Tag: Citrus College

Fabric Is Calling

So where am I at in the Thanksgiving Break/recovery from school and a sinus infection? Ugh. On new meds…they’re working, but slowly. I occasionally breathe normally. But still sound like (what did my PT say?) Zooey Deschanel. I do not think this is true. I think I sound like someone whose head has been filled with snot for 5 weeks. Not pretty. I’m still sleeping a lot, napping, resting. I did pilates this morning for the first time in 10 days. I did OK. I napped this afternoon though in response. That seems fair. It does seem like a hike is not happening tomorrow morning, as is my Thanksgiving preference. Hmmm. We’ll see. I might feel more energetic tomorrow morning. Right now? Not so much. I have finished four books (to clarify, I had already started and was ensconced in three of them, so don’t freak out). Wait. Shit. I finished five books. OK. So there’s that. I finished cutting out Wonder Under, which wasn’t that hard, because it all happens sitting in front of a television…

It took 10 hours and 4 minutes to do that. Not bad. I started Friday and finished Monday night. No, I wasn’t feeling well for most of it. Good choice to be able to do that. Last night, I sorted all 1606 pieces (there’s more because I missed numbering some, but I didn’t count those…they’re all ‘a’s of other numbers))…

Sorting took an hour and 15 minutes. Now the next step is ironing to fabric, which requires me (a) to clean my office, which is a fucking disaster of partially done ceramics pieces and fabric that needs to be put away), and (b) to be able to stand for extended periods of time. Questionable today. We’ll see. I might have a run of energy later. Right now I’m in nap aftermath and it feels tiring. Tired. Headachy. There’s meds for that. I should take some. I am So Tired of taking meds.

I also started grading (finally!) last night. Not a lot. Just a little. Nothing hard. Ugh. I don’t want to not get the hard stuff done now, when there’s a lot of silence and time to space out…I don’t want to have to do it in December, when things are loud and rushed and overwhelming and stressful. I realize I might not have a choice.

I have this video of my two pieces in Glendora at Citrus College…

Thanks to Lydia for taking the video. Not sure I’ll be able to get up there when the college is open.

I managed to make it to ceramics on Tuesday morning, finally…9 days of not doing that. I picked this sweet pot up…

I also worked for a couple of hours on this thing…which is a beast.

It’s big and heavy and this is only the bottom half. Or third.

It’s time-consuming. And delightful because of that. I’m not sure when I’ll be able to go back…holiday season is complicated. Maybe Saturday? We’ll see.

Also I have another piece in a museum in Florida…

It’s on the far right behind the coat. This is Ft. Pierce, Florida. The other piece I have in Florida is there through December 20, I believe, in Miami. All good. More work than I’ve ever had in Florida at any one time, I think.

Requisite photo of girlchild and Simba…

He is very good at laps.

That’s my lap. Good dog.

I’m currently having a messaging argument with my cable company who offered a higher price service that would still be intermittent instead of giving me a solution to the problem. Give me a discount assholes. Tell me what the problem is and when it will be solved. Don’t offer me hotspots…I’m on a damn desktop. WTF. What if I were fucking disabled? What would you do then? Not everyone can take their device in the car to another location. Stupid companies. This is not getting better in the next four years. It’s not.

OK. It’s not worth the irritation. Make tea. Consider your views on climate change.

I love Greta. I don’t love Amy. I really don’t want to make another Supreme Court quilt y’all.

OK. Well. Make tea, try to clean office/studio enough so that I can start picking fabrics. Wait. I don’t have a background big enough. Or do I? I might. I’ll have to clean to find it. Maybe I should go read my 6th book instead. Or take another nap? Not sure. I should definitely post this before the internet disappears again. Tomorrow is the Man’s Fam’s Thanksgiving, where I just show up and try to be coherent (questionable right now). I do need to get my turkey into the brine soon. Our Thanksgiving will be Friday. I’m in charge of the turkey and the green beans. And not much else. Ugh. Take headache meds. Drink the tea. Fabric is calling.

Pillow Fort

I’m almost there. I need to get through today’s two contentious (probably) meetings, a field trip to Petco Park, and two more classes of kids who are checked out and mentally already on vacation before I can come home and collapse into a 9-day pillow fort for which I’ve already checked out two books from the library in preparation. In reality, I have some shit to grade and some doc appointments and a whole bunch of family and food requirements, plus household crap that hasn’t been getting done, so it’s not very realistic to say I can be in that pillow fort for 9 days, but it would be nice if I could, eh? I’m tired, I’m still sick (2nd virus), and I need a break. We all do. The kids probably do too, but since a ton of them lost their minds two days ago, I guess December will be a shocker for them. Woo hoo!

So I’m rallying up all my bitch witch energy to get through today. I have absolutely no desire to tour Petco Park, but it wasn’t my choice and I’ll try anything field-trip-wise once. The Midway is not my favorite either, but I got into it. Less the military part and more the ‘everyone has to live in this contained space’ part. Plus the planes are cool. And you get your steps in. I wouldn’t PAY to go there, but hey. I don’t pay for field trips anyway. They’re just glad I’ll go.

I’ve come home from school every day this week pretty much right after, exhausted and sick. I slept Monday after school. The rest of the days, I just collapse on the couch with my tea and a book for a while until my sinuses clear a little bit and then I trace. So I’m close to done with the tracing…still…but not done…in fact, I could probably post the same tracing Wonder Under pictures in here every day and you probably wouldn’t notice.

I made it into the tree the other night. Trees are a pain. It’s my fault for drawing all these long interlocking bits and details.

Every time I do it, I swear at myself a little bit. But I have about 150 pieces left. So that’s good. Finish all the tree bits, trace the space cat and the spaceship, and I’m done. So maybe tonight? Tomorrow, I have to clean the girlchild’s room; she’s driving down from San Francisco to spend the week. Always good, although a bunch of work to get there. Hoping I have the energy tomorrow to do that.

I have two pieces at Citrus College in Glendora right now, part of the California Fibers’ show Over Under Over.

I’m not sure when I’ll be able to see them, because the gallery is usually only open when I’m teaching.

Which kind of sucks. The opening was midday earlier this week. I did not make it.

Sareytales remade Goodnight Moon about the current state of affairs.

It’s a little too real.

You can find her on Instagram.

OK. Ugh. I really don’t wanna do today. I had to buy a clear plastic purse, like when you go to concerts (I usually shove everything in a ziplock bag, but I need food and meds for this). One teacher was like, it’s only 90 minutes…well, it’s not, if you count getting all the kids ready, lining them up, getting them on the bus, riding the bus, coming back, repeat all the steps. It means I can’t eat from 9 to 1:10, and that’s too long for me and my recovering body, which feels like crap and doesn’t feel like eating most of the time. I’m trying to get today’s breakfast into me right now, and it’s like, nope. Don’t want it. Move on. Ugh. Frustrating. I wish I could just show a movie when I get back, but so many of my kids didn’t finish the academic thing yesterday. It’s mindboggling that they need a full 51 minutes to write 4 sentences. Sigh. I seriously watched some kids sit there for 15 minutes and not write a single word. So checked out. OK. Well. Grades, y’all. Grades. I’ll grade these after break. I’ve been trying to force myself through the last academic thing and I just can’t deal with it. I don’t have the brainpower either…sick self. I’ve been doing the easy stuff and leaving the harder stuff for when I have more mental space. Whenever that might be. Thanksgiving Break is never really stress free…there’s always a ton of school stuff to do and then all the family stuff on top of it. So if I can just pillow fort a little bit, that would be good.