Posted by: Sally Ingraham | December 31, 2011

Morning Walks in Late December

Even though my natural instinct at this time of year is to sleep in as late as possible, my need to get outside in the sunlight proved stronger this week. Although I went for a walk at a perfectly respectable time of the day on the 26th, when I was visiting my folks for Christmas, on two other occasions this week I actually got up hours early and went for walks before I had to go to work at 9:30 a.m.

The early morning walk on the 27th was in the sunshine and warmth (temps in the 40s), and it was the most natural thing in the world to take a nap on a rock along the shore, in a pool of sunshine, with the sound of the ocean surf lulling me into a state of blissful peace. Delicious.

My walk on the 29th was a different matter entirely. I still had the sunshine, but there was a ferocious wind and single digit temps and the combination nearly froze even my hardy arse. I had to relocate my walk from my original chosen path along Little Long Pond, in favor of the far more protected trail down through the forest to Hunters Beach. There I was rewarded with pounding surf (less lulling, but more exciting!) and although a nap was the last thing on my mind, I did find another puddle of sunshine that warmed me in spite of the minus 1 wind chill factor!

Good times. Documented here:

Laudholm Farm, Wells, ME – December 26th:

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Ocean Path, Otter Cliffs, Acadia National Park, ME – December 27th:

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Brassy Cove, Seal Harbor, ME – December 29th:

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Little Long Pond, Seal Harbor, ME – December 29th:

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Hunters Beach, Seal Harbor, ME – December 29th:

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On this last day of December, looking back over another year of outdoor adventures and lots of pictures, I can’t help tipping my hat to the Sarah of 2011 who played well and hard, who went for walks sometimes when the weather was less than great but had a good time anyway. I hope that Sarah will continue tagging along with the rest of my Sarahs for another year, and this time round we’ll sleep in less, go for MORE walks, and take even more pictures.

Happy New Year all! I can’t wait to see what mischief we all get up to in 2012. 🙂

Posted by: Sally Ingraham | December 28, 2011

Lucky Stars

This morning at work I unwrapped some items that I had carefully wrapped a few weeks ago for a Christmas promotion. It occurred to me that the used wrapping paper would be useful for craft projects, and then I remembered a post I had seen on The Mary Sue that dealt with this very issue. There I found the very same fun little Origami Lucky Stars that I had seen on The Cheese Thief blog recently. I had been meaning to make some. Turns out, they are super easy to make and quite addictive. I made a pile of them, ingrained the instructions into my memory, and can predict that these Lucky Stars will travel with me into the future!

I have been informed that there is an empty Svetka bottle that needs to be filled with lucky stars – I guess that will keep me busy for awhile!

Posted by: Sally Ingraham | December 27, 2011

Calendars and Bookshelves

I hope everyone had a lovely Christmas! I buzzed 3 hours down the coast to my parent’s house, where my four sisters and I gathered together for what may be the last time for awhile. Over the course of two and a half days we updated each other on our increasingly complex and interesting lives, ate far too many cookies, watched four of the Doctor Who Christmas Specials (including the brand new one – The Doctor, the Widow, and the Wardrobe – which was quite fantastic), and went for a walk in the salt marshes at the edge of Laudholm Farm. It was a thoroughly pleasant Christmas.

My blogging has been sporadic this December (as usual) because I was making most of my Christmas presents. I got the nutty idea in my head to make calendars, which turned out to be rather involved (not surprising, right?). I completed two extremely fun designs – a Doctor Who themed one for my youngest sister, and a Galaxy Quest themed one for the sister who came right after me. Then I set to work on one for my mother, full of vegetables and quilting patterns. I got a little carried away, but I’m happy with the results and so was she.

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Giving gifts was wonderful this year. And I received a rather splendid assortment of presents myself – but fortunately, not a single book! My family was warned away from what is usually my favorite thing to unwrap, because as it is, I already have a good assortment of books to sort through in preparation for my upcoming move.

As I sit at my computer, my eyes wander fondly over my bookshelves where ALL of my books have been collected together (both the books I had formerly left at my parent’s house, and all the books I’ve picked up since leaving home) for what ended up being an unfortunately short time. Soon I will be ruthlessly sorting them into piles that designate them as donations, books to be passed on to friends, gifts, or the few precious ones that I will keep. Books are easy to store, but as with so many other things in my life at this particular time, I feel the need to whittle my collection down to the essentials – the few books that help to make me ME, and a couple of fresh ones (books to be tested and tasted for the first time.)

