Category Archives: daisy dreams

the world of me progresses thusly:

Art Update
My nursing dyad* models will be at our photo studio (a.k.a. my dining room, with everything shoved against one wall while the backdrop is set up on the opposite wall and the light stands are surrounded by bump-happy dog and toddler life forms) tomorrow morning.
I haven’t even started the actual piece and I have [...]

old school sketch

I found an old drawing when I was sorting paper piles yesterday. Click thumbnail. It is a thank you present to your eyes for letting me whine in that last post. It was a study for a book of linoleum block prints about dreams that I never made. I slacked pretty bad in ceramics, but I [...]

your a.m. dose of geekery

My breakfast time web surfing is occupied today with sussing out the difference between my beloved Century Gothic and Futura. I had always meant to examine them more carefully. Futura has a lower x height (the height of lowercase letters that don’t ascend or descend) which makes it a touch less playful and youthful than [...]

vivid crazy wow goddess dream

Dream last night, and I’ll warn you, it gets kinda sexy. And scary. Somewhat weird. *g*
Starts in a cool house, totally a house-lust dream. Huge kitchen. Two refrigerators, and somehow it’s in the moment of looking through the kitchen for food, and finding some oatmeal with nuts and honey stuff that the dream switches gears.

how much of our parenting style comes from our parents?

I just found Girl’s Gone Child- she has a post recalling that her earliest memories are of nightmares. She says she remembers waiting in her bed for her mom or dad to scoop her up and put her in between them, safe and cozy in their bed. She writes, then, about her little one crying for her from his [...]

the strangest heart i’ve ever felt

Dream last night:
Bu and I have traveled to Alabama to stay w/ Lexie. The house is long and narrow. Very light in space and aura.
Her whole family is there; it’s a mad zoo. Her dad, granddad, cousins. I feel overwhelmed by them all. They all look like M’s family with his dark wavy hair. Remy [...]

dai(sy)dreams

A sample of what I daydream about while nursing the baby 1,234,798 times a day:
Maybe I should take a nap… no, I’m not that sleepy. Naps… Leo da Vinci did little power naps all day and night instead of a long sleep. Da Vinci lived in a non 9-5 world. Artists should. I should. [...]

someone else’s nightmare

That’s a working title. I sat down to do this transformative beautiful piece about the dream I had the other day, and this came out instead. Bu looked over my shoulder and remarked “Wow. Old school Heidi.” I said “Yeh, I can hardly look at it. It freaks me out.”

It’s a hard thing to share, [...]

mom

The craziest, most serendipitous thing happened:
My souster (bestest friend, soul+sister=souster) works in a photo lab, and she called me to tell me she and our friend were printing a set of snapshots, and the women in the photos really reminded them of the YaYas (my mom’s girlfriends.) They looked closer, and realized they were the [...]