Friday, November 30, 2007
Pencil Bench
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
A Nice Message from a Stranger's Mass Email
Yesterday I received the following mass email from my Wilderness Society friends. Below is a special Thanksgiving message from Bethine Church. I found it sweet and touching and encompassing a true model of what Thanks Giving should be. I wanted to share:
First, some information on the author:
Bethine's perspective reaches all the way back to the passage of the Wilderness Act of 1964. Idaho Sen. Frank Church was a towering champion for that landmark legislation. Bethine is his widow and was part of that campaign with him.
She has worked for decades to help protect America's wilderness, as a member of The Wilderness Society's Governing Council and as a founder of a small land protection organization in Idaho, the Sawtooth Society. Her group continues to thrive. So does Bethine, who lives in Boise and says that she is "getting ready to celebrate" her 85th birthday in February. Her Thanksgiving message to you is below.
A Thanksgiving Reflection on Wilderness
By Bethine Church
When reflecting on the blessings that have enriched my life, I sometimes register these gifts at random, as though going through a file drawer of important things too rarely visited. Thinking of one always suggests others.
When that happens, wild places are high on my list. There is so much cement and blacktop, so much noise, in our lives! It is a blessing to be able to see places as God made them. I grew up on a ranch in Idaho and these special places were the backdrop for our lives. They have continued to be. When Frank and I were courting, there was a meadow near our ranch, right on the edge of the White Cloud Mountains. We would camp there and simply watch the stars as stars are meant to be seen.
That is an experience almost unattainable today but for protected wild places. Unless we fight to preserve them, our children and grandchildren will have that much less to be thankful for.
And that leads me to another gift for which I am thankful: the millions of Americans who rarely get to visit these places but who nonetheless rise up in defense of wilderness as both special place and vibrant idea. This is an act of generosity and faith. Surely, it is also an act of thanksgiving.
When Frank was working to guide the Wilderness Act of 1964 through the Senate, many of our Idaho neighbors said, "Oh, wilderness is just something for easterners, for rich people, not for us." They were wrong.
It is gratifying to see how Americans use wilderness today - as families, even toddlers, with backpacks large and small! That has been the case in our family, too. We've rafted together down the River of No Return in what is now the Frank Church River of No Return Wilderness. Those experiences strengthened our family and left our children and grandchildren a priceless legacy: a love of unspoiled places.
And as I sift through my little file cabinet of blessings, I am thankful for you and other Wilderness Society activists. We have a saying here in the West: "When you see a turtle on top of a fence post, you know it didn't get there by itself." We could not have come as far as we have come in our wilderness journey without you - without your willingness to act, without your generosity, without your commitment.
As I celebrate this most American of holidays with my own family, I will be thinking of you and yours. Thankfully.
First, some information on the author:
Bethine's perspective reaches all the way back to the passage of the Wilderness Act of 1964. Idaho Sen. Frank Church was a towering champion for that landmark legislation. Bethine is his widow and was part of that campaign with him.
She has worked for decades to help protect America's wilderness, as a member of The Wilderness Society's Governing Council and as a founder of a small land protection organization in Idaho, the Sawtooth Society. Her group continues to thrive. So does Bethine, who lives in Boise and says that she is "getting ready to celebrate" her 85th birthday in February. Her Thanksgiving message to you is below.
A Thanksgiving Reflection on Wilderness
By Bethine Church
When reflecting on the blessings that have enriched my life, I sometimes register these gifts at random, as though going through a file drawer of important things too rarely visited. Thinking of one always suggests others.
When that happens, wild places are high on my list. There is so much cement and blacktop, so much noise, in our lives! It is a blessing to be able to see places as God made them. I grew up on a ranch in Idaho and these special places were the backdrop for our lives. They have continued to be. When Frank and I were courting, there was a meadow near our ranch, right on the edge of the White Cloud Mountains. We would camp there and simply watch the stars as stars are meant to be seen.
That is an experience almost unattainable today but for protected wild places. Unless we fight to preserve them, our children and grandchildren will have that much less to be thankful for.
And that leads me to another gift for which I am thankful: the millions of Americans who rarely get to visit these places but who nonetheless rise up in defense of wilderness as both special place and vibrant idea. This is an act of generosity and faith. Surely, it is also an act of thanksgiving.
When Frank was working to guide the Wilderness Act of 1964 through the Senate, many of our Idaho neighbors said, "Oh, wilderness is just something for easterners, for rich people, not for us." They were wrong.
It is gratifying to see how Americans use wilderness today - as families, even toddlers, with backpacks large and small! That has been the case in our family, too. We've rafted together down the River of No Return in what is now the Frank Church River of No Return Wilderness. Those experiences strengthened our family and left our children and grandchildren a priceless legacy: a love of unspoiled places.
And as I sift through my little file cabinet of blessings, I am thankful for you and other Wilderness Society activists. We have a saying here in the West: "When you see a turtle on top of a fence post, you know it didn't get there by itself." We could not have come as far as we have come in our wilderness journey without you - without your willingness to act, without your generosity, without your commitment.
As I celebrate this most American of holidays with my own family, I will be thinking of you and yours. Thankfully.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
It's Chilly Out There
Monday, November 19, 2007
Happy Monday
Friday, November 16, 2007
"Honey I'm home I Just Have to Park the Boat"
Ilumination
I love interesting light fixtures. I am fascinated with them. Light is so important, both literally and metaphorically. I think that my interest in light began when studying the importance of light and illumination in painting. For example, North Renaissance painting uses light as a symbolic reminder that wherever there is light (streaming through a window of a church, over a figure etc) their is a presence of god. God = light. Although I find this symbolism quite lovely, I must say that does not correspond with my interest in light fixtures. But the principle of light giving life, meaning, comfort or something bigger and brighter (pun intended) is something that I find very interesting and important. Light effects everything for happiness to what lives and dies.
How that light is translated in an artificial way into an interior space by an artist or a designer for inner illumination is why I am always drawn to light fixtures. Here are a couple that I was recently drawn to!
Bathroom rope light. So artistically designed! I love it!

