I bought a new camera (mislaid it) so these pictures are kindly supplied by a friend. New yarnbomb commenting on local politics.
Seriously last week I turned on my computer and there was a little noise then a … whine and silence. Total panic rising. I was about to teach a course for three weeks with all my notes from previous courses on that computer. I got another then started to search through emails luckily not on outlook to see if I could find errant files. Then my digital camera refused to turn on. Despite being a gift and very simple I’ve got used to it and it gave me serviceable results for a few years. I’ve ambled off to the pawn shop (hey i live in Leith!) and got another. The city is plastered with stuff to do with the referendum and I’d like to take a record of it. Meanwhile two pics from wordpress which I must have uploaded but not put into a blog. Southsider Bar and Brew Lab beside the Old College. I tried it out a few months ago but was waiting as I sat, for the Hip Police to arrive tap me on the shoulder and move me on. So I just got out the crochet and determinedly went on being uncool.
Life is a difficult assignment. We are fragile creatures, expected to function at high rates of speed, and asked to accomplish great and small things each day. These daily activities take enormous amounts of energy. Most things are out of our control. We are surrounded by danger, frustration, grief, and insanity as well as love, hope, ecstasy, and wonder. Being fully human is an exercise in humility, suffering, grace, and great humor. Things and people all around us die, get broken, or are lost. There is no safety or guarantees.
The way to accomplish the assignment of truly living is to engage fully, richly, and deeply in the living of your dreams. We are made to dream and to live those dreams.”
― SARK, Make Your Creative Dreams Real: A Plan for Procrastinators, Perfectionists, Busy People, and People Who Would Really Rather Sleep All Day
“Be wild; that is how to clear the river. The river does not flow in polluted, we manage that. The river does not dry up, we block it. If we want to allow it its freedom, we have to allow our ideational lives to be let loose, to stream, letting anything come, initially censoring nothing. That is creative life. It is made up of divine paradox. To create one must be willing to be stone stupid, to sit upon a throne on top of a jackass and spill rubies from one’s mouth. Then the river will flow, then we can stand in the stream of it raining down.”
― Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With The Wolves: Contacting the Power of the Wild Woman
Belated report back on the dinner of the 24th of August. My crazy plan to hold soirees to get people together happened! In the end there were nineteen of us. Most wonderful of all Jim Haynes came to bless this enterprise. My uncle who worked on the Traverse in the early days came later. Another guest had met his life partner through one of Jim’s dinners – just showing how much one man can change the world. We ate Indian Curry, quaffed fizzy wine, and talked and made connections. Even if it was one guest making connections between South and North Edinburgh!
Btw my camera has given up the ghost so had to rely on guests for pics – thanks to David Cairns for stepping in at the last minute.
As I’m teaching most of September I’ve decided to skip holding another one this month but next dates are 12th October and 16th of November email me to book or more info fatblackcatindustries At gmail.com
I’m part of a group exhibition opening at the Fine Art Library – do come! There is a mix of photographers using alternative and traditional processing methods. Opening 6pm Tuesday evening. The Fine Art Library is worth visiting in itself tucked into the eaves of the Central Library like a nest of books.