So here then, for posterity, are my bookshelves. Fondly, I bid this reincarnation of them goodbye and look forward to the next.

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With Christmas behind me, the next few weeks will be filled with packing and plotting. After spending a bit of time at my parent’s house hanging out with my little sister, I am heading to Oregon, where I will be starting a practicum in Natural Building at Aprovecho Institute in March. I intend to spend the month of February crossing the country, visiting friends along the way and seeing and doing as much as I can – and taking lots of pictures. (One of the totally brilliant presents I got for Christmas was Adobe Photoshop Lightroom 3!)

Exciting times. I’ll go ahead and promise you that the blogging will remain sporadic at best. I’ll keep at it though. I glean so much pleasure from blogging and truly value the friends I’ve made through doing this. If I get to meet some of you in the coming year I’ll consider myself twice blessed. Until then, thanks for reading, for all your comments, for the book and movie suggestions, and for everything else. Enjoy the rest of 2011, and a very Happy New Year to you all!

Posted by: Sally Ingraham | December 14, 2011

Movie Mayhem: Autumn 2011

I had trouble narrowing down the movies I wanted to focus on for this post. It was a particularly eclectic season of movie watching, and while I did knock out some of the summer and fall blockbusters (Contagion, X-Men: First Class, Bridesmaids, Green Lantern, Captain America: The First Avenger, Puss in Boots, Limitless) I also got to see a lot of lesser-known/foreign movies. As usual, Reel Pizza Cinerama had a great autumn lineup, and twas the season of MIFF-by-the-Sea, so in late September I had access to a particularly good batch of international/independent films. (For past MIFF-by-the-Sea movie reviews see here and here.)

Out of 38 titles, detailed below are the movies that I found to be the most interesting in one way or another – but I’ll at least point you in the direction of a couple more that are worth checking out: In Good Time: The Piano Jazz of Marian McPartland, Falling Overnight, Sarah’s Key, The Woodlanders, and The Good The Bad The Weird (see L’s review of that last one here).

uncle boonmeeUncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives (Writ. & Dir. Apichatpong Weerasethakul. Stars Thanapat Saisaymer, Jenjira Pongpas, Sakda Kaewbuadee, and Natthakarn Aphaiwonk. Thailand, 2010)
This movie defies explanation. It is a jumble of long, long, slooooowwwww scenes that sketch in the events surrounding Uncle Boonmee’s death, and his memories of his past lives. What it is about, really, is elusive. Easily the strangest movie I have seen or probably will see this year. Combining dream sequences, more or less fanciful, with elements of the real and the spirit world, the story creeps. A friend of mine saw it first and came to me in almost wrathful frustration, insisting that I watch it so that I could share her disquiet. Almost guiltily, I found myself utterly captivated by it. While some of the sequences left me with a quizzical eyebrow raised, others brought tears to my eyes, or something close to laughter. There was something wondrous about the matter-of-fact interactions of the living characters with the ghosts of dead loved ones and spirits of nature, and the gentle, beekeeping Uncle Boonmee seemed enviably in tune with his surroundings and with his past lives. The scenery of Northern Thailand is a lush and beautiful bonus. The greatest difficulty the film presents is really just sitting through it and giving in to its non-linear bizarreness. Having arrived at a suitably contemplative attitude, I believe this film can stir the strangeness within you. This NYT review strikes me as spot on, so do give it a scan through. On a completely non-serious note, the glowing-red-eyed ape men in the movie instantly reminded me of the Rat Creatures from Jeff Smith’s Boneville comics – which is completely unfair, but continued to crack me up as the movie progressed. So maybe my moments of laughter had more to do with that than the actual movie – but I’m pretty sure the scene with amorous catfish was hilarious without any help from:

I kind of want to go read Bone now instead of finishing this post...

route132Route 132 (Dir. Louis Belanger. Writ. Louis Belanger and Alexis Martin. Stars Francois Papineau and Alexis Martin. Canada, 2010)
This was my favorite of this year’s MIFF-by-the-Sea movies. Immediately following the accidental death of his young son, unable to cope or face his ex-wife, Gilles embarks on a spontaneous crime-spree with his old friend Bob. Spiraling into a sort of roadtrip movie, the story is a series of encounters with people and places along the south shore of the St. Laurence river in Quebec. Robbing small town ATMs and churches in order to get by, the pair both end up examining their lives and the string of actions that have brought them to the present moment, ultimately making decisions that will abruptly change the course of their futures. Although it lacks anything really unexpected and presents no especially new perspectives on grief or the choices that end up defining a person, the movie contains some strikingly beautiful moments that I have daydreamed about frequently since seeing it. A rather lovely, sad film.

