sorry....

My computer....click..whirrr...clikbeeep
i coax it to life for
one more time...just one more
       time
outmoded, obsolete, must update, must update
it burps
"looking for virtual memory" but it slumbers

no space...oh look! i hear the pipe
band, predictable
click...whirrr
the old chair with the striped cushion
rages against the storm,
holds fast, but i must update
replace, replace*


*sorry, my browser and computer apparently make updates to my blog nearly impossible.

the beat goes on...

I've been busy. Too busy, it seems to keep this blog updated. Ah well...better late than not at all.

I have plans for a project requiring hardcover books that I intend to alter. The libraries in Calgary offer used hardcover books for a mere 50 cents each so I greedily grabbed what I could from one near my home. My only considerations for these books were the dimensions and thickness. Subject matter didn't matter, as little would be recognizable once I was through with these books.

Well, Sweetie-Pie-Love-of-My-Life and I were about to embark on an R & R holiday, so I decided to take these books along to read--why waste a good book?

And what a coincidence! The main character in each book I had read had some connection to the arts! One was an art historian, another an art therapist. One involved a playwrite and actors. A most interesting one involved a woman who had fallen in love with a psychopathic, murderous artist who was confined in an asylum owned her psychiatrist husband.

It's a sign.

I'm too surrounded by art to give it up.