Words of Truth, a life worth living...

I found this on Facebook - it's lovely, and worth using as a guiding light for our lives!

Dancing with Candles...

Or, Just who is that Yemenite lady??
If you can't see all the photos on this post, switch for a moment to "Snapshop" at the top and you'll see a lovely photo of Anat and Liron in costume.

This is me, dressed in Yemenite clothes.  Rather eye-catching, don't you think?!

I was honored to be a guest in Liron and Anat's pre-wedding heena party.  The party mostly involved dressing up and dancing to some pretty complicated ethnic music.  The title of my post comes from one of the dances which was performed by women with baskets filled with LIT CANDLES on their heads.  I'm hoping that Liron's mom will share some photos, because I was in the back, clapping like mad and making wild and frequent high pitched "lou-lou-lou" sounds like all the rest of the women.

Anat, who is NOT Yemenite, was a great sport and wore a huge costume that looked to me like it was heavy, hot, and stiff.  And then she switched headpieces and danced with the rest of us. 

Yemenite traditions are kept alive in Israel by the youngest generation, and this party was held at the instance of the groom, Leron. I suspect his aunt Tzvia helped set it all up. Tzvia was born and spent part of her childhood in Yemen so is more connected to those traditions than Liron's mother, Ziona, who was born in a immigrant tent camp shortly after her parents moved to Israel.

Liron is not the least bit religious, and would never keep his earlocks long and curled like that.  The costumer knew that (I would guess it's a pretty common problem) and so she brought hats with long earlocks sewed into them to give the right look.

I was really honored to be at the party - and I had a blast!  This is what I look like when I'm dressed up for a party but not in costume....

I've got a name!

I can't resist - I want to show you how cool my car looks with this amazing decal!  I bought it from American Sign, and custom designed it with them.  Because American Sign doesn't normally use Hebrew, I provided it as a jpg.  I also gave them my logo. Kevin did a fantastic job. Now I feel like everywhere I go, I'm promoting my business. In fact, just the other day I was stopped at a light, and noticed the driver behind me peer intensely at the back of my car and then bend over to write or type something. In my heart I hope he was writing down my web URL, although of course he could have been texting his wife that he forgot to buy milk, or even checking out a porn site on his smartphone.  Ah... modern life!  Anyway, this decal, while it looks complicated, is exceedingly easy to apply for a professional look. If I make even 1 or 2 sales from this, then I'll have made my money back, because it's not an expensive product at all (although the shipping from America does raise the price somewhat).  Interested?  Intrigued?  Imagining how you can promote your business, personal web, or even just your important thoughts?  Hop on over to American Sign!

A proud mamma...

For all you kids out there, nothing makes us parents happier than having our children ASK to do something special with us.  I'm a glass artist - my son asked to make something out of stained glass.  It's the perfect recipe for happiness!

And I'm proud of him - he did a great job.  We were short on time so I helped out, but he gets a lot of credit, especially for initiative.  If you're interested in seeing step-by-step photos of the project with captions, visit my professional site (link on the right).

Happy Passover - Happy Spring



There is nothing particularly noteable about this photograph - I just like it. 

I took it near our house.



Ah, Spring! When the birds nest, the flowers bloom, and the ants leave their winter homes and forage on my kitchen table. (To give them a good start, we'll leave them tiny matzah crumbs all week....) The above photo was taken on a brilliant winter day, inside my village. You can see David frolicking with our dog, Patch. David is not much of a frolicker, but Patch frolicks enough for an entire family.   



Wishing you all a wonderful holiday (there are several available to celebrate in this season) and a wonderful, handmade life. May every season bring you joy, health, love, and appreciation for all the small things that enrich us.



Reading this book made me physically ill. Seriously

Alone in Berlin (Hans Fallada)

For those of you who aren't sure, no, I'm not a book critic, just a avid (almost compulsive) reader.  Two weeks ago I picked up a copy of Alone in Berlin.  The author died in 1947; the book is about WWII and the rise of the Nazis.  Perhaps by the end of the book it's also about the fall of the Nazis - I can't tell you that, because I had to stop reading before I finished.  The reviews printed on the book call it "utterly gripping, extraordinary" and yes, I'd agree with both of those critics.  The write-up on the back makes it sound like a detective novel.  I'd disagree with that, because that implies a certain genre with plot notes and a certain satisfaction of catching the bad guys.

Normally I'd finish a book this length in a few days, but this book is so dark and depressing - - really, really depressing - - that it took me 2 weeks to get to the middle.  By the end of week 1, I was having nightmares.  By the end of week 2, I was running a fever and having panic attacks, stomach aches, and upsetting my boyfriend with rehashed plot over breakfast. 

This would be a great book for you if you wonder what it would be like to live under the bootheel of the Gestapo in constant fear of your life and sanity. Or if you really like WWII history and want a (oh god) realistic feeling in your bones of what it would like to be a blue-collar Berliner in 1940. Or if you just like really depressing stories that every plot strand seems unfinished and sinister.

