IntroParticipating in the last 3 years of Cheryl Sleboda's spring clean blog hop has been critical in my development as an artist and my life. Not joking. Seriously, I am too busy, too engineer, too Spock, too Sheldon, too much geek or what ever box you chose to put me in. Yes, I know, I am like Yoda--weird and small saying things and doing things that don't make sense to all. I mean no disrespect. Only respect to the Quilting / Sewing world, I have. I have the future sewing people in mind. Yes, I may seem light and funny, like when I say I was kicked out of a quilt show. It was only for being there past closing and I turned it into a simple bond between those who were there. But I know it can be taken out of context. It takes a long time to say things succinctly and well. Making art, pushing the envelope into the audacious, that's not simple--it doesn't follow the steps A,B,C. Oh and yes, I work full-time, I came home to update my blog, cause I inadvertently did not follow the rules. So I'm off the work clock. check out the awesome list of players in the blog hop List is both on a previous post, linked above and at very end of this post. Before blog hop photo After blog hop photo of my physical sewing studio (YES, my physical space is less neat, more messy. I donated my cool trashcan, I donated a quilt, I created a mess, I am on the phone with a Yelp Account Executive as I type this so I'm also working the business side. My face photos are sideways, sorry I will fix that soon, but you get the gist--hair is purple. I wanted bald, so purple was a compromise. Heck yeah, I'm different. Still I love you and want awesome stuff for the world. Peace!
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One of my heroes, was a princess that became a General.Happy StarWARS day--May the Fourth be with you--well actually, may the force be with you every day. I wish I could give you the force, all I can do is wield my force, my power with the best of my powers and be an example. OMG, not be a shining beacon of perfection. NOPE, I prefer to be a small, greenish, big eared weirdo that talks funny. Laugh at my hope, there is good in the world--and I chose to feed that joy.
What you feed grows.MsV told me that, and her son is actually a superhero. My favorite princess is not Princess Leia. My favorite princess is General Organa, and I have a special love for Carrie Fisher. I didn't know her personally--but I read her book, I mean postcards. I know that there is great power in having some fame, it's also quite intoxicating--lucky me, my sisters named me "Lame Ame"--yes it does rhyme. So in 25 minutes May the Fourth starts in the Eastern US. I plan to be asleep by then, but this post will go live right at midnight. I'll likely update this post, correct any errors in it, add some more links, photos... but only in my minutes in between. I've had a heck of a year. but I choose joy and love, so that's how I roll. My Studio is Me. My words, my stories, my ideas. So it was more than just cleaning a room. I taught a class...Scratch that--no, I guided an experience at the International Quilt Festival called "Face Your Fears." PS--an awesome group indeed, to which I said as I closed the door, this is our space, our home for the next few hours and we aren't here for others to peek in and watch.
Safe SpaceI created a Facebook group -- sewFUNfriends with 3 simple rules--please feel welcome to come check it out. https://www.facebook.com/groups/SEWFUNFRIENDS/ PS-no sewing requirements other than finding a connection in fabric to one another. 3 years now, I've been part of Cheryl Sleboda's Spring Clean your Studio Blog hop. I'm so honored. My art, my studio, my life is always evolving--well life is constantly changing--I chose to make smart business decisions. So when I recommend someone, it's not because we are friends, it's because you have skills/qualities that I think can be of power, in the fight of good, vs evil. Yes everything is part of that battle.
Now, stop reading so much into each and every word
To Quote Tracy Ulman--go home!Good night, let's keep in touch on StarWars day, the Quattro de Mayo--when I wake from sleep, I'll paste in the photos.
May the fourth be with you!Before photo After photo Some of my favorite lines from General Fisher in an interview...
- Look, I wouldn't be anywhere else at this hour, except TV.
- I think in my mouth, so I don't lie.
- No, I'm a female in Hollywood, over the age of lets say 40, well, lets say 50...
- What I'm going to stop now [being Princess Leia, General Leia]
- Ridiculous in a really good way.
- I try not to respond as an adult.
- Normally, I wouldn't talk about it, but you are so thin so let's talk about it
- What music makes this worthwhile?
- I thought I was doing other stuff.
- People that are normal and have other genes.
- Gary is bored as hell.
- That you know of!