the tripThe Trip (Dir. Michael Winterbottom. Stars Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon. UK, 2010)
The line between fact and fiction blurs in this movie about a trip that Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon took together, touring round the north of England at the request of The Observer, sampling food at some of the country’s finest restaurants. Originally Coogan had arranged to go with his girlfriend, but when that fell through he was “forced” to take his best friend and source of constant headache, Brydon. The story is very likely entirely a work of fiction, but these two brilliant comic actors are completely natural and sound unscripted and unrehearsed. The running joke between them of who can mimic Michael Caine the best doesn’t even get old (although it is endless), since their constant bickering never seems forced. The movie touches on the realities of the life of working entertainers, interspersing details from the actors’ (fabricated?) personal lives and gently prodding the various types of sacrifices and self-indulgences they endure. Charming and bawdy and serious by turns, ridiculous at times, and always, always returning to the underlying humor in life. Over hill and over dale, laughing (or at least chuckling) all the way.

ironcladIronclad (Writ. & Dir. Jonathin English. Stars James Purefoy, Paul Giamatti, Brian Cox, and Kate Mara. UK, 2011)
So, essentially this is not a great or even a good movie – but it had a couple of elements that I really enjoyed. Slightly based on historical events, it is set in 13th century England, right after the signing of the Magna Carta by vile King John. Having gathered an army and reneged his word, he is attempting to take his kingdom back and take revenge on the barons who quelled him into submission. A mysterious lone Knight Templar and a motley group of mercenaries led by one of the more determined of those original barons try to hold Rochester Castle against King John king john(Paul Giamatti, in one of his more manic and wild-eyed performances). As Caroline pointed out in the review that piqued my interest in the movie, there is a nice Battle of the Hornburg aspect (admittedly, the detail from her review that made me actually watch the movie – what an LOTR sucker I am and will ever be!) to the desperate bravery of the men in the midst of a seemingly hopeless siege. Tolerably good performances from an interesting mix of actors, beefed up with good action sequences involving lots of hacking with swords and shooting of bows, deteriorates into an almighty gore-fest (nabbing Caroline’s phraseology). I have seen nasty things happen to people in movies (Valhalla Rising leaps to mind) but the prize for most gruesome has to be handed over to this movie. A month later, I’m still feeling squeamish about that, um, part. Yikes. However, the other thing that keeps coming back to me about the movie is the rather excellent cinematography. There were some very pretty shots. These, combined with a fairly interesting cast, lift the movie a bit out of the muck. Certainly not for the weak-stomached, and really, there are so many other (more historically accurate) medieval war movies that you could watch. Yet, for some reason, I kind of liked this one. Take what you can from that.

Sadly lacking from Ironclad: elves on skateboards (artwork by skygazer888)

man from nowhereThe Man From Nowhere (Writ. & Dir. Jeong-beom Lee. Stars Bin Won. South Korea, 2010)
Something about the kid next door touches the heart of a cold, mysterious pawnshop keeper. When she gets kidnapped by the drug-trafficking organization that owns her mother, Tae-shik’s wrath is of the Arctic chill type. Cool and calculating, he systematically obliterates everyone in his path on his way to rescuing Somi. While the story is not particularly original (similarities to Leon abound), it is interesting in both its understated and its overblown elements. The action sequences are intense, violent, clever, sometimes oddly beautiful, and the camera takes time to linger on faces so you can see the slow smolder of emotion. Sae-ron Kim is lovely as Somi, wise for her years, with eyes that speak volumes. Bin Won’s performance as the Man from Nowhere was excellent. He had all the flashy moves, but he was also in full command of a character who used hardly any words (and relied for a good portion of the movie on only half of his face to portray his thoughts and feelings!)
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There is a little more to this movie than your average martial arts extravaganza. But since I seem to be running out of the words to do it justice, I’ll point you to L’s stellar review. Suffice it to say, I thoroughly enjoyed this one.

And there’s my autumn viewing for you. Many thanks once again to L and Caroline for your movie recommendations!

