Christmas XII
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Tanja Butler’s Mondrian and the Magi
For a well-considered visual environment
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I’m not sure I’ve ever liked the chubby, Coca-Cola Santa Clause. My kind of St Nicholas is thin and robed, like the carving my grandfather made me many years ago.
30 December 2011 Leave a Comment
Via the Anam Cara blog

Unfortunately Anam Cara doesn’t cite the painting.
5 January 2011 2 Comments
In a sense the end of this Christmas season seems more like the inception of the new year to me than January first. Thus I now find myself wondering what the next 12 months will look like, should look like. What do I want them to look like? For starters:
There are also murmurings of a jaunt for our tenth anniversary and some excitement surrounding a potential business venture for the wife and her fiber arts. What’s realistic and how we prioritize our 2011 hopes and dreams will become clearer in a month or so.
4 January 2011 Leave a Comment
The icicle to the right is a handmade ornament by my wife, who is getting deeper and deeper into her fiber arts. She finally has a drum carder for prepping fibers to be spun, and I’m actually wondering with all of the fluffy wools floating around the house how I might incorporate the fibers into my sculptures.
And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christa the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”
Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,
“Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests.”
When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.”
So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.
1 January 2011 Leave a Comment
I received a few books for Christmas including The Kiln Book — on how to build kilns — and Asphalt Nation
by Jane Holtz Kay. I’ve begun reading Asphalt Nation and, not surprisingly, it’s pretty captivating.
Advent and Christmas (and, for many, New Years) are times of reflection. Do certain technologies hinder our ability for introspection, extrospection, observation? From the book:
Why can’t we step back and see the servant become the master? Why have we failed to see the consequences of the car’s mischief, its down-right malice to community life and autonomy for many? Media theorist Mark Crispin Miller, in analyzing television, that other so-called technological servant, has speculated that the medium is so integral to the ambient culture that we can no longer isolate ourselves to gain a perspective on our place within its landscape. There is just no surveillance point from which to stand aloof and view the impact of television’s toll. The analogy with the automobile holds. The world through the windshield and the world through the television window alike isolate us from our surroundings.
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