Thursday, March 5, 2015

Theodor Kittelsen

Alas, though he was loved by the Norwegian people, the established art critics and publishers failed to thoroughly appreciate his work. Theodor Kittelsen died famous but utterly poor, and it was only after his death that he was awarded an artist´s salary by the state, the money being paid out to his widow, Inga Kristine (born Dahl) and their 9 children.
~The Art of TH Kittelsen


Illustrasjon til folkeeventyret Fugl Dam
by Theodor Kittelsen (1857-1914)

The Princess picking Lice from the Troll
by Theodor Kittelsen (1857-1914)

Pesta on the Stairs
by Theodor Kittelsen (1857-1914)

Per gynt i dovregubbens hall
by Theodor Kittelsen (1857-1914)

The Sea Troll
by Theodor Kittelsen (1857-1914)

Op under Fjeldet toner en Lur
by Theodor Kittelsen (1857-1914)

Soria Moria
by Theodor Kittelsen (1857-1914)

Woodpecker
by Theodor Kittelsen (1857-1914)


Monday, March 2, 2015

Marches, Bells, Weddings, Poets, Peasants, Anvils, Chimes...

Music rhythms are mathematical patterns. When you hear a song and your body starts moving with it, your body is doing math. The kids in their parents' garage practicing to be a band may not realize it, but they're also practicing math.
~Kareem Abdul-Jabbar


Sharing a song that one of my kids performed recently and another that she is still rehearsing. The former, "Instant Concert," contains bits of 30 songs. Before my daughter's band played "Instant Concert," the conductor said she would give a free cd to anyone who could name all 30 songs. I don't think anyone won it!



Tchaikovsky Research says: "The [Slavonic] March was commissioned by the director of the Russian Musical Society, Nikolay Rubinstein, for a concert in aid of victims of the conflict between Serbia and Turkey. Tchaikovsky received the request around 20 September 1876, and the completed full score is dated 25 September." 5 days!!!


Friday, February 27, 2015

Calm soul of all things!



Two peace-savoring poems today. The first is by Australian poet Louisa Lawson (1848-1920).

Give Me Only Peace
by Louisa Lawson

Rank with all its dower,
Pomp with all its train,
Wealth with all its power,
Give I these again.

Race with all its story,
Place with all its ease,
Fame with all its glory,
Give I also these.

Ask I for them? Never!
Let their mem'ry cease.
Take them all for ever—
Leave me only peace.

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An excerpt from Lines Written in Kensington Gardens
by Matthew Arnold

Calm soul of all things! make it mine
To feel, amid the city’s jar,
That there abides a peace of thine,
Man did not make, and cannot mar.

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I am giving away a copy of Herbs for Common Ailments: How to Make and Use Herbal Remedies for Home Health Care by herbal pioneer Rosemary Gladstar. It's from Storey Basics' Books for Self-Reliance series. If you would like to try making your own remedies, send me an email at tabatha(at)tabathayeatts(dot)com with your name and mailing address. I'll pick an entry at random on March 9th.


Heidi at My Juicy Little Universe has the Poetry Friday round-up today.

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Craters

crater -- a large, bowl-shaped cavity in the ground or on the surface of a planet or the moon, typically one caused by an explosion or the impact of a meteorite or other celestial body.

Crater Lake, Oregon
photo by Zainub Razvi

Crater from the 1962 "Sedan" nuclear test, Operation Plowshare
photo courtesy National Nuclear Security Administration

Ngorongoro Crater, Tanzania
photo by William Warby

Tongariro Crossing- Red crater
photo by L Gim

The Door to Hell gas crater, Derweze, Turkmenistan
photo by Tormod Sandtorv

Crater
photo by Mario André Cordero Alfaro

The crater of the volcano Poás, Costa Rica
photo by Peter Andersen

The largest crater in this picture of the Moon is Daedalus. Its diameter is about 58 miles.
photo taken by Apollo 11


Monday, February 23, 2015

Friday, February 20, 2015

Gifts, Wounds, and God's Thread

Love can change a person the way a parent can change a baby-- awkwardly, and often with a great deal of mess.
― Lemony Snicket


Dips and twists of love and land today...


Swiss cheese limestone by James St. John

The Stream
by Mona Van Duyn
for my mother

...I see your loving look wherever I go.
What is love? Truly I do not know.

Sometimes, perhaps, instead of a great sea,
it is a narrow stream running urgently

far below ground, held down by rocky layers,
the deeds of mother and father, helpless sooth-sayers

of how our life is to be, weighted by clay,
the dense pressure of thwarted needs, the replay

of old misreadings, by hundreds of feet of soil,
the gifts and wounds of the genes, the sort or tall

shape of our possibilities, seeking
and seeking a way to the top, while above, running

and stumbling this way and that on the clueless ground,
another seeker clutches a dowsing-wand

which bends, then lifts, dips, then straightens, everywhere,
saying to the dowser, it is there, it is not there,

and the untaught dowers believes, does not believe,
and finally simply stands on the ground above,

till a silver of stream finds a crack and makes it way,
slowly, too slowly, through rock and earth and clay...

Read the rest here.

And a short poem from Seamus Heaney:


Linda at TeacherDance has the Poetry Friday round-up.

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Fairy Gardens

Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you upon the wind,
Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame!
~William Butler Yeats

We've had dollhouses on Art Thursday before. Now we have an outdoor variant: fairy gardens.

Fairy tea party
photo by Heather

Primose Fairy sets out the food
photo by Heather

Fairy Garden Seating
photo by Susy Morris

For Emily
photo by Amanda Slater

A fairy shelter
photo by Chris Weber

Gnome Home for Antique-Rose Dryad, Ooak
photo by Rjabinnik and Rounien

Meadowlark Botanic Gardens in August
photo by DC Gardens

Want to make one?
* How to make a fairy garden
* Make your own fairy garden
* A collection of DIY fairy gardens
* Inspiration Gallery