Oh me oh my oh... look at miss Ohio.

Working on a series of Cleveland, Ohio themed screen prints. A fleshing out of the preview from my last post. I've got some on fabric that I'm embroidering back into that are coming soon! Eyes peeled my lovelies :) !

small screens and logs

Little things. I leave Cleveland, but I can never really get out of Cleveland :) Investigations in identity through the obsession of being from somewhere...

Ira Glass & Dan Savage Love Cast

This American Life and The Savage Love Cast collide! My two favorite podcasts in one, anyone that has not heard it needs to dial up now. Sooooo much goodness, one of the best podcasts I have had in a long time! The intellectual musings meets brash honesty in a way it should much more often! A breath of "fresh air" (pun %100 intended!)

"We're fooling ourselves, we don't have sex - sex has us. Who are we kidding?" - Dan Savage

http://www.thestranger.com/SavageLovePodcast/archives/2012/01/31/savage-love-episode-276

GET INTO IT!

Revisions of thought.

I think that there's merit in it, and I think it hurts because it's supposed to. I think all the tiny pieces that have broken off and buried themselves in my heart have made their way there for a purpose. I know that I am supposed to learn from them and take my own advice. I recently came to understand that Walter Benjamin quote I posted a few weeks back a little better, or at least just on a different level. The other meaning is still there, I've just found a new one hiding out. "The only way of truly knowing a person is to love them without hope". At first I saw the obvious read, 'let it go - what's meant to be will be. I still believe that, and take comfort in the idea of it. The other meaning that I stumbled upon, or just figured out, or maybe made up - who knows (and I don't think it really matters, because it helps me and that's what's truly important here...) is that knowing someone, really knowing them and having them know you (and I mean REALLY know you. Not just the kind of knowing that's based on mannerisms, or subjective familiarity) is not feeling "what will be will be", but knowing what you have. It's about something unrequited, that you don't have to hope for or feel awkward about. It's about loving someone without hope, because when it's real and reciprocated you don't have to hope. You know you already have it.