My favorite Gift Guide for the Holidays

No one - absolutely no one! - says Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays/Season's Cheer like Dave Barry.  And his gift guides are generally guaranteed to make you pee in your pants laughing.  Every once in a while there's something that I might actually want, but I'd never admit to admiring.

See it here:

http://www.miamiherald.com/2010/12/05/1957997/dave-barrys-guide-to-holiday-gifts.html

and enjoy!

When I get Where I'm Going...

My favorite song... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TQVnL5bWu-w
Brad Paisley and Dolly Parton.  Makes me cry. Every time.  It's not possible to embed the video, so you'll have to click to hear it.

Wishing you all peace and health during this holiday season, no matter what your affiliation and practice.

Cec

Happy Thanksgiving!

It's that time of year again - just as I start to slim down, it's time to get fat again... or at least, to enjoy a LOT of turkey.  Well, I'm happy to show off a turkey that I made that isn't at all fattening, just lots of fun to make and a pretty addition to our traditional holiday table!

Is it me, or is it hot in here?

And more importantly, could I get some Swedes to pay to experience this?  I am wearing the minimum (meaning, I'd be arrested in the street dressed like this), sitting in front of a breezy window, and totally bathed in sweat.  I often consol myself during the summers with the idea that Swedes pay to bake in saunas, so it must be good for you, and, hey, I get to sweat for free! (I kind of like how the pay and hey rhyme - that tells you, right there, how crazy this weather has made me... will it ever end?  And when it does, will I return to normal or be crazy forever??)

I tried to take a picture of me sweating for this post but I just look like a convicted felon. Maybe a chain gang member, in the swamps of somewhere hot and sticky.  I'm not sure if it's my wrinkles, my gray hair, the look of desperation in my eyes as my sight is obscured by yet another floodlet of sweat... I think that might be my grandmother in the mirror, except I can't remember either of my grandmothers mentioning sweat, ever.  It was probably a forbidden subject, 40 years ago, for "ladies;" both of my grandmothers were assuredly ladies.  And I was a immature 12 year old, who probably didn't even have sweat glands yet.  (sweat... yet.... ha!)

[Caption 1]  It's too hot to focus on anything!
[Caption 2]  Some of us look better blurry!

Take your pick :-)

My eyes are bugging out... I'm turning into a computer frog!

Writing a book is a long haul - harder than I expected!  After all, I'm following that cool rule, write what you know, so it should just flow, right?

Wrong.

I guess the first issue is that I want everything to be word perfect (and I'm not talking about the computer program that everyone has forgotten).  The next is that I want the projects to be stunning, yet do-able for newbies.  And the most important is that the photos have to be striking, stand up and shout pictures.  Thank you, Nataly, the most talented, wonderful photographer on earth!

See what I mean?  She makes my work look so good!!

Technology is a wonderful thing but it's hard to spend 16 hours a day at the computer, either writing, rewriting, reviewing photographs or uploading them to the publisher in the US. (OK, or checking out CNN, People and Dilbert.) To meet my photo delivery deadlines, I had to get up every few hours at night for about 2 weeks upload a few more photos.  Every once in a while the ftp transfer would time out and I'd have to start the batch all over again.  Oh joy, oh agony - it's like having a baby all over again, but without the diapers!

Still, I wouldn't miss this for the world - it is the most amazing experience.  In fact, I have a huge list of potential books just waiting for me to delve into.  Combining writing (a life-long love) with glass art (my passion) is a dream come true.  It's true that I'm in the studio less - at the moment - but it still feels like the perfect life!


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The joy of professional photography...

This post is a "thank you" to Nataly Kadosh, the professional photographer who is snapping the photos for my book-in-progress.

I've always taken my own photos, but was happy to embrace the idea of a proffesional for the book, particularly since the publishers were not only insisting on it but were willing to pay for it.

NEVER has my work looked so good! And working with Nataly is FUN - she is extraordinarily nice and totally dedicated to getting exactly the right shot without getting on anyone's nerves. You can email me for her contact information, if you're working on a project in Israel!

Happy Independence Day!

Ah, how much Israel has changed in the 30 years that I have lived here...  gone are the days of thinking that a hot date meant drinking orangeade at the corner shop.  Gone, the days of junk carts in Jerusalem, pulled by camels or donkeys.  Gone are the miles and miles of citrus orchards...  But still, for 62, the country is looking good.  We'll always be a little less modern than our Western cousins, but onward we march, towards the first world.....  enjoy this clip from Kobi Oz, celebrating modern Israel!

The Anim Ruins - and Israel in Spring

Here is your chance to discover Israel in her Spring glory!  Our region is just north (and above) of one of Israel's greatest deserts, the Negev.  We are considered southern Hebron hills, northern Negev, and the Judean Desert (talk about a split personality!).  So take a minute or two to dispose of your preconceptions of what Israel looks like; take a short visit with me through the Anim ruins, only 15 minutes walk from my front door.  The YouTube caption includes some information about the area and its history.

