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inspired by a snap on Pinterest

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Dear Ottawa Winter Night,

I know we haven’t always seen eye to eye.  You are a big bitch after all, what with all your snow and icy cold. My friends and I tried spewing carbon into the atmosphere to warm you up, but you are tenacious. So I am left to make the most of our time together. I know you won’t be here long.

I took some snaps of you on the walk home last night. You made me smile a little. I hope you can feel the affection that I am nurturing. It is start.

Let’s take it slow and see where things go.

heARTbeatgal

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Thirty

It has been thirty days since I started down the path that lead us, for better or for worse, to “Rainbow Sunshine Magic” (the title of CollaboARTive piece number one).

I have always felt a special connection to the number thirty. A little research proves that I am not alone in this affection. It is after all the atomic number of zinc. Also, the age Jesus and his crew hit their stride, as well as, the height of Noah’s Ark in cubits. Most intriguingly though, I discovered today, that by adding up some of the subsets of its divisors (e.g. 5, 10 and 15=30) makes thirty a semi-perfect number! Mathematically speaking, I have no idea what this means of course. I was required to repeat grade eleven math three times before I got it right. Right enough anyhow. Damn you fractions!

So, with its promise of semi-perfection, and the satisfaction of my time well spent these past thirty days, I feel compelled to commit myself, us, to another thirty days.

my hand

This time around, after the deeply personal experience of reaching out to those nearest and dearest, I am suggesting a slightly different approach.

An anonymous collaboration.

Below is the address and password to a Gmail account I have created for us.

collaboartive@gmail.com

Password: thirtydays

To date, it has but one lonely message from me that links us all (ANY and EVERYONE!) to a Dropbox folder.

In the folder, there is one sad and lonely image. My hope is that for the next thirty days, collaborators will fill, anonymously, abundantly, the email inbox and Dropbox folder.

I am asking collaborators to send images of a body part. An anonymous photo of one body part.

In the meantime, I will indulge in a little meditation on the theme of touch that has haunted me for at least six months now. More on that to come.

Ok, here we go again.

Touch me.

heARTbeatgal


A few more (better) shots…

Thank you Breena.

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Tinker

It is over? Over over? No, that can’t be right. Every time I look at it I see more to be done. Plus, I had vowed yesterday to walk away for a few days, to come back to it with fresh eyes. I failed. So here it is as one terrible picture. When the tinkering is done, I will have my sister take some worthy shots. Then after that, perhaps a party at my place to have my collaborators sign? To see it, to touch it, to hear it (yes, the sound file doesn’t photograph well), to see if you feel any part of yourself in the piece.

I am also going to take the time this week to put in writing some of my thoughts about the project, the process, what the vision spells out for me personally. And plan my next project…

heARTbeatgal


Melinda Mae

“Have you heard of tiny Melinda Mae,
Who ate a monstrous whale?
She thought she could,
She said she would,
So she started in right at the tail.
And everyone said,”You’re much too small,”
But that didn’t bother Melinda at all,
She took little bites and she chewed very slow,
Just like a little girl should…
…and eighty-nine years later she ate that whale
Because she said she would!!”

– Shel Silverstein

It is late. I have worked many hours. Is it finished finished? Ha! Kinda sorta.



What the – bleep?

I just rolled over and 2011 is in my bed. He said we met last night. That I was tipsy and on a raging crème brulée high. Anyhow, He seems nice enough. Full of expectation and potential. But a serious stage-four clinger. I can tell he is going to stick around a while. I just sent him to make me coffee. So…

Dear 2010,

A toast to you, 2010, and your bounty. A good year, a splendid year. One filled for me with personal revelation, revolution. You have left your mark and I am forever changed. I honour you in part with this crazy project that is nearing its completion. Your energy, as we bid your farewell, has made its contribution. Salud!

But it is over. Seriously. Don’t call.

 

Ok people, this is it. I said I would finish this bitch today. I am going deep. I may even turn off my Blackberry. (…does this thing even have an off switch?) So unless you are coming by with a pack of cigarettes (seriously, I am out) then kindly leave me be. I will be back. By morning. Noon at the latest.

Ciao

Olivia


From here on in…

 

A fire is lit under my feet.

I have been supplied with ample fuel. (Six boxes!!! Thank you Libby!)

Now the only thing missing, as I review the list of input,…gravity.

I am excited to usher in the new year with the completion of this project. What a ride it has been.

Stay tuned, we are almost finished.

heARTbeat gal


Merry happy everything

The remote-controlled race track has been assembled. The Christmas kazoo has been hidden. Ham bones are making pea soup while turkey carcasses make stock. Everything is covered in wrapping paper sparkle. And this Christmas vagabond is avoiding going home in an effort to extend the season a few minutes longer. It has been a good one for me.

It has also been a good break. BUT, there is no more time to waste. With days left and much vision left to create I have to get to work. I am energized. Here we go!

Wishing my collaborators a very merry happy everything.

Merry happy everything


Saturnalia

I think the pull of the lunar eclipse is awaking my inner pagan. As each day will now grow longer ,we all celebrate in some manner, the birth of the true light of the world. Pick your Light as you so chose.

I am forever drawn this time of year by the ritual of building fire and burning candles. So, as I work alongside my fir tree altar, perhaps this winter solstice has had a hand in influencing the light and the power of this piece, its anchor in celestial things.

I also find it interesting that on this day in 1968 Apollo 8 was the first human spaceflight to leave Earth’s orbit and return to planet Earth from another celestial body, the moon. Perhaps Breena’s latest contribution would make a perfect Apollo 8.

28. Breena: a pepper shaker sketch. Yes, that is what that is!

29. Mike & Suzanne: Eiffel Tower. That is marital collaboration!

30. Peter: some of his cartoons! (one below) So great!

Peter Gould cartoon

By far, the most productive accomplishment of the day was the pirate castle I built with Leo and Eva. If anyone is wondering where the glue sticks went…this is where.

My best creation

heARTbeatgal