recycled sweaters, wood, wire, paint, dryer lint, sisal fiber and socks

ch and hugo and i went to see the nick cave soundsuits exhibit at the chicago cultural center today. they were AMAZING. that's what costume is all about. he uses entirely found objects, and he loves sequins. the effect of all 30 or so of them grouped together is overwhelming. hugo couldn't handle it. these pictures are so far removed from seeing them in real life. which is so far removed from seeing them on someone- i may have to go back tomorrow night ot see a performace piece with them


thank you ch. thank you time out chicago. my world is a little bigger today because of you.

ok, and how's this for a transition? nick cave's pieces often have pointy heads resembling klan masks, and he talks about having to hide as an african american. and the first thing i thought when i saw the soundsuit on the advertisment was that it reminds me of the traditional dress of bermuda- the brightly colored costumes we saw in the parade. which reminds me that i should show you some bermuda pictures! it's been just a joy to upload them with the dsl. you have no idea.

here's z and dad as we're pulling into port:

here's z and i as the ship was docking:

dad and pam on the island- the light really doesn't do the color of the water justice.

and here we are fishing at the cove, that's tim and z:


and my one from philly- it's the museum from the train station. i love a nice trainstation.


let's see, what else. 2 more job possibilites. some chair covers and curtains for someone. and a columbia professor wants me to make this dress for his fiance for a surprise wedding present. she's always loved it, from rear window.
isn't that totally awesome?

another shaky transtion: columbia. i told you about the light up ice cubes columbia gave me at the senior party? christopher is very jelous.

i tmed him and he says he'll help me cut my hair tomorrow. so soon the dreads will be no more.

lately i've been feeling so ambivelent about them. i really hope removing them is the right decision. i will miss them so!


finally, let me tell you about the magic that's happening here. summer, goddess, it's glorious. i've lived here almost a year now, and every day i walk through the funeral home's parking lot. and there's a nasty thornbush with bits that pull at my skirts everytime i walk by. sure there were rosehips on it when i first moved in, but that doesn't mean anything. but now it's the begining of june, and just look:

as i said, magic.