The Old and the New!

Just 300 feet down the slope from our home is a very rocky lot.  It has lots of dirt, lots of thorn bushes and lots of little things that people have been losing for thousands of years.  I can't imagine anyone saying.. oh, this beautiful glass jar is broken, I'll just toss it out the window and let someone find bits of it one day... but it does seem to work that way.  Otherwise, how to explain all the bits of pottery and Roman glass just laying around everywhere? (OK, so the ancient coin I found today probably fell out of someone's pocket...)

So, what you see here is a very young seedling that has sprouted in a piece of Roman glass.  The technique for making this kind of piece involves folding over the lip to make a nice, soft and even rim.  It usually traps air all along the edge, under the rim.  What happened here?

After a very long time - perhaps 2 thousand years - a little seed got caught against one edge of the glass.  When it sprouted after our recent rain storms, the root grew into the little tunnel of trapped air, which had filled with dirt.  When I spied the chunk of Roman glass and picked it up, the seedling came with it.  In the photo you can't really see that the dirt is INSIDE the glass, not on the outside, unless you look carefully at the bottom left of the chunk, where the roots are hanging out. 

This is a very cool find - and I've put it on wet cotton in my window, until I find an appropriate way to pot it. I'm wondering if the growing root will eventually crack the rim open, or if the little thorn bush will be a dwarf, since its root growth will be severely limited.

The Krayot - an amazing experience

As far as the eye can see, covering several hills, I see ruins, tumbled stones and caves.  Visiting this place is an amazing experience.  Amazing, because you can see how people lived here. You can see what a huge population they had.  Bits of Roman glass and Byzantium pottery are scattered everywhere. (Bits of modern garbage, too - to those visitors who casually dropped their litter, shame on you!).  Stone walls can be clearly defined. 

David and I have been here more than once and haven't seen it all.  In fact, from its size I would say that we will probably never see it all, no matter how many times we come.  This was a rich trade city 2,000 years ago.  As we wander through the city, it's easy to identify the neighborhoods; some of the people lived overground.  We can see the leftovers of a pillared market street. Some of the people lived underground - but even the cave dwellers had status.  Some caves are rough-hewn, scraped out of the rock, while some are framed with attractive (and probably expensive) pillars and stone lintels. (I don't have a photo of the fanciest ones). 

I suppose that on a cold winter night, this place would be freezing above ground, so perhaps the caves are a good idea.  People must have lived here for a long time - building new houses on top of the old.  We found mosaic blocks scattered in some areas, and bits of broken glass bracelets that looked Mamlukish - a much later period.  The only sign of modern times is the goat droppings (why or how anyone could graze goats on such barren ground, I don't know) and the occasional plastic water bottle or candy wrapper.  

If you're in Israel and interested in visiting, the Krayot archaeological ruins are located near Tel Arad and the Yatir Winery, west of today's city of Arad.  

I'm so excited....

Hi there!  Everything seems to be taking off at once - new students, new writing, lots of sales and, best of all, new friends!  This Saturday I'll be hosting Yael from PazzaPazza, a wonderfully talented textile artist from "up north." Of course, almost everywhere in Israel is UP NORTH from us, since we're near Beer Sheva.  I'm really looking forward to her visit.

Are you an artist in Israel? An artist from somewhere else but visiting in Israel?  Let's do some networking - email me at cec235@hotmail.com and let's make a date!  Romantics need not apply (I'm taken, taken, taken!!) but creatives who love to shmooz about materials, techniques, supplies, inspiration are very welcome. 

A lovely musical interlude

What a perfect way to relax - and I applaud the creativity of the composer.  Be sure to turn your speakers on before starting the video.  Tip:  it downloaded in parts - I found that by pausing it as soon as it started, and letting it all download before listening, I could enjoy the entire composition. 

Birds on the Wires by Jarbas Agnelli

Birds on the Wires from Jarbas Agnelli on Vimeo.

Getting Ready for Halloween...

I've been having the greatest time creating magic wands.  Since the wand represents Fire when used to cast spells, what could be better than using a wand that was made in an intense flame?  I'm not a witch or a Wiccan, but I swear that when I made these wands, I heard music, a kind of string-instrument kind of humming in beautiful, shifting chords.  I remember Hermione telling Harry that even in the wizarding world, hearing voices is not a good thing... but the music was so inspiring, beautiful and restful.  I'm listing my wands in Stringythingy, just in time for Halloween witches to stock up, but it would greatly please me if real witches found them useful.

Hearts & Bones

Just can't stop playing with glass! This time, I'm also playing with gravity - melting my beads down and letting the hot glass roll is an amazing experiment since it strrrrrrretches the designs and even alters the colors a bit. It feels like I'm playing with lava.

These are all about an inch and a half long (40-45 mm). In my next experiments, I'll see just how long I can make them! I'm going to aim for 5 inches. Can I get there without cracking the glass? Will I be able to handle the mandrel? All this and more to come...

Here are some of my new babies!