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Archive for August, 2014

BEING NEW

Friday, August 15th, 2014

BEING NEW

A rolling, snowballing buttress
whats learning’s like
when you’re a kid

So fast, everything coming in
So fast, so much assimilated

Everything new
math problems: new
words: new

What your family’s like
What you can expect from friends

If reincarnation true
at least being born
feels like a clean slate
an etch-a-sketch chance
for better chain direction

Spirit flowing
like Helen Keller’s water,
those in the know
dabbing us with
the invisible

Baptism
of sacred
fount

We strain to understand
what it’s about

What signs are incidental
and what are indicators
from the schisms
in the babble
around

~ Lady

 

41.4822° N, 81.6697° W, August 2014, so far

Sunday, August 10th, 2014












41.4822° N, 81.6697° W, August 2014, so far

 

The Gold Standard & The Silver Lining Show

Friday, August 8th, 2014

the birds & bees

These are Lady’s and my pieces for
The Gold Standard & The Silver Lining Show
October 10 – November 1, 2014
Doubting Thomas Gallery
856 Jefferson Ave, Cleveland, Ohio, 44113

curated by Joanie Deveney.

Lady’s been talking about making bees for months, buying possible bee body beads and bee head beads, and I think she would have made some delightful art deco bee beads, but she wanted real so made clay bodies with staple legs and wax paper wings held together with glue and paint . . . and her first one was good enough to make a poet see a real live dead bee.

This first bee piece is her art bee bee comb beginning.

There’s the birds and the bees and the woids and the beads leading down an art deco retro road to a real honey healing gold end lode

We’re glad Joan of Art curates these shows . . . our 1st one was a collaboration for last Valentine Day’s Stupid Cupid exhibition.


True Gold by Lady K, 6″ x 4″ x 1″, 2014

Here There Be Dragons by Smith, 4″ x 6″, 2014

True Gold by Lady K, 6″ x 4″ x 1″, 2014

 

Conversation with Wife 5

Thursday, August 7th, 2014

Conversation with Wife 5

No, not my fifth wife,
only have two of those,
fifth conversation with second wife.

Lady song sings
“Two pies have I,
one to enter, one to try,
one to eat, one to send
to the judge in hope of win,
so let us pick, let us begin.”

As she rolls the ball dough down I wonder
What do the pie dough people think
as you roll their world flatter and flatter?

She relies
“On planet Pie Dough
they hang Doughnot Disturb on their hotel dough-knobs,
the main dog is the doughmation,
charities call for doughnations,
martial arts masters are known as doughjos,
buildings are built from adoughby,
their main toy Pie-doh,
favorite philosopher Pladough,
they smoke doughp rolled in doughbies
and take drugs for the doughsage
as doughs drilled by big bucks drop fawns.”

You dough know what you’re doing, I drawl.

“Dough mess with me,”
she dosi-doughs, dip-doughing around,
“for I have the flour,”
she tones in her Yodough voice.

– Smith, 8.7.2014

 

Strange crust

Wednesday, August 6th, 2014


fair Lady with blueberry pie

Lady song sings
“Two pies have I,
one to enter, one to try,
one to eat, one to send
to the judge in hope of win,
so let’s pick, let’s begin.”

My fair Lady is now a fair fair lady having entered her first pie in the Cuyahoga County Fair, a blueberry whose berries we picked in Lodi last weekend, our second picking in Lodi lately. (I can still faintly hear the Blueberry Clearjuice Revival singing “Oh Lord, plucked in Lodi again.”)

She’s been test baking pies for months now (and I’ve valiantly been test tasting them for her), but last night she tried to solve two new problems while making her entry pie — her crusts had become hard since she’d been using whole wheat flour, and the blueberries had souped up. So she baked two pies last night, one with the berries mashed and the juiced boiled and thickened with roux, and one with whole berries with added flour for thickness, both with new crusts from all-white flour and local butter.

Dropped fair pie off, took second pie over to Chiplis’ to test drive – tasted real good, but crust was hard. Drove back to fair to pick up pie. Judge looked at pie in my hand and said, “Strange crust.”

Lady won 3rd place, gets ribbon and $2.

Brought pie home. Is delicious. Crust rather stern. Will keep testing till evidence is gone in scientific feedback.







118th Annual Cuyahoga County Fair 2014

 

GRANDMA GODDESS

Tuesday, August 5th, 2014

GRANDMA GODDESS

Grandma Goddess at de facto baptisms
holding chubby new baby beings
up in her arms for examination,
drawing them close

Parents bring wee ones to her
somehow knowing she’s a
wise woman

She loves them so much
she can gobble them up,
she says

Like a law of physics,
like water finds its way,
Grandma’s blood desire
is to give love

Automatic high fidelity

She reaches
outside the circle of herself
to shine love on us,
invests in us

She lets her circle
be tendered
by Reality’s loft

~ Lady

 

 
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