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Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Friday, March 15, 2013
Building Stories by Chris Ware
This is not your typical graphic novel. It comes in a big box, and contains fourteen different segments in different formats -- broadsheet, accordion fold, newspaper, pamphlet, Golden Book, and so on. There's no particular order to read them in, just pick one up and start in on Ware's tale of life and loneliness, told in his clear, neat, evocative illustrations.
The work centers around a nameless, one-legged woman struggling with depression, but it's not as bleak as it sounds. Ware is no sadist, delighting in making his characters suffer; instead he is deeply understanding of them. Building Stories is about life, and the way one copes with everyday disappointments and expectations. By almost every standard, the protagonist has a good life, and she acknowledges it (certainly in hindsight and sometimes in the present), but it doesn't make her struggles and doubts any less sincere or painful.
Several sections of the work have been published elsewhere, including in the New York Times Magazine, which is where I first encountered Ware and his endearing protagonist. That portion focused on the apartment building the woman lived in for a time, and aptly demonstrated different kinds of loneliness -- the young woman, convinced she would never get married and have children; a married couple unable to break out of their vicious, petty, squabbling cycle, and the elderly landlady with no one in her life other than an aide, thinking over the choices (and non-choices) she made long ago. Ware's art and writing is like a sharp needle to the heart, so skilled he is at capturing the feelings so many of us experience at one point or another.
The segment ends with a flash forward to the protagonist, now married and with a child, marveling over her past loneliness (not really a spoiler, given the nature of the work). It seems like a happy ending, but it isn't, really, because the other segments, about other areas of her life, show that the loneliness and sense of loss never really go away. In this sense Building Stories reminded me of Our Tragic Universe; it is a story-less story, with no real ending or beginning, no neat resolutions or dramatic revelations. This is not a happy, cheerful work, but it is a profoundly human one.
The work centers around a nameless, one-legged woman struggling with depression, but it's not as bleak as it sounds. Ware is no sadist, delighting in making his characters suffer; instead he is deeply understanding of them. Building Stories is about life, and the way one copes with everyday disappointments and expectations. By almost every standard, the protagonist has a good life, and she acknowledges it (certainly in hindsight and sometimes in the present), but it doesn't make her struggles and doubts any less sincere or painful.
Several sections of the work have been published elsewhere, including in the New York Times Magazine, which is where I first encountered Ware and his endearing protagonist. That portion focused on the apartment building the woman lived in for a time, and aptly demonstrated different kinds of loneliness -- the young woman, convinced she would never get married and have children; a married couple unable to break out of their vicious, petty, squabbling cycle, and the elderly landlady with no one in her life other than an aide, thinking over the choices (and non-choices) she made long ago. Ware's art and writing is like a sharp needle to the heart, so skilled he is at capturing the feelings so many of us experience at one point or another.
The segment ends with a flash forward to the protagonist, now married and with a child, marveling over her past loneliness (not really a spoiler, given the nature of the work). It seems like a happy ending, but it isn't, really, because the other segments, about other areas of her life, show that the loneliness and sense of loss never really go away. In this sense Building Stories reminded me of Our Tragic Universe; it is a story-less story, with no real ending or beginning, no neat resolutions or dramatic revelations. This is not a happy, cheerful work, but it is a profoundly human one.
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Quilt Fest of New Jersey IX Pictures
Ok, a caveat -- the images are not great, because as I said I borrowed a friend's camera and it took me a while to figure out the settings. Also, getting them onto my computer took some doing, so the resolution is not great. But the quilts are fabulous, so that helps.
I think "Euphoria" by Marilyn Badger was my favorite:

I also really liked Ann Horton's "Life Everlasting":
I think the skulls were machine embroidered; unfortunately, her blurb about the quilt did not go into a lot of detail about her techniques.
Nancy S. Breland's "Twinkling Stars" is like my doily quilt, but a lot more impressive with the giant doily perfectly placed and the thousands of beads:
Ever since the Folk Art Museum's Infinite Variety show, red and white quilts have been super popular, and the quilt show had a whole section of them. The stand-out by far was Toby Gluckstern's "Metamorphosis," based on Escher's famous woodcut:
The detail is incredible. The fish's eyes, for example, go from well-defined beads and sequins to embroidered asterisks to tiny french knots, as the fish lose their form.