This is made of pipes and Swarovski crystal! I love the mix of industrial parts with chic sparkle! beautiful
How that light is translated in an artificial way into an interior space by an artist or a designer for inner illumination is why I am always drawn to light fixtures. Here are a couple that I was recently drawn to!
Bathroom rope light. So artistically designed! I love it!

This is made of pipes and Swarovski crystal! I love the mix of industrial parts with chic sparkle! beautiful
Monday, November 12, 2007
Friday, November 9, 2007
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Yesterday in one of my classes we discussed contemporary artist Matthew Barney. Barney is what we could consider a local boy from our own neck of the woods of Boise Idaho. He boasts a successful life of being a high school star athlete, a model for Ralph Lauren and Isaac Mizrahi, a drop out med student, married to crazy swan lady Bjork and a famous artist and performance artist that claims that Vaseline is among his favorite sculpting materials. This All American boy is more than all American. He has some pretty messed up images floating in his head. His ten year creation of conceptual film, Cremaster, is a contemporary creation myth that leaves any viewer questioning, "what the hell does it all mean?" It is surreal, absurd, and quite narcisistically promoting how amazing Barney himself thinks he is. He is not alone. Barney is the IT guy right now in the art world. But the question always looms, does he have any long lasting power. We'll have to see.
What interests me more about Barney is an idea he poses about growing up in the area that we did. Barney looks at the Rocky Mountains as a sort of literal and psychological wall that for people living by is difficult or nearly impossible to penetrate, conquer and jump over and leave. It does seem true that people who grow up in this area and in the giant Salt Lake Valley seem to stay forever. Why is that? Psychologically, could the looming mountains act as a wall to the east that gives us a feeling that we can't get over it? I have always felt that the wall of mountains acts as a screen, a sort of protective tool that keeps certain ideas in and other ideas out. It can be penetrated, but it is not easy. Could this same idea apply to people? I think so. Even more interesting, the people, most notably artists, that are from this area and do escape and climb over the wall seem to be very radical. Barney is THE perfect example of that! Maybe you have to be really radical and daring to leave and if so, is there any room for you if you ever want to come back? Is it even possible to really return to any sort of home after you have left?
These questions haunt my thoughts today. Will I ever leave? Do I really want to?
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
What has Annie been up to?
What has Annie been up to? It's a good question to be sure. I feel like I have been really busy, but as John and I laid in bed last night and watched Ratatouille with sleepy eyes (we both ended up falling asleep) I couldn't help but question why am I so tired from being so busy when I obviously have enough time to watch a kids movie (which I loved by the way)? **I might note that watching movies hardly, if not never ever happens on a week night.
The first reason is of course to be watching a movie on a weeknight is that I am slacking. I do in fact actually have plenty of stuff to do, namely lots of homework and research but I was so tired that I just couldn't get my strained eyes to do any type of intellectual work. Hmmm.. the questions keep on coming.
Well, I guess I'm going to have to blame it on daylight savings time (I feel like I have been out of town and trying to get back on local mode), work, work, school, more school and I am out of excuses!
Anyway.. here are a couple of things that I have been up to (warning: content may bore you out of your gourd!)
This is a flower arrangement I did last Friday for a lecture at the museum about Hindu Temples in Southeast Asia. I was pretty proud of myself for how this beauty turned out! My thanks to Jane for the inspiration!

