Photography

Window

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Window, Owen County, Indiana

I went out to Owen County today. It rained pretty much the whole time, which kind of sucked, but everything out there was impossibly green. It made a nice change from all the dead, brown grass in town. With the rain we’ve gotten the past couple of days, hopefully Bloomington will green up a bit before fall sets in for good.

The clean-up was kind of a pain in the ass, but I scored some fun art stuff and several small tackle boxes. Also, lots of quarters, so I might actually have enough change to do laundry in the morning.

Pets, Photography

Thursday Dog Blogging

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Waiting for Bedtime

Our evening routine consists of one last potty break, then Harriet and Pandora get their bedtime snack, then I brush my teeth, turn off lights, etc. Harriet waits for “real bedtime” in her own bed, while I feed the cat and finish getting ready. After I go to bed, she hops up on the big bed with me. This is her waiting in her own bed for “real bedtime.”

Art, Artist Books, Collage, Ladybusiness

Thursday Work

The Remembrancer:  The Best Laid Plans
The Remembrancer: The Best Laid Plans
collage (magazine clippings and architectural plans)
4 3/4 x 8 1/4 inches

The Remembrancer:  Sangre
The Remembrancer: Sangre
collage (ink jet print, book fragments, yearbook photos, magazine clippings, and altered Polaroid)
4 3/4 x 8 1/4 inches

The Remembrancer:  New Constellations
The Remembrancer: New Constellations
collage (anatomical illustration, magazine clipping, map, button, and yearbook photos)
4 3/4 x 8 1/4 inches

And with that, there is one two-page spread and two single pages to go, and the book will be done.

Crankypantsing

Excuse Me, Can I Park My Giant, Wooden Horse Here?

Have you ever been totally and completely boggled at the holes in others’ education? Yesterday, a coworker was searching for an AWOL book that a patron had requested be rush cataloged. The book? The Iliad. My coworker, armed with a printout of the catalog record, began to describe the book to me.

Coworker: It’s 600 pages.
Me: Yes, I know. I’ve read it about umpty times.
Coworker: Oh. Um.
Me: It’s good.
Coworker: It says it’s poetry. [Inconceivable that someone would read 600 pages of poetry!]
Me: It’s an epic poem. [Hmmm. Does she know what “epic” means?]
Coworker: [Looking at the bib record.] What’s the Trojan War?
Me: [Gobsmacked] I don’t think I can help you.

How?! How does that happen?! How can someone never have heard of the Trojan war, Homer, or The Iliad?

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Kalypso, from The Odyssey of Homer, translated by Richard Lattimore, 1991.

My copy of The Iliad is even more marked up than The Odyssey.

And, speaking of the Trojan war and people who appear to be completely ignorant of even the most famous parts of the story (via Got Medieval):