Posted by: Sally Ingraham | December 14, 2011

Playing With Paper (and pumpkins)

Tonight while dining out with some friends, I found myself doing something I have done since I was a little kid. Almost without thinking about it, my fingers started fiddling with the paper napkin ring that was lying on the table, and after a minute or two a tiny paper crane flapped out of my hand. Yes, I am that girl – the one who leaves random bits of folded paper on tables for the busboy/girl to clean up. Maybe they bring a moment of pleasure to whoever finds them and find their way into someone’s pocket – or maybe they land in the trash. I don’t know. I just like to make them.

I love to play with paper. When my local library puts out a new paper crafts book – especially one that includes paper folding – I squeal. Usually out loud, to the dismay of nearby patrons. (You may remember my glee in February over Trash Origami!) Recently it has not been books that have gotten me worked up over paper, but blogs. I keep finding the coolest paper crafts on blogs I stumble across.

For instance:

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I'm always soooooo excited when these things actually pop together!


On Jessica Jones’ fabulous blog How About Orange I found her instructions for a 3D paper ball. I’ve only cracked the surface of possibilities with my first try (shown above), using plain old printer paper – but I have in mind a pile of 3D balls made from the pages of a picture book that is falling apart. Should be brilliant.

Fellow book blogger Bellezza of Dolce Bellezza recently wrote about her Christmas tradition of folding a new origami ornament every year. After myself and a few others asked for the directions she had used to make this year’s ornament, she obliged us. I was filled with Christmasy joy when this little 5-pointed star came together with such lovely results.

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Finally, just tonight my geekery reached devilishly delightful new heights. Having taken knife to pumpkin in October in pursuit of the ultimate geeky jack o’lantern, it seemed only logical to take knife to paper in December in pursuit of the ultimate geeky snowflake! Between Anthony Herrera, Matters of Grey, and my little Gerber knife I produced these beauties.

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Yoda, o'course


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I always imagine that Storm Troopers are handsome blokes under those helmets.


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C-3PO, looking especially adorable

Ah yes, now the festive spirit of the holidays is decking my halls – and windows. Once the tip of my middle finger regains some feeling (having gone numb from pressing my knife through layers of paper), I’ll have at it again and make a few more snowflakes. Might design some Doctor Who related ones. Speaking of which, since I apparently never posted a picture of my jack o’lantern circa 2011, here it is:

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The Cyberman, feared throughout the universe

It’s the little things in life that make me happy. Like Cyberman o’lanterns and snowflakes from a galaxy far, far away. And paper – lots and lots of paper.

Posted by: Sally Ingraham | December 8, 2011

Movie Mayhem: Summer 2011

How about some movie babble?

It’s been awhile since I’ve jabbered about any of the movies I’ve seen. I was almost going to let these movies pack up their dust bunnies and slip away into the oblivion of my lists file – but for one reason or another these particular bits of cinema magic are begging for a waltz with the duster, and a good word put in on their behalf. I feel obliging tonight.

super 8Super 8 (Writ. & Dir. J. J. Abrams. Stars Joel Courtney, Elle Fanning, and Riley Griffiths. USA, 2011)
Easily one of my favorite movies of the year, this new offering from the brilliant and lens-flair-loving J. J. Abrams is about a collection of kids who set out to make a zombie movie during the summer of 1979. While filming a night scene they witness a catastrophic train crash, and soon after unexplainable and bizarre events throw their small town into turmoil. While the adults scramble to make sense of what is happening, Charles and Joe and the rest of the gang careen ever closer to the truth, super 8 camera in tow. Several things impressed me about this movie. The story had both classic, and pleasantly original elements, and the young actors were completely brilliant. Their incessant banter and rapid-fire delivery made a clever script sound perfectly natural. The special effects were excellent, but the train crash was EPIC. I saw the movie in the theater with my youngest sister and during the crash scene our jaws simultaneously hit the floor and stayed there. Funny, sweet, even heartwarming – but the gushyness was countered by some properly squee-worthy monster bits. Actually, come to think of it, Super 8 is kind of the kid-friendly companion to Monsters (which if you even remotely like alien movies you should go watch right NOW – my review of it is buried amid my other SF36 reviews here). Super 8 will without a doubt join it’s big brother, J. J. Abrams’ Star Trek, on my list of “movies worth watching more than once a year”. Highly recommended.

