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Grandmammina you say that
because you belong to the classical journal writing school. What you call "ramblings of an old woman" is what our modern day webloggers write as "blogs."
posted by
Friar__Tuck
on March 20, 2004 at 7:05 PM
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Friar mio, this is not a blog, just a comment. If you find me in comments
on other's blogs and posts, you will find that I talk too much and make long comments. Just a curse for which I periodically take vows of silence to overcome in real life. On the BN, however, comments encourage others and silence is not golden, so I rattle on and on.
Please do not view my comments to you as a blog in any form, just an old woman's rambling thoughts of the moment, ta'?
posted by
benzinha
on March 20, 2004 at 12:42 PM
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Grandmammina
I feel the same way. And you left this nice blog on my comments page again. I'll post it for all to see.
posted by
Friar__Tuck
on March 20, 2004 at 4:11 AM
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Tuck, also, your previous post on Common Ground made me remember an old
post of mine which I think that I will re-post. It's more about Common Desires.
posted by
benzinha
on March 20, 2004 at 12:13 AM
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Friar Tuck, I woke up and made an Indian mother holding two children. Her
arms embrace a standing girl who holds a baby fawn and her other arm encircles a seated boy on her lap and he embraces a baby bear. The mother has a whole white owl as a headpiece on her head. The wings fly up and almost meet above her head and the owl's head sit on top of her head.
Then I made a marketplace vendor with really curly hair. She is wearing a Mexican blouse full of ruffles and off of her shoulders. There is a pot of lilies for sale on her lap and separate bananas run down her other arm which she holds out for the buyers to see. There are plates and bowls of watermelons, cantaloupes and avocados. And, plates of different breads which all sit on her lap. A friend of mine sold things in Tegucigalpa, Honduras as a small and very poor child. She is now very well off after years of very hard work. I made the vendor for her. She asked me to do this.
These storytellers are seated on the ground, stylized with their legs sticking straight out in front of them, a southwestern tradition. I also made two camels for a friend's nativity scene.
I wonder why you write about me. I am just another of your readers and leave comments like others do. We have just met and it feels, well, I'm not sure how it feels.......That was nice of you to say nice things about me. Mil gracias.
posted by
benzinha
on March 20, 2004 at 12:04 AM
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