Archive for March 6th, 2009

Touched by Art

March 6, 2009

Have you ever looked at something and just known that it was perfect for you.

I went to a “Salon” tonight, a small gallery with artwork by 6 of 7 different artists, held in a community center/renovated school. One of the artists is a friend of ours.

I wandered along, looking at the different offerings, and then one hit me.
It was a print by our friend, and it was perfect for me.
Titled “Contemplation,” it was a linoleum cut print (I think) of a person’s shadow stretching out over water, with gentle ripples. In blues.

It touched me. I don’t know if it was the artwork, the connection to water I always feel, the similarity to standing at the lake’s edge (ocean’s edge in Mexico for her), the fact that I had been up since 3, the fact that the artist lost her husband way to young last year, but it touched me. I told her that if it was still available at the end to get in touch with me. Somethings are just meant to be.

GOOD MORNING SEATTLE, er Sammamish

March 6, 2009

I feel like I am working in the Eastern Time Zone!

UPDATE:
GIVE ME A CUP OF COFFEE may have been a better title.
I live and work in Seattle, jitter capital of the US, and I have drunk coffee since I learned how in college. Usually I have about 1-1/2 cups of coffee made at work. Sometimes I will take a travel cup from home.

1st full cup – Today I had a travel cup from home
1/2 cup – Carl had a travel cup from home, but only got 1/2 drunk before he was deposited at the airport. So I added it to my 1/2 drunk cup.
2nd full cup – Our maintenance man is usually the first to arrive, and was kind enough to start the coffee right up since I was already here. So I had a cup of work coffee too. (didn’t want to hurt his feelings)
3rd full cup – And our department admin assistant brought me a latte. Just being nice like she is.

So it is 2, I have been here for about 9-1/2 hours, and am still doing relatively well. I was hoping to be down to non-thinking repetitive work by this time, but still have to finish a write-up for a presentation on Monday. The walk at lunchtime really helped to keep me alert. Sunny and brisk. But I can feel that little place in the back of my skull just waiting for anything that will allow it to instigate a meltdown into non-productivity.