Yummy Book, A gift for an olde friend.

I made this book for my dear friend Neil who is in the incredible band British Sea Power. 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.

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.

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.)

The Positive Effects of the Tub Caddy by Peg and Awl a drawing by Søren Scout and a journal entry.

click twice on the journal page if yer wanting to read!

2011

A new number. New things. I am going to make an effort to be better at this.

Me and a few friends have started a book club. More reading generally leads to more writing.

The first book:
Lost Horizon by James Hilton.

I have had a lot to say about this book but I will only write this: I loved it.
And ask this: Did you?

And this from it:

People make mistakes in life through believing too much, but they have a damned dull time if they believe too little.
-James Hilton

and this:

Certum est, quia impossibile - It is certain because it is impossible
-Tertullian

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.

Cabinet, Art in the Age Part II

Peg and Awl Apothecary Cabinet Part II from Art In The Age on Vimeo.

oh,

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!

Next, The Carter Family, it is just that kind of day.

Russia

Silas Anselm and Art in the Age.

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.

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.

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: The Explorer's Club. Amazing. By the time the contractions were 3 minutes apart, we left.

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.