Normality...

Don't think for one second that I am traveling pointlessly back to my disscusion of "average." What I am speaking about now is completely different and infinitely more powerful. The normality of a person's life is priceless to them. A family may not be rich, but they pay their normal ammount of bills. A person may not be brilliant, but at least they don't have a learning disability. A person may not have a car, but at least they can pay for a bus pass. A person may not be an athlete, but at least they have a body that functions correctly. It depends on the person, how they define normality. We all look at eachother and judge based on our view of normality. It's a changing and ever amorphous term. It's shelf life is ephemral and we do not know how desperately we cling to it. "You don't know what you had till it's gone," I'm not sure who said that but it certainly applies to this conversation. When the bank forcloses, the rutine cancer test comes back positive, or the child is expelled depending on the situation these may be things that shake your perception of "normal." The thing is....things never go back to the way they were. We tend to think in a, "they have meds for that," mentality. Sure something bad might happen, but we have an emergency fund. So what will these people do when their fiance has a stroke and will never speak or move their left side again? What will they do when the house is gone, and the children are angry? I beg myself, don't let me get swept up by this blindness for the stablity of normality. Help me to appriciate every second of it, every day.

Photo's for Dance

Mark Virtue. A fantastic photographer and my friend. I take a class with his daughter and often sell him his daily (or hourly) fix of diet coke from the Gallery Cafe. He takes all the show pictures for the studio. :)
http://gallery.virtuousphotography.com/dreamsofdance

hum drum

Just sitting in the computer lab...........bored and blogging. It's cold and rainy outside the sound of typing is varied and never ceasing. People are working, playing, writing. The guy behind me is a farm-ville addict and no one seems to actually be doing homework. I was facebooked by some guy that I've never met but apparently sat next to me in the computer lab yesterday....can you say creepy? I deleted his friend request and baned him from making more. I have a summary to write before noon but of course that would require me to read the essay.. I suppose I could do that. I've been feeling especially creative lately. I wonder what that's about. I just realized that the painting that I've been staring at for the last two hours as I worked is in two pieces and screwed into the wall. Who would do something like that???

Fashion

Ok I'm totally ticked off. I just wrote the most wonderfull post only for it to be lost in cyberspace. Grrrrr. Well I will do my best to re-create it. Fashion. Perhaps one of the worst of human plauges. It controls, manipulates, shames, objectifies. A few special people have learned to control the beast of worry over fashion. I am not one of them. Ever sinse I was 5 and a girl in my class told me that my clothes looked funny I have worried (sometimes obsessively) over what I am going to wear. For example; right now I am wearing a short black pencil skirt, a rust-colored baby-doll style sweater, brown tights, tan socks, small leather boots (vintige, I <3>Fashion is broken and good for nothing, it's time to bin it. Is it worthless? After all God din't create man with clothes on. Thanks Eve, for the headache. I certainly agree with Ayn Rand when he said, "There is a level of cowardice lower than the conformist: the fashionable non-conformist." Egads! Socioty even has a label and brandname for the "non-conformist." I mean look at stores like Hot Topic. Oh the irony of it all. However Coco Chanel said, "Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. It is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening." This would suggest two deffinitions of fashion. The fashion of the day: what is advertized, marketed, idealized, and common. Or the fashion of the moment: the pidgions on the electrical line, the rain through the window, or the dust on the bookshelf all caught up in a person's mind and rendered as a work of art in cloth. So what am I going to do with my fashion problem you might ask. Well who wouldn't want to be a piece of sky for the day?