assassin in loveAssassin in Love (Writ. & Dir. Gareth Lewis. Stars Damian Lewis. UK, 2007)
A hit man who is trying to get out of the game accidentally becomes a baker in a remote Welsh village. Enough said. It’s delightfully silly. Especially when the villagers figure out that he’s a hit man and start ordering “hits”. Delighted with all the “cake” orders, Milo bakes up a storm – many hi-jinks ensue. The characters are a bit predictable and it gets rather whacked, but Damian Lewis is rather delightful as Milo Shakespeare. I am eager to see more of his work – wait a sec, I DID see him again this year, in the utterly foolish Your Highness (which I secretly laughed my ass off during…!) He was less awesome in that one. Oh well. If you’re looking for a quirky, funny, slightly romantic movie I would definitely point you in the direction of this one.

hamletHamlet (Dir. Gregory Doran. Writ. William Shakespeare. Stars David Tennant, Patrick Stewart, and Penny Downie. UK, 2009)
A recent twitter exchange with Redhead of Little Read Reviewer reminded me of how much I enjoyed this version of Shakespeare’s play. I admit that I watched it because Doctor Who/David Tennant stars in it, but ALSO I hadn’t watched a production of Hamlet since I was a teen and I had been meaning to revisit it forever. Redhead tweeted something about being shocked that she was laughing – at Hamlet! I agree that this production had me laughing too. At first I thought it was because Tennant’s delivery made some of the lines more humorous. As the thing progressed though, I became convinced that it was the lines themselves – it was the PLAY that was funny, in a tragic way of course. I’ve been meaning to watch another version to really compare, but I am aware that my slightly more mature sense of humor and sense of everything is much better equipped to appreciate Hamlet. I was blown away by this production – I loved it. Patrick Stewart in particular (not surprisingly) was frighteningly good as Claudius. I found myself hanging on his words, a bit breathless. The entire thing kept me on the edge of my seat – as it should have, because (finally, of course) Hamlet was totally brilliant! On my to-do list: watch the Branagh version, and watch Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead again.

mary and maxMary and Max (Writ. & Dir. Adam Elliot. Stars Philip Seymour Hoffman, Bethany Whitmore, and Toni Collette. Australia, 2009)
This is a strange, sad movie about an unlikely friendship. In 1970’s Melbourne, neglected, homely, 8 year old Mary picks a name out of a Manhattan phone book and writes a letter. Accompanied by a chocolate bar the letter finds its way into the life of Max, an obese, anxiety-attack prone man living on his own in New York. When he writes back and sends chocolate in return, a pen-pal relationship of 20 years sprouts. Animated and narrated through the letters, the small triumphs and moments of defeat in the lives of these seemingly mismatched but best friends is presented compassionately. It’s kind of a tough movie – achingly sad in some ways, but hopeful in others. The animation style is distinctive – not pretty, certainly not cute (although it has the charm and rounded edges of clay-mation). It’s a bit gritty, like the story. There’s beauty in it, but not unlike the beauty found in ordinary people, you have to coax it out.

parisMidnight in Paris (Writ. & Dir. Woody Allen. Stars Owen Wilson. USA, 2011)
Tagging along on her parent’s business trip to Paris, Gil and Inez enter rough relationship waters when Gil (a successful Hollywood writer who’s trying to write his first book) gets caught up in the mystery and magic of the city. Nostalgic for the golden age of the 20s, he can’t wrestle up much enthusiasm for her modern-day interests. When a midnight walk opens a door into a world of art and literature that he’s only dreamed of, Gil drifts further and further away from his fiance, but closer and closer to a better understanding of himself. This movie is delicious on many levels. First of all, Paris. Second, splendid cast. Thirdly, who are folks like Alison Pill, Kathy Bates, Adiran Brody, Tom Hiddleston, Marion Cotillard, and Corey Stoll playing? Oh, just Earnest Hemingway, Gertrude Stein, Mr. and Mrs. Scott Fitzgerald, Salvador Dali, other people like that. The movie is “a beginner’s guide to modernism” as an article from The Guardian so neatly put it (and wrote about). In a word, the movie is charming. It is a scrumptious feast of literary figures and artists, full of inside jokes and gentle pokes. Probably my favorite Woody Allen film, but I haven’t seen enough to be a good judge. This was the first of his recent works that made me actually want to go back to his early stuff and see what the fuss was all about, so I guess that’s something!

