This makes me kind of want to visit Zurich before the end of the month.
Over the winter, I finally made another sculpture. I call her “lumpy crossing.” She’s full of spray foam insulation, which I added during a severe cold snap that left people nervously watching the gauges on their propane and oil tanks. Adding the foam was a very slow process: if you add it all at once, it blorps out all over the floor.
The name comes from a story about the name of a place in the Northern of Ireland, Corrymeela:
Corrymeela is often translated from the original Irish as “Hill of Harmony” or “Hill of Sweetness.” But there is another and more probable translation. The name comes from a neighbouring townland, Corrymellagh, in the parish of Culfeightrin. Culfeightrin means in Irish “The Corner of the Stranger.” Corrymellagh means “The Lumpy Crossing Place.”
Perhaps the latter etymology is more apt for us: a place where differing groups, strangers to each other, are offered the opportunity to cross over into another space. And the crossing is “lumpy,” not easy, full of pitfalls.
What can I say about this last year? Not much. Except, maybe, that it has been a lumpy crossing.
(Actually, I think it is Kali’s year)
Here’s what the Kali canvas looks like after February 3rd’s open studio:
Somebody wrote on it in Arabic! He wouldn’t tell me what it meant. If you know, would you please tell me?
A small girl insisted on drawing a winged unicorn (with help from her mom):
And then she drew a cat:
Later in the evening, a friend told me about a cat who stole green beans whenever she cooked them. And I told her about a cat who loved potato chips.
One Easy Step to Declutter Your Soul:
- Stop reading lists