Create Assemblages

 While watching Sunday Morning program, my church service/combo learning show, took me to my knees.
 Betye Saar, the artist, whom I had never heard of, touched me.
She creates assemblages!!
That is me, I require assembly!! I gather, summon, accumulate, hold a Come To Jesus meeting, rally, pack them in, herd together!!! Then somehow find the art, the joy in my stuff!! My thoughts, ideas, collections, evoke chaos and feelings of deep, down laughter or tears. Betye Saar, who is ninety, and still working, creates assemblages!! I love that word!!
 Years ago, while antique hunting, I found a bag of watch faces!! I looked at them during many different visits. I showed whatever kid was with me, these broken watch pieces, and thirty different size watch faces. They laughed at me, asking, "what cha going to do with those?" I don't ever know, I just know they should be coming home with me. I never bought them, the store closed down, and that was it.
Now to connect the dots.
Betye Saar had a beautiful project of clock faces, watch faces yesterday on the show!! She was having a gallery show, at MOMA. I yelled, "there it is, my watch pieces." I was like a proud mama.
She had other work, go online and view, one was a hanging, antique, christening gown, with all the names she had been called stitched in the hem!!! ( she is a beautiful, black woman, and these words had stung her) Very powerful. Also and old wooden ironing board with a print of slaves on a ship, a map of where their bodies would lay. Too much wonder and thought, amazing.
Her warehouse, where she works, needs me to visit. AND I am convinced she does not think about the clothes that need washing, or if the dryer just went off!! All people, need a space, an altar to create, touch, feel, be quiet in. She had a shelf of bird cages, I sighed!!
If that wasn't enough, the show had a little snippet about Richard Dreyfuss, take me home now!!
Goodbye Girl, one of my fav movies of all time, he stole my heart. I was a happy non church going human, ( Saturday Night Church, and all week mass, peeps!!) I thanked the good lord, for my Sunday morning service.
Today is Monday, rain all of February has, soaked my spirit, but I had Sunday Morning!!
I am headed to the art room, to create some assemblages!!
Where ever you are, join me, make something, think something wonderful. Travel, Read, Pray, Write, assemble your story.( ps, I can't find spell check on my webpage , they must know, I am not a big fan, of fixing mistakes!!) Oh wellllll, opps

Telly Savalas, Paul Simon, Sean Penn, Mikhail Baryshnika, Joe Namath, Rafa, Mick Jagger, Rory, The List is Endless........

 I woke up yesterday, singing Chances Are. Not humming it, singing my heart out.
Standing in the upstairs hall, coming down the stairs, loudly singing, and took pause before I saw the hubs.
 Before I come into the den, I ask the doctor, " Is Johnny Mathis dead?"
He(Bill Baron) replies, " Not that I know of."
I then proceed to explain, my thought process. ( you know us by now, it is not even five o'clock!)
" Well I woke up singing this song, and just had a thought that one of my loves ( dreams or no dreams) had gone onto glory"...…."And I need you (husband) to just ease me into any bad news."
" Better yet, I am on a need to know basis in my life, and I do not want to know!"
Just last week, I had to explain to my favorite (only) daughter's boyfriend, that you can not blurt out " Kobe is Dead!!"
I am one click away from stopping any social media, because of bad stuff jumping off the page at me!! Politics, Death, Missing people, what my color choices say about my personality, or lack of!!
I am NOT a fragile person, strong as an ox, would be a better cover title!!
However, I know how I operate, and people around me, know my limit!!
Ease me down the road, of horror stories!!
Tell me in a sweet, gently way, that there may have been an accident, and some people could be dead.
If it is any of my loves, and that covers MANY!!!!!! in all categories ( blog title)
Especially at my advanced age, people and things seem to be going away.
My days are short, my lists are long. Just when I think I can't possibly stand one more goodbye, something or someone I thought would be here forever isn't. Big life shifts, changes fast. ( words from a book, Fifty Things That Aren't My Fault by Cathy Guisewite. ( share words, some are mine, but you know I am a big borrower!)
Bulk guilt, multigenerational guilt, take personal responsibility, personal power to not look at headlines, and shop instead!!! ( Still Cathy!!) ( read this book)
Mom and Dad make weekly pilgrimages to the bank to visit people watching their money. AND post office to buy stamps!! ( Mary mom, does this sound familiar??) ( book words!!)
She had the cool, worldly aura of someone who'd just traveled to the neighborhood Goodwill and dropped off eight garbage bags full of her life. ( MOM, this is us!!!) ( Cathy wrote this book for us!!)
Untapped potential hangs over me like a giant pair of unused running shoes! ( has she been in my closet??) YASS!!
Ease me on down, that Yellow Brick Road...
Johnny Mathis is still with me this morning, and if he checks out, keep it to yourself.
Chances Are I will still be singing, he is in my heart, and my heart is FULL UP!!!!
Happy Monday, and give Johnny a listen, I will share.