bride flightBride Flight (Dir. Ben Sombogaart. Writ. Marieke van der Pol. Stars Karina Smulders, Waldemar Torenstra, Anna Drijver, and Elise Schaap. Netherlands, 2008)
Three young Dutch women and a young man meet on one of the famous 1953 Great Air Race flights to New Zealand and the encounter forever changes the trajectory of all of their lives. An impossible romance, a secret pact, a terrible choice, and the promise of a better life – these are puzzle pieces in the picture that their stories paint. It’s a rather sweeping saga, treading dangerously close to soap-operatic, but somehow Sombogaart’s serious touch and the wonderful acting push the film onto solid ground. It is richly arrayed in period details – the costuming and color are lovely. While the inevitable outcome of it all seems apparent from the start, I got completely caught up in seeing how it all worked out for the characters that I quickly grew to care about. It’s a story that has lingered in my mind for months, a reminder of how much impact every choice we make could potentially have upon us. Heavy, melodramatic stuff, but told prettily enough here.

What was your favorite movie from the summer?

I’ll post about my autumn viewing in the next few days, then hopefully I’ll remain a little more on top of my movie mayhem for a few months…!

Posted by: Sally Ingraham | December 6, 2011

Am I having a mid-20s crisis? Well…..probably.

I spent the month of November giving myself eyestrain and headaches and a crick in my neck. Which is to say, I spent the month of November researching MY NEXT MOVE. You may recollect that back in September I claimed that I might be deploying to Antarctica for a winter job serving food and wiping down tables at McMurdo Station. This did not end up happening. I didn’t PQ in time, so from the squashy couches at my dentist’s office I watched Antarctica melt away. And I discovered that I wasn’t too upset about this. It turns out that just applying was the thing I needed to do. It was the first step, and now wanderlust is roaring through me and it turns out that I have lived in Maine for 17 years and that is quite long enough.

I want to go back to New Mexico, where I was born, or to the Pacific Northwest, where there are whole states that I have never set foot in. I am packing up my things (whittling my possessions down to a few essentials) and hitting the road in January 2012. Still not entirely sure where I’ll end up, but that’s not really important. To GO is the thing, and my destination will make itself known to me when it’s meant to.

Of course I do have a few things simmering on my burners. I will go practice my cooking skills at my parent’s home, being my Mom’s personal chef and harassing my youngest sister for a few weeks (I especially want to take her down to Boston for the 37th Sci-Fi ‘thon!) Then I have to get out to Las Vegas for the wedding of one of my best friends. I hope to learn some natural building and permaculture design skills at Aprovecho in Oregon at some point in 2012, hopefully as soon as March. By the summer I hope to have located some type of fun job, be it interning on an organic farm or working in a national park (I’m thinking Mesa Verde, or Yosemite, or Denali). I might try for Antarctica again next fall, or something else might come up. Who knows? I could even come back to Maine.

The important thing is for me to meet and get to know some new places, encounter some new people (or perhaps meet some people face-to-face finally?), and point myself towards a different type of lifestyle. I want to get out of the restaurant and retail industry. I want to work with my hands, draw my Sarah Bone comic, cook food made from veggies I grew myself, learn how to brew beer, read and write more and do it better, and take many, many, many pictures. Somehow I want to do all that while existing with fewer possessions and living on less money. How will I do this? I have a few ideas, but it will mostly be trial and error – as it should be.

The thing for the moment is to START, to GO, to make the NEXT MOVE. I’m keeping an open mind, and I am certainly open to suggestions. I probably sound a little nuts right now, because I am – caught up in the excitement of the whole thing. 2012 is going to be a hard, fun, brilliant year.

Until then I have another month of work, Christmas presents to make, all that whittling of possessions to do, and a hefty amount of blogging that I want to accomplish. Should be a whirlwind December.

Because I love lists, here’s a list of things that are inspiring me and keeping me excited about all my many different thoughts for the coming year:

Anthology Magazine – Every issue is packed with pretty locations, fun design/crafting ideas, and stories about people building small businesses and doing the things they love.

Faythe Levine – She made a documentary called Handemade Nation which follows the diy/handcrafts movement and goes into detail about a whole slew of small business owners and artists doing, again, the things they love.

Tiny House Blog – A current obsession of mine is tiny houses – anything under 1,000 square feet, but preferably dwellings under 200 square feet. Tumbleweed Tiny House Company makes some particularly snazzy ones. Ever since I build woven stick forts as a kid, I’ve wanted to build my own house – and I love the idea of making the most of a space that allows you to have a tiny footprint on the planet. I definitely see a cute, tiny apartment in my future – perhaps someday an actual tiny house?

