…Beloved ChicoChe…the lowest on our cat totem pole is this week's Pets of the Week winner…I know…there is no highest or lowest, but let's just say ChicoChe does not avail himself for much mutual contact with Richard and I…he was born in the closet and is still a bit of a closet case. We love him…every so often he allows us to pet him for about 15 seconds. However, ChicoChe is a defined honorary member of this Groove Scene and he is loved dearly…the package is on its way to Baltimore…Life is good and we are enjoying these July rains!!!!!
Archives for July 2010
…deliver the large package that I am sending from San Miguel de Allende, Mexico to Baltimore, Maryland in the US…the content inside is a small child's chair….it's meant for an exhibition at the American Visionary Art Museum…I had a glorious time making it and I wish for the journey north to be just as glorious and safe…Richard and I are doing good…we could certainly use a bit more rain here in the high country South of the US Border…but no tropical storms, please. I have heard of the chaos that Hurricane Alex left in his wake when he washed ashore in Northern Mexico and all the destruction from the torrents of rain and wind….Goddess, bless my package…Safe passage!
…I may have said this before…Anne Sexton had a book of poems years ago called "That Awful Rowing Toward God"…I can relate, Anne, but I don't stop at "awful"…first of all, if you don't believe in the global myth called "God"….and you can tune into something a bit cozier and less distant called "godliness"…and include one's self in this "godliness"…well by then you have taken responsibility for your part in the creative process along with the "Whole Shabang"…that is where the rowing becomes not awful but a delicious transcendent mystical Groove Thing. So this rowing through the Groove leads me in so many directions and the feelings come and go and sometimes I just watch the magic unfold and can only be amazed and dive into the mix of all that is and all that ain't!
…..I finished the piece that is for the Exhibition at the American Visionart Art Museum. The show opens in October. We are going to wrap the piece tomorrow and it should be shipped out by the end of the week. I spent a good amount of time on this piece and it was a real boost for my energy level. I really needed to cook nice and hot for awhile. I will be donating the piece as a part of their permanent collection at the museum…so this particular work is leaving home….this morning I had a deep insight into my relationship with this work. I saw my love affair with the unknown and my desire to follow the clues that the piece revealed to me as I moved along in the creative dance. It was quite magical…I am reminded of a drawing that a friend of mine gave me on my fortieth birthday…actually it was two drawings…on the bottom of the first drawing she wrote, "when the mind stops…." and on the bottom of the second drawing she wrote, "…the Mystery begins…". She was so right on that one….Thanks so much Prartho for that divine reminder….
…after typing quite possibly the grooviest blog entry of this entire blog known as the Chapel of Jimmy Ray…my computer locked up and I was unable to copy what I had written about "The Importance of Being Groovy"…and how I tied it all together with a mention of our living in a post-Oscar Wilde world here at Casa de Las Ranas…so it is lost and I could never type that up again…So moving into the moment, there has been a tie for this week's pet of the Week Award. The Award is shared by Slidell Schultz, the grooviest Labradoodle on the face of the Earth and dear divine Perla Groove who has often been accused of being a pillow…So congrats to our loving friends…their cat sister, Cielo returns home to the Groove en la mañana….such is the Groovy Life Richard and I share…
…or at least that is the plan. But we know about plans and me…don't we? I must admit, that I am completely stoked by the return of the Grooviest Cat That Ever Lived. Cielo returned the other night after eleven days of being "missing". My friend Kathy in Austin said, while Cielo was gone, "maybe she is on retreat". I liked that observation on Kathy's part. She imparted that to me on Facebook chat…so 21st Century in all the trappings… I marvel at the tenacious spirit of dear Cielo. Right now she is at the Vet's recuperating from a large wound that she suffered on her leg. I would think that the injury was the cause of her retreat. But quite frankly, she was skin and bones when she returned and that was sad. I took this photo of her when we were feeding her the other night. Check out how emaciated she appears near her back haunches…but our Dear Friend is home and I like to think that this is a pretty groovy situation…in the meantime, I am hard at work in the studio getting this piece ready for Baltimore…such is this Divine Groovy Life…..