5qKRlf_o1ZaLl4hRpjHBfg4369R9TKjYY56JF77itC9JcXY42BFVhXJHCap6YmFgEl2Q5x142sTFY_elmA9nrMzY0D78I07gpXuqV0Sray5HFnIBd2qE/s1600/BlogRen1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaCYsoT274EVbOltDcBq-Dtal5qKRlf_o1ZaLl4hRpjHBfg4369R9TKjYY56JF77itC9JcXY42BFVhXJHCap6YmFgEl2Q5x142sTFY_elmA9nrMzY0D78I07gpXuqV0Sray5HFnIBd2qE/s400/BlogRen1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475283270866927794" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUdBti2ZwB2tV8mgX725vIav-ERmRfJ2sNmbZwIrBDYpn-r3yCifJUwKcRiPJYt0sCzvj70D_Ss8xXRNNFfkdQf1pxYZGnB7XZ-vqyJYBA8Xk4vuV_K8A_on8HMnCEDSMaknleKhSIZh0/s1600/BlogRen4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUdBti2ZwB2tV8mgX725vIav-ERmRfJ2sNmbZwIrBDYpn-r3yCifJUwKcRiPJYt0sCzvj70D_Ss8xXRNNFfkdQf1pxYZGnB7XZ-vqyJYBA8Xk4vuV_K8A_on8HMnCEDSMaknleKhSIZh0/s400/BlogRen4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475283265402593138" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7BJDKl1LrzNoD3gu_mMAwQK8Cup5kG8o2rDpIRUSao70TULuACLzNOSR6UPd5XJWue_PpABvdsYBAkUKaviK3WQEU6F24L7MdDkNv5lRGyX-3v-3JhsoKeMzT3ws_OLLrLhbetLGNKIc/s1600/BlogRen4.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTTLgqfROBBKlXTgZQSrMfHVXj0a-XCOT4AS-z4fofop8jwpnYRX8zkz08bqAL299aQ0q4D2n23Be3o6Nc8nOMfJtYpNGu1Mqzdl7MRPahApmDWvPUkwOCvCslFHQhmroTFFKnRkb0IBc/s1600/BlogRen1.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilBd2XLWZv7a5tPdFtsgLnGtOCj1PnrXvXkMCQNxTWXY9NhNsYf6WOkI3cYEPnz9rslUUSUtz795qjFkQV1xnn6t353uTSFWb_x4Db0vxylu8S89y0H_9B31V_agUopl19OrD_CrADiZI/s1600/BlogRen2.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyKI14eh3cAy_a6jcCnq-N7iBdbjPAn5l8jTL8rpinqsIS02dhMjy5mG8Eojcgtry0iLbZxdh_yiNNfELMWiRaTKO8w8Ov_lCy4DD3I6CCsZvRei16jcIEfK4Tyc5WcpAO0jXcroyCqLQ/s1600/BlogRen3.jpg"><br /></a><br />I have been making teeny tiny books until my vision is blurred and I have to spit on my finger and smear it in my eyes to keep going... This is just a small taste of what will be at our Renegade Shoppe! booths no. 32 and no. 33 which includes:<br /><br />The Black Spot Books ( <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.theblackspotbooks.etsy.com">theblackspotbooks.etsy.com</a> )<br />Peg and Awl ( <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.pegandawl.etsy.com">pegandawl.etsy.com</a> )<br />Enhabiten ( <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.enhabiten.etsy.com">enhabiten.etsy.com</a> )<br />and Forestbound ( <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.forestbound.etsy.com">forestbound.etsy.com</a> )<br /><br />Our shoppe will be LOADED with amazing treasures made from discarded objects from the past. Bags from olde military fabric, ticking, et al, pillows from olde quilts and handstitched wonders, objects for the garden, bath and home from reclaimed wood, and handbound journals and jewels from antique leather. Our 'shoppe' will be constructed from olde things as well so don't miss it!<br /><br />If it weren't for crummy laws you bet we'd all be camping in it on Saturday 5 June. We will have a military cot and would have a cozy fire with some kind of luscious treat. What happened to this kind of life? Instead we have to pack everything up, find a place to stay (well, we found a great place, with our ever-inspiring friends Joey and Alena (we even have a night planned of dinner, website discussion, book goings-over, and catalog talk - more work!) so I cannot complain - see Joey's amazingness here: <a href="http://www.blackstonesnyc.net/">www.blackstonesnyc.net</a> and get your hairs cut whilst!) and re-build in the morning!<br /><br />blahr. I cannot wait!Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-22764789857661641502010-05-14T09:29:00.005-04:002010-05-14T09:48:43.012-04:00Feature in Chinese magazine Little Thing<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJR9lKr2tzU2zks2tfgezWEBw9lJu0JUvwVxEwAJETtr5oBA49VtYbffWCGxw0QM07SX98DSnYIBKn43T_B9qBvERy2aMZWXvKgLPawzFCCQs8OdqNHgIAvY7oibNDZfra-hHybtES5R4/s1600/LittleThing1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJR9lKr2tzU2zks2tfgezWEBw9lJu0JUvwVxEwAJETtr5oBA49VtYbffWCGxw0QM07SX98DSnYIBKn43T_B9qBvERy2aMZWXvKgLPawzFCCQs8OdqNHgIAvY7oibNDZfra-hHybtES5R4/s400/LittleThing1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471122265059506690" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZbeRLdn-hnkr2i-PrBRPPzY30w72cahyTf69vSiOjc9LeP7DXewWCuCEBJ383DN8XnpdmvCdIZOcUVbDM0Ys1wkMG3tteSzZQLzApTRfVYni2BjpuUmjc__aK3OxI86_C8u3SVcZuKK0/s1600/LittleThing2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZbeRLdn-hnkr2i-PrBRPPzY30w72cahyTf69vSiOjc9LeP7DXewWCuCEBJ383DN8XnpdmvCdIZOcUVbDM0Ys1wkMG3tteSzZQLzApTRfVYni2BjpuUmjc__aK3OxI86_C8u3SVcZuKK0/s400/LittleThing2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471122105780585586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRQsik8WblWrlIKhXoz2zyq6PPtd4KeZze3IRcvhUy5Cf3qgiRgOzFj1goqE6yuiv-Nv3p367DOjIyxTtqqtZGqpbW1zdqaBMy8g39LYaXlhC1Q7aHG-yyabreJHeILa4_PFoDKVQXeXc/s1600/LittleThing3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRQsik8WblWrlIKhXoz2zyq6PPtd4KeZze3IRcvhUy5Cf3qgiRgOzFj1goqE6yuiv-Nv3p367DOjIyxTtqqtZGqpbW1zdqaBMy8g39LYaXlhC1Q7aHG-yyabreJHeILa4_PFoDKVQXeXc/s400/LittleThing3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471122029644731138" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjM2UG8f7AR_qeWOKCqHQaBYdjUPKD7IE8mRvizpMmzGZvBFaQ6nEUdoVvlBX-V48hUsmnC7603zxgqMXWp22JFpfW8bHCOfNbJLqC7jgn0SE6nfEvQ0wmZOAKJVRUDUHoV0EsV5iGDzM/s1600/LittleThing4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjM2UG8f7AR_qeWOKCqHQaBYdjUPKD7IE8mRvizpMmzGZvBFaQ6nEUdoVvlBX-V48hUsmnC7603zxgqMXWp22JFpfW8bHCOfNbJLqC7jgn0SE6nfEvQ0wmZOAKJVRUDUHoV0EsV5iGDzM/s400/LittleThing4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471121944386380226" border="0" /></a><br />Yesterday as I was getting on my bike to ride to the hospital to meet with a new midwife and see our new little baby (still in my belly) the postman handed me Little Thing magazine. I was so excited that I tore off the plastic and showed him(!)<br /><br />The magazine is book themed and features amazing olde fashioned little bookshoppes from around the world as well as book artists. Not the proper build-a-book the way they once were artists, but tear 'em up and paint on 'em and completely rearrange 'em book artists.<br /><br />If anyone can read Chinese, let me know and I shall attempt to take better photographs!!!Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-40682533419115888892010-05-02T21:33:00.007-04:002010-05-03T11:05:27.705-04:00New dresses from the 1930s<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoZHpc8Q9fJ8UyJTk4Wx2WwywLzQ2ws1ZgJAopak7EE6cvoOoqLYajcrMlQKLyniHzAfc0fKDPzmsb1NPsw9Zo4KjzaaEVpjqwo9pmXSmTCpg1ZjAk19IMO3BzcHyTL22si0vnzI00dkE/s1600/Dresses1930s.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoZHpc8Q9fJ8UyJTk4Wx2WwywLzQ2ws1ZgJAopak7EE6cvoOoqLYajcrMlQKLyniHzAfc0fKDPzmsb1NPsw9Zo4KjzaaEVpjqwo9pmXSmTCpg1ZjAk19IMO3BzcHyTL22si0vnzI00dkE/s400/Dresses1930s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467060087169279378" border="0" /></a><br />A few weekends ago I found the most amazing little bunch of dresses mostly, I believe now with the help of <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/greatestfriend">Angela,</a> that they are mostly from the 1930s. One may be from the 1920s. I listed one and it vanished in less that an hour. I shall list the others soon...<br /><br />It is hot in here though, and I am sleepy. Søren is not here, sniff, and we are watching Where the Wild Things Are... So to-nite? Maybe... just for one little Bonnie and Clyde number... Perhaps.<br /><br />Walter got us a family membership to the Philadelphia Art Museum and we went to see the Picasso exhibit to-day (because it was included in the membership) and I, erm, just don't get it. I love the story of Paris and the change but the art, shit. I didn't get a single shiver.Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3197214133279620720.post-22852256368760359822010-04-05T23:49:00.007-04:002010-04-06T07:55:58.203-04:00a curious dayIt is nearly midnight. This time of night lately has me curled up in bed beneath two blankets two kittens and a book. But not this night. I am exhausted and dried up from too much salt, but to-day's story must be told. Or expelled.<br /><br />The day began with more green on the tree outside of our bedroom window and little Sørny wanting bitside. That is, outside. I was loaded with energy and determined to finish Peg and Awl tags and logo et cetera and postcards for upcoming shows. Sørny and I went bitside, he to play with his new birthday toys in the dirt and around my delicate little seedlings, me with a sketchbook and some olde tools scattered about.<br /><br />But then I remembered my appointment at The Birth Center. I took off, half eating my lunch. The day was beautiful and I listened to the Everything is Illuminated soundtrack and made up my own words. And then I heard the little baby's hearbeat. And then I was headed home. On the way home I thought it important to call Katie back. We talked about the current exhibit at the <a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/special/se_event.asp?OccurrenceId=%7B07E0F589-3CF2-4929-9F71-469BC40A403E%7D&HomePageLink=special_c3a">Met</a> - <span style=";font-family:geneva,arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" ><b>Playing with Pictures: The Art of Victorian Photocollage </b></span>and suddenly there was a face in my window that told me to pull up on the curb in front of the zoo. I dropped the phone and did as I was told. It just so happens that the day before my wallet was rescued by Walter and tucked into the back pocket of his pants. AND my license had expired last May. I wasn't showing up in the Philadelphia system and it seemed that I was going to be arrested. With the expired license no. I was eventually saved from the cuffs but the tow truck was already on its way. I began to empty out my belongings onto the little triangle of grass in front of the zoo and surrounded by many many onlookers in cars. It just so happened that my dress was very short - especially with my belly growing rounder. As I leaned in the back to clear out the rest of my treasures I heard a crash. My officers then had something new to take care of. I continued to empty the car. Against the tree was one big golden frame from the 1800s. One very olde tiger made from real fur. One cat skull. A tripod. A Holga. An antique and very large coffin like glove box filled with loads of other treasures. I called my dad, after all, my car was in the shoppe and I was borrowing one of his. He just so happened to be at traffic court picking up a truck that one of his guys wrecked and left. I told him to wait and I soon showed up. I couldn't free the car though until I showed the registration. That was at papa's office. Walter Søren and I headed there and Walter's truck began to smoke. The brakes had locked. Soon we had returned to traffic court where the judge recognised my pa from just a bit ago, laughed, and gave me a little bit of a break in the tickets. We then head over to the tow place and my pa, received a list of tickets for over 1700 dollars in since the 1990s. My brothers doinds. I was exhausting my already famished body making Sørny laugh in the car. I looked over and saw a goat in the parking lot. A baby goat. Søren and I got out of the car to pet him. My dad picked up the car from the lot and proceeded to smash it into his other car that we drove there in.<br /><br />We went to dinner and I ordered a most delicious quinoa and bean burger with smoked coconut on top. Stuck to the bottom however, was a very chewy unidentifiable object which I believe may have been meat. It is now 12:04 and I am exhausted and thirsty.<br /><br />Who will read this anyway? And why would I want anyone to?Peg and Awlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04399678568411442989noreply@blogger.com6