Little Free Library – Speaking of tiny, check out this project to put thousands of little free libraries around the world!

Urban Homestead – A family home and micro-farm in Pasadena.

Smitten Kitchen – Anytime I need some inspiration in the kitchen I search this blog for ideas. Deb comes up with such fun recipes and presents them along with pretty pictures and amusing/interesting stories.

How About Orange – And just tonight I came across this super fun crafting blog which will surely be the inspiration for some of my Christmas presents!

If this is the classic Quarter Life Crisis, at least I can laugh at it with Erik Schoenek. And try to avoid doing this:
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And please someone stop me before I end up doing this…!:
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Posted by: Sally Ingraham | November 21, 2011

House of Leaves: Johnny’s prediction (or, Appendix IV)

After utterly failing to find or purchase cheap tires, get my car inspected, or cancel my cable TV today (not through lack of trying on any count…), I am in no mood to write about House of Leaves by Mark Danielewski, as was my plan when I got up this morning. It’s a monstrous book, a marvel, an irritation, and I liked it and liked to hate it. I hope to write about it at length someday, but I’ve already sat here for an hour staring moodily at my computer, grumbling to my cats about the terrible unfairness of life as a “grown-up”, and have come to the realization that petulance has won today.

In fact, I am grouchy enough that I’m beginning to think Johnny Truant’s words are coming true for me:

…no matter where you are, in a crowded restaurant or on some desolate street or even in the comfort of your own home, you’ll watch yourself dismantle every assurance you ever lived by. You’ll stand aside as a great complexity intrudes, tearing apart, piece by piece, all of your carefully conceived denials, whether deliberate or unconscious. And then for better or worse you’ll turn, unable to resist, through try to resist you still will, fighting with everything you’ve got not to face the thing you most dread, what is now, what will be, what has always come before, the creature you truly are, the creature we all are, buried in the nameless black of a name.
And then the nightmares will begin.

– from Johnny Traunt’s introduction to Zampano’s House of Leaves

Oh great, now I’m nervous about falling asleep tonight…

I’ve been meaning to go back and read the review by L of omphaloskepsis that made me want to read the book in the first place and caused me to pick it for a Wolfish read, so instead of going on peevishly about my troubles, I will do something that is rather suitable for House of Leaves – I will collect in one place an assortment of some of the commentary on Danielewski’s work that I’ve read. Call it Appendix IV if you like.

L’s thoughts:
The House that Mark built

Sasha’s thoughts:
First Encounter[s] with House of Leaves
Style, structure, and the “endless snarls of words” of House of Leaves
“A goddamn spatial rape.” — An examination of the uncanny and the house on Ash Lane Tree in House of Leaves
“I never thought this labyrinth would be a pleasant thing to return to.” — My own quest for answers within House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski, and some remaining questions

EL Fay’s thoughts:
“the question of occupation.”

Emily’s thoughts:
House of Leaves

I’m going to wander through the insightful and brilliant scribblings of these ladies, and I encourage you to do the same.

I’ll leave you with one of Zampano’s poems, a melancholy scrap from section F. of the Exhibits found at the end of the book:

(Untitled Fragment)

Little solace comes
to those who grieve
when thoughts keep drifting
as walls keep shifting
and this great blue world of ours
seems a house of leaves

moments before the wind.

This was The Wolves October read and as I half predicted, I’m posting copiously late about it. Oh well. Theoretically we will be discussing November’s read, The Planetarium by Nathalie Saurraute in about a week. Lesser miracles have been known to happen…!

Posted by: Sally Ingraham | November 12, 2011

Bar Harbor Bed Races

A yearly November tradition in Bar Harbor is the PJ Sale and Bed Races. The PJ sale involves shopping between 6 and 9 in the morning while wearing your pajamas to get extra discounts. Although I loath getting up and heading to work so early, it is usually pretty fun. And the Bed Races are fantastic. Five person teams (4 to push and pull the bed, 1 to ride it) careen up and down an 1/8th of a mile stretch of downtown road – best time wins. The teams deck out their beds and usually have amusing names. It’s great fun to watch, and today especially I was struck by how nice it was to be surrounded by grinning, cheerful, happy people. The delighted looks on faces young and old. Lovely stuff. I wanted to share a little of that ecstatic feeling with you all, so here’s a portrait of the Bar Harbor Bed Races 2011:

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A resounding “Hazzah!” to all the participants. I’m pretty fond of my home town right now! 🙂

(Aside: If this post looks completely wonky, it’s because I am writing it on my iPhone and I have no idea how the formatting will really work out… We’ll see!)

