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Wednesday, January 31, 2007
The Backbone Campaign
If you were in Washington D.C this past weekend for the march you might have seen the 70 foot long Giant Spine and the Chain Gang, prison-suited facsimiles of Bush, Cheney, Rumsfeld, and Rice). These awesome visual displays were a part of The Backbone Campaign. The Backbone Campaign uses ART to get the message across in a very effective way. I found two videos.
The first one very thoroughly explains The Backbone Campaign.
The 2nd shows the debut of the Bush Chain Gang in NYC.
Please go over to THEPEACETRAIN.ORG and read my post on the march on Washington. It was an awesome day. Human from Carbon Paper has a great post on the March for Peace as well as links to some other bloggers that were marching for PEACE. Check it out.
I am back from my much needed excursion to NYC. I do love a trip to the city. There is no better companion for me in the city than my husband John. He seriously moves with such ease in the city. Never lost, completely comfortable and at ease with everyone he comes across. I just tell him what I want to do and he gets me there.
We arrived on Friday and immediately took to the streets for a little shopping. We weren't taking any pictures until John saw this sculpture which he insisted on being photographed with.
It was right outside of Nobu but it was to crowded so we grabbed dinner at our favorite pizza place, Angelos. I had a salad, John had pizza and chicken cacciatore. When we got back to the hotel we had drinks in the bar and then retired to our room and watched a hysterical Louie C.K. comedy show. I loved his show Lucky Louie. If you have never seen it you MUST. (Wait until the kids are in bed for sure.) Check out this youtube of him. Or just go to youtube and search Lucky Louie for some really funny clips.
Okay so back to NYC... Next morning we hits the streets again. We were trying to hit the Chelsea flea market we love but it had snowed the night before so no one was there. Bummer. We were hungry somewhere around NoLita and someone told us to get breakfast at Cafe Colonial. It was this great little Brazilian Cafe. The menu was terrific. I exercised control and ordered a protein shake and John ordered eggs, hash browns, sausage and toast. I never realized how much self-control it takes to eat 3 meals a day w/him.
Next stop, Empire State Building. We had never been to the top so we decided to check that off our list. BAD idea!
It was so freaking cold and windy up there I couldn't think much less take in the view. Luckily John persevered and got some pictures. Awesome view. Loooong way down.
We headed back and once again found a graffiti wall. Can't pass up a chance to get a shot of art.
My sister Carla and her husband Scott were coming in on the train around 11:00 so we headed back to the hotel. By this time John was on a roll w/the camera and was even snapping shots in crowded elevators. I was annoyed. He would always try to start a conversation w/the elevator crowd and they usually just stared at him. He kept trying though. It would have been a better shot had he taken pictures of them.
We stopped by Carla and Scotts room for a little.
Finally it was time to leave for the show. We decided to walk to the theatre despite the bitter cold. I bought a hat off a street vendor after the Empire State Building and was glad I had it. Carla wished she had one.
We arrived at the show.
Our seats were excellent. The show was awesome. The set design was fantastic. Christine Ebersole nailed the part of Little Edie. The back story we all agreed was just right. I felt like they really conveyed the story well. Edies disappointment in life just made me cry in the end. I was really moved. In fact Carla and I cried halfway down the block afterward. It's a must see for sure. It was definitely a plus seeing it with Carla and Scott as they are both from the theatre. It made for a little more in depth discussion.
John bought me a couple souvenirs from the show. A Grey Gardens t-shirt and a pin. They sold a bunch of different "Edie-isms" on pins.
Next stop, Strip House in the West Village. We had entirely too much fun.
We laughed so hard. Something like this...
Carla is so endlessly good in front of the camera. I just can't show you all the good shots. But her shiny happy face will be this posts ending shot. If only the photographer was a good as the subject. Then again it does convey the feeling of the end of the evening.
Big fun folks. Now it's back to reality.
Ooops! I almost forgot. The obligatory annual shot of the Strip House men's room:
I've been tagged by the ever cool Bluegrrrrl for the artsy fartsy meme and I'm going to go for it since I haven't been posting to much. Too busy in the studio. I will be opening the kiln today to see the fruits of my labor. Hopefully they won't be rotten. I will be in NYC this weekend which should produce one post anyway. Until then...
Name a book that you want to share so much that you keep giving away copies:
When it comes to books it is always hard for me narrow it down to one. There are SOOO many important and just plain entertaining books. I think every American should read Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee. One of my all time favorite books isThe God of Small Things. The first time I read it I finished it and immediately turned to the first page and started it again. Just beautiful.
Name a piece of music that changed the way you listen to music:
Changed the way I listen to music? Hmmm. Depending on my mood and the music, I listen to it all differently. And I have always been exposed to all kinds of music... Sometimes it's about the emotion of the piece and sometimes the lyrics and sometimes the rhythm. Obviously I am struggling with this one. I don't have a piece that changed the way I listen to music. Sorry.