I'm out--catch you again after the sun goes down!
whatever, thanks to the Big G, my parents for my life. My best, I will strive to be.Check out the other blog hoppers in this awesome group May 1 – Teri Lucas – www.terificreations.com May 2 – Tammy Silvers – www.tamarinis.typepad.com May 3 – Emily Breclaw – www.thecaffeinatedquilter.com May 4 – Amalia Morusiewicz – www.FUNfromAtoZ.com May 5 – John Kubiniec – www.bigrigquilting.com/blog/ May 6 – Debby Brown – www.higheredhands.blogspot.com May 7 – Melissa Marie Collins – www.melissamariecollins.blogspot.com May 8 – Delve MIY – www.fronddesignstudios.wordpress.com May 9 – Misty Cole – www.mistycole.com May 10 – Sam Hunter – www.huntersdesignstudio.com/blog May 11 – Dale Ashera-Davis – www.dalead.wordpress.com May 12 – Sara Mika – www.mockpiestudio.blogspot.com May 13 – Sarah Trumpp – www.Wonderstrumpet.com May 14 – Carma Halterman – www.beanstrings.blogspot.com May 15 – Jessica Darling – www.jessicakdarling.com May 16 – Lisa Chin – www.lisachinartist.comMay 17 – Sally Johnson – www.sallysquiltingcorner.blogspot.com May 18 – Mandy Leins – www.mandalei.com/blog May 19 – Shruti Dandekar – www.13woodhouseroad.com May 20 – Jane Davila – www.janedavila.com May 21 – Ebony Love – www.lovebugstudios.comMay 22 – Cheryl Sleboda – blog.muppin.com
"Ted, is he that guy that uses the F-word all the time?"That's the answer, that I got to did you see Papa Francesco on a TED talk? Admittedly, this friend is not big on social media--and maybe that's a good thing.
JEDI LevelFirst off, us humans--admit it, you are human--we don't like to feel stupid. I'm so proud of this friend, whose response was laughter and human joy when I said--no those 15 min, on a stage presentations--you know, TED TALKS. Yes, finding humor and being at ease--these are definitely Jedi level qualities. AND yes, I love my StarWars mythology--yes, mythology--much more than the stories, books, or movies.
Meeting MercuryThursday lunch for me was a 1pm quick drive through lunch. Not at the King or the Arches--but at a temple of caffeine and cool:
Saint Arbucks.The young dude at at Starbucks, a young adult (not a kid), as per his nametag, he is MERCURY. I see it when, "I pull up" to swap my plastic money with the dude at the window, for caffeine, sugar and protein (yeah, I know not real food.) I couldn't resist and ask, "first or last name--and did your folks like Greek Mythology, and he seemed pleased to be associated with Freddie Mercury.
Truthfully (why do we say, truthfully? doesn't it put the rest in question)Truthfully, I don't know if he knows Queen's long lost front man, or that Hermes is Greek and Mercury, Roman? I didn't bring that up. Why? cause the words of Papa Francesco--which are so much like those of a certain webslinger, So you say, I am not powerful? I know that it's a luxury to spend $17.76 at a drive through, in a vehicle I own--yes 2 Fraps (extra caramel) and a protein box) I wield my responsibly with care and purpose. Last Saturday, I got up early and drove out to Historic Ellicott City, to have breakfast at Bean Hollow and drink coffee from a genuine mug made in a Barn. Yes, I did tweet this, surprised a young relative. Since, I'm not a JEDI level Tweeter, I didn't tag StArbucks properly. But, that's ok. I wasn't looking to chat with @starbucks, just the world at large to say;
I'm going for real, real is better.
St.Arbuck, I'm going for a natural colored, natural flavored beverage in a mug made of clay. No #unicorns for me, real is better!— Amalia Morusiewicz (@FunfromAtoZ) April 22, 2017
Sometimes the basic and simple is just divine.Back to 420. I fact check, I love to pop in links for you to learn more info. In this case, I will just tell you--someone thought that was the time of day to take drugs, as in smoke weed. Sorry, you don't like that I called it drugs, and lumped it in with worse felons of the hard drugs. Eek, I don't talk about drugs even alcohol very often. But for you I will. In college, my friends and I had a little song "this is what I have to do pretending to be drunk." What I'm saying is, being silly with friends is fun. Staying safe because you have a brain, what's awesome. Now, you don't need to admit to your friends that you are taking advice from TiaTere and staying sober. We had a little story about someone named Dan Garrus.