(Note: Well after just a tiny bit of tweaking on a proper computer, posting from the iPhone worked out all right. Interesting. Meanwhile, I managed to delete my header image. Oops! I’ll have to fix that from my home computer tonight…)

Posted by: Sally Ingraham | November 11, 2011

A November Roadtrip

Zoe Keating posterThe main purpose of my Nov 6th-8th trip was to see Zoe Keating in concert at Higher Ground, Burlington, VT. Zoe Keating is one of my favorite musicians – a fantastic cellist who uses a looping peddle and nifty computer programs to record and sample up to 16 layers of cello, weaving a truly remarkable sound. It was amazing to see her perform live – she was charming and funny in between songs, and absolutely captivating while playing. While I enjoyed all of her own pieces, it was particularly amazing to see her perform a section of Beethoven’s 7th, 2nd movement, which she ironically referred to as a “cover” (here’s a youtube video she uploaded awhile ago of it – the quality isn’t great, but you get the idea).

The concert alone was well worth the 8 hour drive from my home to Burlington, but in addition I got to spend time with two of my sisters who live there, and a good friend of mine came with me – together we concocted a grand adventure, definitely taking the long way round.

After stopping to visit the statue of Paul Bunyan in Rumford, ME, we drove up through Grafton Notch State Park, where we checked out Screw Auger Falls and Moose Cave, before heading on over the mountains into New Hampshire. We crossed both it and Vermont on westerly roads that lay further north in the states than I had been before, passing through many small towns and pretty bits of countryside. It was a spectacular day – relatively warm and deliciously sunny. The maples had mostly shed their leaves, but the oaks (which have been surprisingly gorgeous this year) were still hanging on to golden and russet leaves in many places. Sunset (which came dreadfully early) brought with it exciting and colorful clouds that chased us into Burlington, and off to the concert.

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The morning after the concert was spent downtown. Coffee was sipped at Speeder and Earl’s Church Street location, a narrow tunnel-like space made huge by a wall of mirror. Afterward, I couldn’t resist picking up a few more NYRB paperbacks at Crow Bookshop, and was happy to discover a shop I had overlooked last time I was in town called Trinket – located delightfully at No.32 1/2 Church Street. Lunch with my sisters and my friend was conducted at Duino!(Duende), where the highlight of the meal was sweet potato Poutine with a curry gravy. (Looking this place up just now, I am amused to discover that the name of the restaurant comes from Rainer Maria Rilke’s Duino Elegies and Federico Garcia Lorca’s The Duende: Theory and Divertissement – such an interesting place!)

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Blue converse all stars!In the afternoon my friend talked me into killing some time at a TJMax so that she could look for work pants, and while I was initially less than thrilled about it, I ended up leaving the store in a state of glee after finding and purchasing a pair of blue Converse All Stars for half their normal price. These shoes make me particularly happy since I have been geekily desiring a pair ever since noting that the 10th Doctor sported a couple of different pairs – although he preferred trainers, and opted for cream, black, or red ones!

Joyously decked out in my new shoes I then took off with my friend and one of my sisters to check out the Lake Champlain Islands. We found a blustery beach and a bunch of bird houses, and caught another great sunset.

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The evening was a complicated affair that involved a homemade pizza party, a kitten, and some bad open mic sessions.

The following day was, if anything, even nicer than the two days preceding it as far as weather goes. My flip flops even made a reappearance. The drive back to Downeast Maine seemed very long this time, but we got to visit America’s oldest general store in Bath, NH – The Brick Store – where we ate macaroni and cheese on the front porch before going around back to see the covered bridge. Eventually, after traversing once again the wilds of Route 2, we found our way home.

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This has been a remarkably lovely November, and this trip held just the right amount of adventure to tide me over until my winter travels and get me through my last few weeks of work. I usually find plenty to gripe about in November, but this year I have no complaints. Hope it’s treating you just as well, and if it’s not all you could hope for, I highly recommend finding something new to see and do, visit and explore, whether it’s in your own hometown or further afield. Have fun!

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