Cut the AI Cord…

I think I finally slept last night…for about 6 hours. But the first time this week for that long…which is problematic, yes. The heat doesn’t help. My brain definitely doesn’t help. Worrying about shit that needs to get done…totally doesn’t help. Thanks brain. Appreciate the support. This is, of course, the same brain that pops up 30 creative ideas in 30 seconds when I need it to. So pros and cons of the creative brain. It can certainly come up with stuff.

I finally finished the outline quilting, with the last few nights starting late and not doing a full hour, or sacrificing sleep to that. This is Wednesday night’s barely did anything…

OK, I did the head, the hands, and the barn owl…and the two missiles. That was it. Like 40 minutes max. It’s all the time I had, and I needed to be up early in the morning.

Last night, I was determined to finish the outlining…

And I did, but I started late, went to bed late, ugh. I need to figure out what thread I’m using in the background and that’s all that’s left, so hopefully by early next week? I do need binding fabric, which is problematic in terms of where to shop and when, but I’ll figure it out. So hopefully she’ll be done around next weekend and I can contact the photographer. That’s the plan anyway. We know how plans go. Grades are due and I’m driving to LA tomorrow to see the Bisa Butler show. I was supposed to have an art meeting up on the way in the morning, but it got canceled…I’m still going up to see the show though. It’ll be a kamikaze trip.

Girlchild is still in Japan…

Beautiful, eh?

I’d like to say I have a plan for the next quilt, which I need for the dual show coming up in 2026, and it’s sort of in my head, but not quite. Wish me luck.

I needed ginger and my regular store didn’t have any, so I stopped in the bougie store near pilates…they spell weird.

Also, they don’t know what red seedless grapes are. Or ginger is.

I’m low key irritated by that, because grapes are more expensive than ginger.

This shit is disturbing.

I don’t like that there isn’t more information being released. I also don’t like that CK gets flags at half mast and all that crap when the Minnesotan representatives did not. CK is documented spewing so much hate speech. And yet he’s some sort of savior? Only if you’re rich and white and believe his stuff. Sigh. I don’t know where to go with all this. I don’t know how to fix it. Remember the days of Bush Sr and even Reagan, when you didn’t agree, and you thought they were idiots (we didn’t know the idiots could be worse then), but everyone existed together and people weren’t fired for having opinions and corporations didn’t cave to the government threatening them (we can do this the easy way or the hard way???!!!), and you know what, the government didn’t threaten people and corporations if they didn’t parrot the crazy shit. More importantly.

So yeah, the next quilt is fomenting in my brain. Like a bad cabbage and a can of expired beer. Which might describe a huge hunk of the current government as well.

This is part of a larger thought, but caught my eye. The ivory tower of education…I mean, you want your doctors and teachers educated, right?

Limiting cancer research? Cancer doesn’t give a fuck what your politics are. These people are shooting off their feet by canceling research. Mind boggling. Do we want to be Argentina? No…who wants that? Well, obviously someone. But yeah, almost all those rich white guys went to Ivy League schools. And IDK what the women who are in politics and support their agenda are thinking…their agenda is to send you home to have babies and then care for your grandchildren while knitting and baking. It’s like they (the women on the right) ignore that. You won’t be a rep any more. You’ll be at home. No one will listen to you any more. Is that what you want?

Sigh. So yeah. The world is messy and ugly and often anxiety-inducing and sometimes depressing. Although there are still beautiful teahouses out there. And books…I came home yesterday after driving 75 minutes down to San Ysidro and back to pick up my quilts (love having them shown; don’t love the drive) and sat on the couch and just read. And then fell asleep. And then read some more. Instead of grading, which is what I should have done. I was tired and just kind of done. I woke up once in the middle of the night, and my fuzzy brain was desperately trying to persuade me that it was gonna be Saturday morning (nuh uh). So today I’m giving a test. And no computers are allowed. None. Put them the fuck away. You may use anything in your science folder. Will it be hard? Yes. Will it be a challenge to read their handwriting? Oh god yes. But do we need to cut the AI/copy/paste cord? Fuck yes.

After that, I’m hoping to feel up for ceramics, because I didn’t get there all week. More quilting tonight. Tons of (ugh) driving tomorrow. But for a good thing. Something I’m looking forward to. Then home to quilt and finish progress report grades. Gonna need a lot of caffeine.