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
C is for Craft
I forgot all about this!
The next in my alphabet series, C is a golden yellow in my mind, kind of like marigold. I found some pretty beads and velvet, and adapted the letter from Designer Bead Embroidery:
Someday maybe I'll actually have a decent banner for my blog.
The next in my alphabet series, C is a golden yellow in my mind, kind of like marigold. I found some pretty beads and velvet, and adapted the letter from Designer Bead Embroidery:
Someday maybe I'll actually have a decent banner for my blog.
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Quilt Fest of New Jersey IX!
On Saturday I had the lovely treat of heading to the quilt show with friends; I provided them with a car, and they provided me with an excuse to do something I had not done in years. The quilts on display were absolutely gorgeous, and quite varied in technique, style, topic, material, pretty much every variable imaginable. I forgot my camera, of course, so borrowed a friend's, and when I get the pictures sorted I'll post my favorites.
In the meantime, I can show off what bought (I told myself to avoid fabric and books, which I can get easily in lots of places). From an incredible booth devoted to all sorts of vintage and vintage-y trim (whose card I forgot to get):
Buttons, a button stack thingie that might possibly be bakelite (I'll have to test it) and which I will make into a ring, shapes cut from antique quilts, two pairs of doohickeys I will make into earrings, and trim that looks like a measuring tape.
From Handloom Batik:
These gorgeous beads which will make a fabulous necklace, possibly strung and knotted onto a shimmery ribbon.
From a delightful wool booth:
Some awesome patterns ("My Wool Crazy Year" April and October) and a piece of wool fabric I could not resist.
From another trim booth:
The main focus of this booth was providing white trim and the fancy paints and colors to dye it. I'm not really into that aspect of fiber arts, however, so I'll either leave these trims as-is or dye them with something simple like tea or watered-down acrylics.
So many ideas percolating . . . .
In the meantime, I can show off what bought (I told myself to avoid fabric and books, which I can get easily in lots of places). From an incredible booth devoted to all sorts of vintage and vintage-y trim (whose card I forgot to get):
Buttons, a button stack thingie that might possibly be bakelite (I'll have to test it) and which I will make into a ring, shapes cut from antique quilts, two pairs of doohickeys I will make into earrings, and trim that looks like a measuring tape.
From Handloom Batik:
These gorgeous beads which will make a fabulous necklace, possibly strung and knotted onto a shimmery ribbon.
From a delightful wool booth:
Some awesome patterns ("My Wool Crazy Year" April and October) and a piece of wool fabric I could not resist.
From another trim booth:
The main focus of this booth was providing white trim and the fancy paints and colors to dye it. I'm not really into that aspect of fiber arts, however, so I'll either leave these trims as-is or dye them with something simple like tea or watered-down acrylics.
So many ideas percolating . . . .
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Even More Little Stitches
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Blood Orange and Clementine Granita
This is a recipe I actually adapted from Everyday Food. The recipe called for carefully emptying twelve clementines to use as little bowls, scraping them and freezing them and rolling them in sugar and so on, and that was the first step to go, because really.
The recipe also called for two cups of juice, from 24 clementines, but I apparently had extra juicy ones because only six got me more than a cup of juice:
And here's where I began deviating from the recipe. We had two blood oranges in the fridge, and I love love love them, so I used them to get the rest of the juice:
Such a pretty color!
Next I boiled together a quarter of a cup of water and sugar each. The recipe called adding a piece of ginger to the mix, but ginger is not my favorite, and more importantly I didn't have any. Instead I used a cinnamon stick, a classic pairing with citrus (and it was right there on my kitchen counter!)
Once the simple syrup cooled I added it to the juice, along with a tablespoon of lemon juice, poured it into a glass 8x8 pan, and stuck it in the freezer for a few hours.
There wasn't a lot of room in there, so it froze a little lopsidedly:
Rake it gently with a fork, or stab it forcefully, depending on your mood:
Serve:
This was absolutely delicious -- the tang of the blood oranges worked with the clementines, and the cinnamon added a bit of complexity. I'm sure ginger would also be good, or mint. It was also a very easy and forgiving recipe; it'd be even easier if you used some fancy juices from a store.
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