Ok, this is one of my old friends at the Museum. He is a medieval figure from Europe that I have gotten rather attached to (no joke here)! I worked for a couple of weeks one and one with the museum's conservator on this guy to learn the proper ways to protect him!

I had to create a mount for him and then find a way to secure him to the mount. He was actually quite complicated to mount properly in order to protect him without putting stress on any parts of the object that could possibly cause it to break or crack in the future. I ended up using a thick brass wire to hold the object in place on the mount. Once I had the brass twisted and contorted how I needed it around the figure, I matched the colors of the object and painted the brass with archival paints so that the mount would blend in with the object and not distract the viewer!

This is how he turned out! Yesterday I finished up the piece by placing him in his plexi glass case. He is ready for the collection and also (sadly) no longer needs my assistance! I have been working on this object for over a month and am somewhat sad that he is completely finished and I have to let him go! I learned alot from working and conserving this peice!
The first reason is of course to be watching a movie on a weeknight is that I am slacking. I do in fact actually have plenty of stuff to do, namely lots of homework and research but I was so tired that I just couldn't get my strained eyes to do any type of intellectual work. Hmmm.. the questions keep on coming.
Well, I guess I'm going to have to blame it on daylight savings time (I feel like I have been out of town and trying to get back on local mode), work, work, school, more school and I am out of excuses!
Anyway.. here are a couple of things that I have been up to (warning: content may bore you out of your gourd!)
This is a flower arrangement I did last Friday for a lecture at the museum about Hindu Temples in Southeast Asia. I was pretty proud of myself for how this beauty turned out! My thanks to Jane for the inspiration!

Ok, this is one of my old friends at the Museum. He is a medieval figure from Europe that I have gotten rather attached to (no joke here)! I worked for a couple of weeks one and one with the museum's conservator on this guy to learn the proper ways to protect him!

I had to create a mount for him and then find a way to secure him to the mount. He was actually quite complicated to mount properly in order to protect him without putting stress on any parts of the object that could possibly cause it to break or crack in the future. I ended up using a thick brass wire to hold the object in place on the mount. Once I had the brass twisted and contorted how I needed it around the figure, I matched the colors of the object and painted the brass with archival paints so that the mount would blend in with the object and not distract the viewer!

This is how he turned out! Yesterday I finished up the piece by placing him in his plexi glass case. He is ready for the collection and also (sadly) no longer needs my assistance! I have been working on this object for over a month and am somewhat sad that he is completely finished and I have to let him go! I learned alot from working and conserving this peice!
Thursday, November 1, 2007
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