Name a film you can watch again and again without fatigue:
Monsoon Wedding. Out of Africa. Heartburn. Blue Sky.The Right Stuff. Alamo BayAnd I do like watching Sissy Spacek in Coal Miners Daughter. If I think about it I could go on and on.
Name a performer for whom you suspend all disbelief:
The Kiss by Gustav Klimt. Klimt is one of my favorites. I love Art Nouveau. I love the way this painting is so mosaic. And I love the feel of this. The way she is enveloped by him. And held.
Name a work of fiction which has penetrated your real life:
Every book I read penetrates my real life. I honestly think thats why I have such a love of books. I could write a list of books and how they effected me or what they gave me but it would be too long.
Name a punch line that always makes you laugh:
I am one of those people that can't tell a joke or remember one. I do laugh everytime my children imitate Napoleon Dynamite.
Now, I don't normally tag people but I am going to and just don't do it if you don't want to.
I tag... Spadoman, Mark, (I'd like to see whatTUAwould say but I know he won't do it),Aliceand Beth (put it in the comments Beth) . Actually I am interested in what all my blogger friends would answer so feel free!
Today is my main man's birthday. He is looking fine! And to prove it, here is a pic from way, way, way back when we first started dating. (I can't even believe I could get a date with that freaking hair. Hid-e-ous. Whatever.)
I received a very short email from Michael yesterday. He cursed the internet and said he'd been trying to get to the email for days to get in touch with me. I guess it is just so slow. I was hoping email was going to be a constant source of communication for us. The good news is he will be getting his leave in early February rather than May. I am elated. He said to wait for his call (got that one down) and be ready because though he knows when he'll be leaving he can't say when he will get here. I'm ready.
The bad news is that IED's seem to be everywhere. They are narrowly missing them. Even missing them causes injuries. It's a nightmare. We need to bring the troops home.
I watched the 60 Minutes interview last night. I do despise that man. He can't be human.
We went out for 99 cent taco night at a local restaurant the other night and ran into a bunch of Michaels friends. It was very good to see them. One boy was just out of the Marines. He said Michael was going to need a big party when he was on leave. I'm a little afraid of those young kids but I'm gonna do it.
When my 13 y.o. son got home from school yesterday he came to me w/a paper and pen and said, "Mom write this note for me. Dear Mr. ( ), Johnny can not watch the presidents speech because he must be in bed by 9pm."
I would have loved to accommodate him. You know I would. I knew I was doomed to watch w/him. Halfway through the program Johnny said "What an idiot!". Then the phone rang and it was my oldest daughter Taylor. "Are you watching? I can't stand him."
After Coffee Messiah recommended a flick I was inspired to make my own recommendations. Here they are.
I never feel like I am watching the same old Hollywood formula movie when I watch a foreign film. They make me think and stick with me. They don't tie everything up with the happiest ending. They give you a fresh story. You are missing out if you don't check a few out. I particularly love The House of Sand.
I think I have mentioned this one before but it is worth mentioning again. Schultze Gets the Blues is just so good. It's about a miner in Germany who plays Polka music. He gets a taste of Zydeco and sets off for Louisiana. Just the best. This is the film that convinced my 13 year old son that foreign films rock.
Sorry folks. No pictures. It was raining. It was all too new for me to hold the sign, an umbrella and snap some pictures. But I am so glad I went.
The vigil was held by a group of Women In Black in a town near where my oldest daughter goes to school. It was raining throughout most of my drive and I was hoping it wouldn't cause the event to be cancelled. Sure enough a small group of women showed up at the appointed time. They welcomed Taylor and I and told us all about their very active group. Taylor fit right in and handed out flyers to people on the street. I believe she will continue help out at events w/this group. I would love to find a group closer to me. Way closer. A woman there told me to start my own WIB in my town. I have never even participated in an event like this before though and I would like a little experience. This particular women was 87 years old and calls herself a geri-activist. It was a very inspiring day. I loved sharing it with Taylor.
Okay folks, I'm moving forward. Tomorrow I will be attending a silent vigil with my daughter for the 3005 fallen Americans of the war. That is a number that just doesn't stop growing. I encourage you to click the link below and watch the movie. (I did try to put the movie on my page but apparently I am just not capable of that feat.)
I have not been a very good blogger. That's because I have been just about brain-dead. I put out my final meal of the old year to celebrate the new year with John's family. I barely eked it out. I made stuffed shells w/ an arribiatta sauce, crab and shrimp linguine w/radicchio, chicken marsala and an excellent salad (I thought). There were plenty of desserts including the canolli but I am too tired to list them all. I truly love having all the family over throughout the holidays. It's a lot of fun. It's a shame I don't see them more often.
I am so ready to get back in the studio and chill. I have a sink to work on and my and Carla's mosaics. And a bunch of mosaic mirrors.
And that's what I will be doing until later in January when I will be cashing in a gift I received from my husband. I am too excited about it. I received tickets to Grey Gardens! I do love going to NYC.
P.S.- I also got a pair of red,high-top,Chucks. Go figure.