Dan Garrus?Was he a code word (yes, for dangerous) or an imaginary person? Either way, he seemed to always pop up in situations that weren't safe. Now please don't think that I want you to lead a boring life. Nope, I want you to get to do amazing things, and live to tell about it, until you die, which we all will, cause we are human. But we really do have a lot to do on Earth, so stay safe, hunger for knowledge, create beautiful experiences and just be awesome. Remember laying in the grass, and I mean on the lawn as kids--watching clouds float by, or just listening to the rain while reading a book--yes, made out of paper--a real book. Unless the future has really changed a lot, you can still do that. If you need to borrow a kid so you don't look like an adult acting silly alone. Or take a furry baby along. There is rain and hail outside as I write this, maybe the big G is giving me applause for writing my truth. Maple, our sweet scared dog, is jumping on my lap, and tucking her petite 80 pounds into the crook of my arm. Maple the dog is scared of thunder and it helps that I'm with her. I don't coddle, sorry, it's not who I am, but I also don't say to her suck it up buttercup. She's a dog, not an adult human, she sees what I do and how I do it. It affects how she behaves and feels. Yes, don't you think that animals feel? Look at them for yourself using your powers of observation. Drink some water, eat good food, smell some flowers until your allergies go bonkers and do good stuff. You aren't alone, we all get that feeling of being human. Be smart, just cause you have a hat that says lion tamer, does not make you a lion tamer. We didn't all have the same experiences in the past, and we won't all have the same lives in the future. I'm tired of the days each being the national day of this or that. When everything has so much meaning, does anything really have any meaning?
Know what I think is audacious?Being present, being sober, being real. Yeah, I know that might not seem like your parent's version of cool. Guess what? You define your own cool. Seriously, Tia Tere tells it like it is.
PS--our planet needs to be cared for, and our choices make a difference.
Life is better than a fairy tale.
Life is Engineering.There is an ebb and flow in life. Way back in the my software engineering days, I posed a question to Tom DeMarco at the Eye-Triple-E Software Engineering Conference in Chi-town and got this response:
"You are too cynical for your years."Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not pessimistic, I'm a pragmatic realist, and I'm hopeful. Someday, I'll share me question with you. Today, I texted my cousin, (and fashion expert) to announce that
my pants have shrunk in the waist and butt area.I know that sounds like whining but it's not. It's reality. So I followed up my text with
My plan is to wear skirts and work out. Being old is inevitable, being out of shape is not.BTW, my version of work out is really to eat a good breakfast, move more and chew my calories. I'm not cynical, I'm an engineer. Copy That!
My first reaction was "wow, cool photo!" My second reaction was to count the eggs, and wonder how this occurred. Seriously, out of curiosity! Look at the eggs at the bottom left, one of those might be intact. Something about human nature to try to put things together and find solutions. What if the solution to these broken eggs is to take the photo and capture the moment? Seems of late, that if there is no photo or video, there is no proof--and if anything occurred before the invention of technology, well forget about that! Although I like me some humor, I'm not writing fiction. Life is funny enough, and stories, well--stories are tools. Blab, blab, blab, and so on Are you still reading? Good, cause I'm sharing one of my first Mom Moments. Laugh if you like, cause I'm not your typical mom. A long time ago, in a universe that seemed like science fiction, but was oh so real--the Kid, broke a glass--not a mug or a cup, but a glass. Shards everywhere, the look on his face of OH-NO was severe. He turned to me expecting words or frustration. Instead, I gated off the kitchen (doggie gates) said to the Kid, "I'm not mad [it was clearly a mistake] but I'm also not going to clean it up for you." I was pretty proud of my Mom Moment, laugh if you like. Yes, cleaning up glass off of ceramic tile, when there are 200 pounds of dog in the house was not a minor activity. Yes, I probably did give it a good inspection before letting puppy paws venture near. I really wasn't mad about the glass, I got mad about an April fools joke--I'll tell you that later. Yes, we would all love to have everything magically cleaned up for us. Ironically, my sister's blog had words of an apron that mom made her. I have no memory of that, and it just doesn't register in my mind as something my mom would make. Funny thing is we all have such different memories of the same experiences. I wonder what Deborah Boschert was thinking when she snapped the cracked eggs photo? I wonder if I would have written this sooner if she was the lone culprit in this egg-sperience? Sometimes a little bit of distance from an event is needed for us to appreciate the yolk of it all.