You can’t show fine art here… it’s disgusting!

A teacher at Utah Valley State College created a poster advertising his new class; studying humanities from the baroque to the present. On his poster he had a lot of different images including Amor by Caravaggio - one of the most famous artist of the baroque era. BUT because the figure is a male nude (with an 1/8 of an inch penis) he was told that he couldn’t put the poster up. This is a state school first off and I doubt they can censor something that clearly is classical art and not something of a prurient interest . . . that means IT”S NOT PORN! Also there are classes taught here where students are tested on images containing similar nudes. For heavens sake they have nude models in the art department! Then there are the human anatomy classes, and lets not forget literature classes where the human body is described.



The censorship of the image is now waiting for a decision from a VP of the school. It’s not hard folks the answer is you can’t censor this. It’s art! And you think it’s a “naughty” image then you have problems! You are the one with issues. It’s a beautiful painting… just like the Sistine chapel. Just like most art for the last 2000 years

For a school in a town that claims to be filled with people who say they are the possessors of Gods truth they sure do miss the boat about the sacredness of the human body. This image does not defile man, but seeks to inspire or praise the miracle of it. Wonder what they’ll do when they learn the museum puts up paintings of nude ALL THE TIME.

Well if they don’t like that one maybe they’ll let him use St. John the Baptist…with goat!

Shoots and Fails

It’s been awhile since my last burble, but a lot has happened. HOWEVER, the blog at this time to decry the loss of the chef at Shoots! Steve Tsai, the most amazing Chinese c chef quit *weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth* I have no idea where he has gone, if he is still in the valley or in Utah for that matter and the food at Shoots is going down hill. I had the Chensha Chicken (SP?) and it was FLAT. All the dishes are flat and filled with soy sauce. Rick is devastated and I’m just plan bummed. If only I’d tried to figure out the chicken before it was too late *weep*. I’m not sure what to do. I may have to resort to PF Changs *weep more*.

STEVE TSAI WHERE ARE YOU!?!?!?!?!?

The Anti-Color

There are a lot of wonderful colors out there. A lovely Prussian blue is one of my favorites also, alizarin crimson, Payne’s gray, Naples yellow, and hookers green. But Orange! I used to like the color orange; I think out of pity, but it really isn’t a good color. It’s the color that hunters wear like a big sign that says “hey idiot, I’m not a deer”.

It does have nice uses; pumpkins, Buddhist robes (that’s technically Saffron), oranges, Ichigo’s hair (but it really could have been any color) and I’m sure a lot of other nice things, but NOT on web pages.

Have you ever tried to read text printed on orange? It’s pure evil.
I’ve been working on a story and was doing research about Nimrod/Gilgamesh and found a rather helpful sight, but the background was this orange color that gave me a head ache, which I still have! Orange = eye strain!

The story is coming along nicely. I have a villain and a reason for him to go after the man character. Now all I need is a plot. *laugh * I’ve got until Saturday to get a few more pages written. And I want to get another 2 pages done on Dewin’s story. I’ve got to find more energy and Zen-ness to get through the days.

I Don't Care Enough to Give it a Title

So once again I have to contact a library to find out that I didn't even get considered for the job. I'm not sure if I'm angry or hurt or what. I'm mostly numb and mostly in the mood to just give up on everything. My soul is basically dead at this point. The body just hasn't figured it out yet. I get up, go to work, go home, and go to sleep. lather rinse repeat. Hell I hardly see my husband anymore and when I do he's half asleep.

The truth is that you have to know someone or kill someone in order to get anywhere in life. It never matters if you are skilled or smart or would do anything for the patrons. It's all about stabbing people in the back or kissing their bleeding butts. I don't think they got it right in the bible when they claim Christ said to go out and use your talents and you'll be blessed. No! If you cast your pearls before the swine they're are just going to destroy you. My advise is to forget about sharing anything... you'll only get yourself squished.

Course the jury's still out on if God is even out there...and if he is if he cares, cuz there sure is hell no proof that he/she/it gives a shit.

The Invention of Hugo Cabret

Hugo is a 12 year old who is good creating mechanical things. He lives in the walls of a Paris train station where he keeps the clocks running. Isabelle is a bright girl who loves to read and who's Godfather runs the toy shop Hugo is so fond of watching. Can a broken Automaton make them friends and can the man in the moon make them happy? With the flicker of old movie magic nothing is impossible

I’ve just finished this most wonderful book: “The Invention of Hugo Cabret” by Brian Selznick. Part picture book part novel this story is about dreaming, magic and movies, but it's also about secrets. I would love to see Mr. Selznick get a Newbery for it. I haven’t come away from a book like this since Tale of Desperoux! I felt like a kid being read to. The sketches that make op part of the story add to the feeling of magic and imagery. This book goes on the favorites shelf and will likely be read many times.

It has a mechanical man in it – an automaton and here’s a link the author shares about one in Philadelphia.

http://www.fi.edu/pieces/knox/automaton/

A Mourning of Free Time

The Social Life of Richard and Robin has passed away. It went quickly on Tuesday August 22, 2007 when, after a few questions, the principle of Timpview Highschool offered Rick a teaching contract. Mr. Carson now has his own office, a couple of desks, a classroom, and several hundred students divided into 6 classes. His wife will miss him dearly, but feels that despite the elevated levels of stress he is happy. Rick is survived by his cat Tama, his wife, friends, and countless D&D characters.

Green Fish, Blue fish . . .

The guppy saga continues! I have now paid more for the upkeep of the lone surviving guppy than I did for all three. He’s got a fungus… I hope it’s a fungus as he is all limp and has grey/white spots on his tail. I put in a fizzy thing that turned the water green and is supposed to kill t he offending ick and make the guppy happy again. I also found out the Ph level in the water is high, the ammonia is 0 and that he loves bloodworms. He continues to have no name, as I’m sure the minute I name him he will die.

Which leads me to the fact that I’m now waiting for someone to hit my car, as I own it… Yes I have the title * Cackle *. His Lordship Lucius Von Saturn

Read a couple of interesting things in American Libraries (the magazine of the ALA). One was about interviews and the delicate nature of leaving/trying to get a job. The author wrote, “I have spoken to frustrated candidates across the country who have waited up to three months without a word from potential employers”. So that’s where I am. I’m in the silence. The dead calm. The maddening nothingness of a career void.
The other article was about why being a librarian is great. It was written in response to a Museum Studies student – in reference to library studies – saying, “OH, I’d never do that”. The writer was a little taken aback, but you know what I can completely understand. I’m beginning to think I’ve made a career mistake. I’m on auto pilot living. It’s like all the colors have gone out in the world and I’m just some speck that moves things around, but does nothing of significance.

Meow? MEEEEow? meow.

Well I just did something very stupid, but … who cares. I feel better. Life is still in that sucking stage and it will for sometime. I did however find a great new Manga – My Cat Loki. It’s about an artist and his cat. My fish tank is up and running. Some day I’ll get fish even! There is a big Eclipse party on Monday night that I’m going to. They are having contests and stuff. I need to send the info to Becky and Stacy. I’m seeing Bourn Ultimatum on Friday. That’ll be nice.

I wish I could quit and just write/paint and get paid. Don’t we all.