living the hard life... lol
I made this for my friend's daughter who is trying out pottery. I've been making her little instructional videos and this one is a timelapse of me trimming and putting a handle on a mug. Thought I would share in case you guys find this interesting.
Someone shared this with me who said it had been circulating in the Hasidic community. Will likely offend a lot of people these days.
Hi everyone, I haven't been active in Solid Ground for a while, but I am still alive and kicking! I now work as personal assistant to a mind-bendingly weird and diva-esque artist-lip-syncher-performer named Fiona Blueberry. She is blissfully clueless about politics and seems to be completely unaware of the culture wars. Working with her is a breath of fresh air. If you need a mood lift, I encourage you to watch this video we made together. Happy 4th, everyone! Wishing you fun/love/peace on this holiday. :) www.fionablueberry.com
Way back in 2011-ish an acquaintance at the Catholic Worker handed me Personalism by Emmanuel Mounier. I tried to read it but it was too dense for my attention span at the time. Now I wish I could find my copy. Today every individual impulse is funneled into movements or management: politics, healthcare, education, hiring, online algorithms. We are conditioned to act as totalizing machines: this person is conservative/liberal, educated/ignorant, etc. We have forgotten to see the beauty of the individual with nuance. I wonder how we can, like the proverbial mustard seed, spread this idea of personalism within our spheres of influence.
With the Minneapolis uprising and media frenzy I am grateful to not share a household with a leftist. I asked myself yesterday morning "why I am so tense?" I was tense because last year this would have resulted in extreme tension in my household.
The death in Minneapolis is tragic but inevitable when the leftist machine is fomenting outrage. It is so sad to see people used as fodder to further political aims. It worries me that people I care about are sucked in by the dangerous rhetoric. My deepest fear is that my child gets sucked into manufactured activism.