In honor of July the 4th, I have presented a numerically cryptic posting. And I have thoughtfully illustrated this blog with images from my beaded Credit Card series. What could possibly be more patriotic than images of credit cards? Money and flags, united in one iconic artwork.
The "13" in my title refers (of course) to the 13 original colonies that caused a revolution and broke away from England. This is why we celebrate the Fourth of July and why the more reckless among us celebrate by blowing off a digit or two after a few brewskis and the old chimpanzee and dynamite conundrum. Happy fireworks to you too!
The first "14" in the title references the 14 idiots that are currently running for the republican nomination for the next presidential cycle. What could be more worthy of the next revolution than to consider that Donald Trump actually thinks he'd make a "good" president. Can you name all of them? Several are so damned peculiar that it's nearly impossible to forget them, no matter how hard we try. Bobby Jindal anyone? Governor of a state that he has done nothing to help and boy does it need help. Low wages, no health care, the attractively named "Cancer Alley" running through it, poverty just to name a few issues that might hurt his chances. Rick Perry? How about nominating a guy already under indictment? Or Chris Christie who has staked out a platform based (so far) on making pot totally illegal again. Ad his approval rating is in the single digits in his own state. (There are those pesky digits again. I guess you can count Christie supporters on one hand...) Or Rick Santorum? Please. Carly Fiorina? She seems to have announced and then disappeared. I suppose it does help the republican cause to have a woman hanging around. Again, the number of digits on one hand can be used to account for all the woman the republicans have welcomed into that big ol' tent. Not to mention that her record seems based on taking jobs away from people. do I really need to go on? Stop me!!! (Although I should mention that we're all waiting with the proverbial "bated breath" for number 15 and 16 to throw their hats in the ring.)
Okay the last number "14" is the number of acupuncture needles I had inserted into my head, ears, hands, feet and neck this morning. What a way to start the Fourth of July! But I have to say I feel really good and the sitting still for forty minutes this morning was probably the most inert and restful I've been in ages. I seem to have less discomfort and more energy so God Bless Chinese medicine!
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Saturday, July 4, 2015
Thursday, July 4, 2013
Starting a Revolution
Here's the flag at the end of our driveway! Tattered and twisted- a fitting image for where we're all headed. Dog Bless America!*
What a holiday: people blowing off their digits with fire crackers, explosions that replicate gun battles, dogs and cats (and people) being scared out of their wits by the aforementioned loud noises, people consuming way to many salty, high calorie foods. Truly American, this Fourth thing!
The idiot up the road- and others surrounding- will be dusting off their muskets, powder kegs and assault weapons to prove they are the true patriots- not peace loving, art making heathens like Bob and me! Our ears will be 21 gun saluted with a deafening din.
Let us be thankful for all the wonderful state of the nation.
The funny thing is I wanted to post an update on the State of the Studio but it was my patriotic duty to acknowledge the holiday! Check back tomorrow...
*Dog, of course, being God backwards.
What a holiday: people blowing off their digits with fire crackers, explosions that replicate gun battles, dogs and cats (and people) being scared out of their wits by the aforementioned loud noises, people consuming way to many salty, high calorie foods. Truly American, this Fourth thing!
The idiot up the road- and others surrounding- will be dusting off their muskets, powder kegs and assault weapons to prove they are the true patriots- not peace loving, art making heathens like Bob and me! Our ears will be 21 gun saluted with a deafening din.
Let us be thankful for all the wonderful state of the nation.
The funny thing is I wanted to post an update on the State of the Studio but it was my patriotic duty to acknowledge the holiday! Check back tomorrow...
*Dog, of course, being God backwards.
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