Not your typical Autism Awareness Month Post!

•April 21, 2016 • Leave a Comment
  I have wanted to write a blog post about Autism Awareness Month.   I wanted to write about how awesome my son is, what amazing traits he has, how smart he is and how much I have learned and grown from him. But in the wake of so many hate and fear stories in social media, I decided I want to publish my fear story.  I fear you, the person who is afraid of transgender people using your bathroom. I am afraid of the people who think their beliefs are more important than their neighbors or the people across town. I am afraid of the people who think it's okay to dehumanize someone because they don't live a life like yours. I am afraid of the people who raise their children to live their life in fear. I am afraid of your children who are raised to fear and hate differences in people. This fear and hate causes war. This fear and hate causes racism. This fear and hate causes self-loathing. When children learn fear and hate from their parents, they fear and hate everyone including him or herself.  I fear you! You and your children will pick and bully my son because he is different. You will point out his differences and make him feel inferior. I am afraid of you using a bathroom with my son because if he does something out of your range of normal, you will chastise and humiliate him.  You will call him a freak!  Yes he is a cute little boy now but in a couple of years he will look like a man and that will scare you too! I fear you or your child will harm my child because they learned to hate differences. I fear you, not because how you dress, your religion, your skin color, your sexual orientation or where you live. I fear you because you live your life in fear and hate, because you teach your children that differences are bad, and because you put your beliefs ahead of all others.  So next time you talk to your children or in front of your children about fearing the transgender person in the public bathroom, I want you to know that I am right behind you telling my children to fear you. 

  I have wanted to write a blog post about Autism Awareness Month.   I wanted to write about how awesome my son is, what amazing traits he has, how smart he is and how much I have learned and grown from him. But in the wake of so many hate and fear stories in social media, I decided I want to publish my fear story.  I fear you, the person who is afraid of transgender people using your bathroom. I am afraid of the people who think their beliefs are more important than their neighbors or the people across town. I am afraid of the people who think it’s okay to dehumanize someone because they don’t live a life like yours. I am afraid of the people who raise their children to live their life in fear. I am afraid of your children who are raised to fear and hate differences in people. This fear and hate causes war. This fear and hate causes racism. This fear and hate causes self-loathing. When children learn fear and hate from their parents, they fear and hate everyone including him or herself.  I fear you! You and your children will pick and bully my son because he is different. You will point out his differences and make him feel inferior. I am afraid of you using a bathroom with my son because if he does something out of your range of normal, you will chastise and humiliate him.  You will call him a freak!  Yes he is a cute little boy now but in a couple of years he will look like a man and that will scare you too! I fear you or your child will harm my child because they learned to hate differences. I fear you, not because how you dress, your religion, your skin color, your sexual orientation or where you live. I fear you because you live your life in fear and hate, because you teach your children that differences are bad, and because you put your beliefs ahead of all others.  So next time you talk to your children or in front of your children about fearing the transgender person in the public bathroom, I want you to know that I am right behind you telling my children to fear you. 

Dye

•December 16, 2015 • Leave a Comment

Finished dying late last night. It will take awhile for yarn to dry. I hope to start dressing the loom this weekend. Passion colors!!!! 

Ready to dye

•December 14, 2015 • Leave a Comment

Bamboo yarn is ready for the dye bath. I have measured warp and weft. This is my least favorite part of weaving and I’m glad this part is done. So excited for the next step.  

Can you say niddy noddy?

•December 14, 2015 • Leave a Comment

Hairy marks and wet ink

•December 12, 2015 • Leave a Comment

Warping mill

•December 12, 2015 • Leave a Comment

This is a time saver and and shoulder saver.  

 #warpingmill #yeah #savingmyarmsandshoulders #thisiswhatimdoingthisweekend #dazzlersbestwarpingmill

 #warpingmill #yeah #savingmyarmsandshoulders #thisiswhatimdoingthisweekend #dazzlersbestwarpingmill

Tic marks

•December 9, 2015 • Leave a Comment
Graphite on typo  

Graphite on typo  

Love what you do

•December 6, 2015 • Leave a Comment

I love days like this. I am focused. I am drawing and making art. I am listening to a good podcast. It are days like this that make me love my life and job as an artist. 

No Re-Touching Please!!!!

•November 6, 2015 • 1 Comment

(How does one write about self awareness without offending or shaming the other person? I don’t know!!!  So I will just write from my heart and my own experience and preface that shaming is never my intention and we all have our own journey.  My journey does not include photo editing but if yours does, more power to you.  We all have our battles with body image and I definitely do not want to add to the struggle.)

“No man tells me what to do with my body. Only women’s magazines can do that.”-Mindy Kaling Instagram post 11/4/2015

Recently I had my photo taken.  After he took the picture he showed me the camera screen.  I thought “WOW, he is good!”  The lighting was beautiful and I thought I made a good shirt choice.  So I was shocked when I received the image in my email.  It had been run through a photo editing program.  The person in the image was a shinier version of myself.  My husband commented that it looked like me 10 years ago.  Say WHAT!  Why would I want to erase 10 years of my life?  Maybe I am being dramatic with that statement but that is how I look at my body.  Yes my face and body shows age….because I am older. I do not want to look like I am 30 because I am not 30.  I am 43.  These last ten years have been the toughest and the most joyous of my life.  I got married.  I had my amazing son and light of my life.  I lost my father and 3 grandparents. Received my son’s autism diagnosis. Friends and family diagnosed with cancer, some survived and some didn’t. I traveled.  I made art. I made friends. I gained weight.  I lost weight. I gained weight back and lost some more.  Do I wish I looked differently?  Sure I do, but right now I look like this.  And I have to love this person in this skin right now.  There is a lot of self-loathing in the world.  I see it in myself and I see it in my 18 year old students.  So I know youth does not hold all of the answers.  I don’t have it figured out.  I am working on it!!!!! So my choice this week is to love the unedited image: the blemishes and pimples and wrinkles.  Tomorrow I may feel differently so I will treasure this moment today.

 

Yarn

•November 5, 2015 • Leave a Comment

This yarn arrived in the mail today. The large cone is huge!!!!!  It is 8lbs of beautiful bamboo. Dyes should arrive tomorrow so I can dye the bamboo for a new weaving. I am so excited. Bamboo is so silky, soft and fine. The fabric should drape beautifully.  The small cone is Harrisonville Shetland wool. Just enough to finish my overshot weaving.