I have let my hair grow for a while now. The last haircut I had was in the beginning of December. I don't know why, I just wanted to put it off for a while. At the same time I have let my beard grow out a bit to try that out. I'm reminded of a line from Laurie Anderson's song "Sharkey's Day": "He's a whole landscape gone to seed".
This photo doesn't really show how long my hair is. For some reason the way the cell phone focuses is not the same as it looks to my eyes. The beard looks about right though.
I'm destined to get my hair cut this week and the beard will be trimmed back too. Before I do I thought I would document it here.
Wild man.
There's a takeout pizza place here called "Topper's" that offers a potato pizza. They put chunks of potato, cheddar cheese, and green onions on it. They also supply sour cream to pile on top. Stephanie fell in love with them when she was a kid. The rest of us were not as impressed.
I was making pizzas on Wednesday and I had some leftover baked potatoes so I made some for her.
Saturday I was invited to throw some demo pots at the 11th Annual Potters Market International at the Mint Museum. I spent the day there but have no photos since I was totally immersed in the experience and not the documenting of it. Sorry, but I was having way too much fun to think about photos. I want to thank Hat Thompson and the crew for inviting me to participate.
I threw three pots at the demo and took them back to Clayworks.
Monday night I threw another pot and decided to carve some designs into the snorkel pot from last week. I took my sgraffito tool and started sketching trees on the side of the pot. Soon it was "a whole landscape gone to seed*".
Things may not always work out, but I do have fun in the making.
Three on left were made at the Potters Market Invitational.
Two on the right were made at Clayworks.
Sunday I went behind the garage to clean up the vines growing back there. I think the majority of it is honeysuckle, but there are some other things mixed in there, including the dreaded porcelain berry. I had a heck of a time extricating the mulberry from it. The whole fence back there was covered and I pulled down and bagged about 15-20 pounds of vines all the while being buzzed by carpenter bees. I tried to get a picture of the bees which sometimes hang in the air directly in front of you and stare, but I couldn't coordinate it with the camera and after about 20 minutes I abandoned the idea.
I got about half of the vines down and realized that I was hearing a bird fluttering around. I stopped immediately and started looking for a nest. It didn't take long to spot it with two tiny speckled eggs in it. With a sigh I gave up cleaning the rest of the fence until the fledging is complete. I grabbed the camera and being very careful not to touch the nest grabbed a couple of pictures before clearing out of there. I hope to catch sight of the parents so I can find out what kind of birds they are.
Half of the vines down.
55 gallon drum liners full of vines.
The rest of the vines.
The nest with eggs.
They are very tiny.
Carpenter bees drill perfect holes.
You can actually hear them chewing.
Some attempts at catching the bees in flight.
The shadows are sometimes easier to see than the bees.
"Sharkey says: All of life comes from some strange lagoon. It rises up, it bucks up to it's full height from a boggy swamp on a foggy night. It creeps into your house. It's life! It's life!"
From the song "Sharky's Day" from Laurie Anderson's "Mister Heartbreak" cd. (lyrics)
copyright 1984 Warner Bros.
