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I’ve studied through the slogans a dozen times in my life;
these are my musings on the slogan currently, what comes up on the day that
I am posting the slogan, not a formal interpretation.
For that reason they are less about straight Buddhist teachings,
and I think able to be shared with most practitioners of other faiths or no faith
(unless yours doesn’t allow you to read any other tradition.) If you have time and the inclination, I published the WHOLE thang here!
“#49: Always meditate on whatever provokes resentment.”
I love this slogan because it is a key to getting clear and more conscious and aware. Whenever I feel irritation, fear — especially that type of fear that is in the future, not so much someone coming at you with a knife — or hopelessness, it is a cue for me to stop talking or reacting, and to listen to the other person. If I can greet problems as opportunities to learn about myself and another person, I might be able to find a way to connect and certainly it will lower the anger level. I might garner compassion for the situation, or them, or myself. Those trigger feelings become ways to look inward.
Instead, when I am on my game, I stop, center, and reflect on
what is really going on in any situation. I listen, really listen.
I breath in the resentment and send, on the outbreath,
an antidote to whatever I am breathing in.
This doesn’t mean I might not have a good reason to object to a situation, or to be afraid. What it does mean is that perhaps I can handle it with wisdom.
Now on as separate subject, tonight as I was trying to create an great piece of art,
the Siamese that I belong to decided it was time for loving.
I have grown SO much. At another time I might have been a
little annoyed at the timing, and found a way to push her away.
Now I let the love in and am thankful to have a cat that loves me this much
that she comes running and finds me every night when I am really in a creative mood.
I used to project that she didn’t want me to make marks,
that she just wanted all my attention. When I dropped my annoyance
I realized that I am in the BEST mood when I am in a creative space or cooking,
and this is always the times when both females cats come to find me
and want to wheedle their way under my arm or wind through my legs.
They get that vibe, and they want some of that vibe!
I’m glad I am wise enough
now to appreciate the love!
In this weekly commentary on the lojong, I am interested in hearing about YOUR life or how the lojong affected you or your practice awakening in some manner. For more info about why, go here.
Okina Journal, with pen and ink, Opus 88 Koloro pen with Robert Oster inks: Muddy Bucket and Green Olive mixed.
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“Memory is more indelible than ink.”
Anita Loos, Gentlemen Prefer Blondes. “I think not….”
Me… why I journal!
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I journal mornings with stream of consciousness exercises,
and participate in Linda Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday whenever I have time. I write to a timer, 15-20 minutes, no editing except spelling, and of course I add my art! You can join us! The Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “animal sounds.” Write about the sounds animals make and how I experience them.
Izzee was the hardest to get to know because she screams bloody murder
at being touched by the cats while playing — she is so vocal that in the beginning
we were always running to what sounded like murderous squeals
but the truth was she was PLAYING. She squeals that way when she is picked up too,
if she doesn’t want to be picked up — so if someone were to overhear her
they’d think we were torturing her. But she has a slight variation of that
which now we know — and THAT squeal, so close to the other, is a distress call.
They do have a language.
Izzee looks so sweet
Yaman taking a ride.
Savitri, “I own this.”
Helper cats.
Gibbs is hiding.
Helper cats.
Are you listening?
I know they are discussing the new cats who are annoying….
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I wanted to be writing a different
kind of blog about my artwork “Morning Coffee” today.
I sketch about our lives,
and especially times with Mitchell and the cats, the best times of the day, cooking, laughing, color, sharing.
Mitchell makes coffee every morning. I see a scene like this in the morning on the counter, watching my amazing husband start our day. We love this colorful pottery which I cannot name, because lawyers have stopped me from naming what I own when describing my work. They call it copyright infringement.
We also love our coffee made in a Bodum press-pot,
and have fallen in love with our new colorful Emsa Samba thermos.
I also paint my favorite pens and inks bottles and THOSE companies love it —
they know it is free advertising because is a celebration of objects we love.
Some have asked if they could use it in a blog post for their company.
Anyhow, I painted it, made cards of it and then a lawyer from the firm of Andrew Cornelius, PC, representing HLC Holding, INC, notified Etsy that I had called my pottery by name, that it was a trademark violation, and proceeded to block the sale of my cards. I named it innocently. If Etsy and the lawyers who blocked my cards from being sold on Etsy gave me a way to comply, this would be over, but the lawyers have to release me, all because I named “Fiestaware”.
They think I was co-opting it in order to make a buck.
btw, that is about right. a buck a card…
and I wish people were clammering to buy my artwork
but i can’t quit my day job!
So it WAS trademark infringement, legally, and I learned something. The spirit of it doesn’t matter –the truth was I was just describing my artwork, our mornings, and made a mistake. I have no way to rectify that mistake, and sell the cards I’ve printed.Money to reproduce artwork does not come easy to this artist.
And now I am stuck with these cards because the
lawyer from the firm of Andrew Cornelius, PC, won’t write to Etsy. Etsy won’t give me a way back.
Etsy won’t allow me to change what was said in my description,
to write to them and share the emails (I tried)
and show compliance and have my artwork released for sale.
I now have not one but three black marks against me on Etsy (I sold my cards in packages, hence THREE removals)
I’ve written Andrew Cornelius, PC, many many times asking them to release my work,
that I am happy to comply, and other than the one email response in the beginning,
“You were using a federally registered trademark, FIESTA, to market and sell artwork. You do not have a license or permission to use the trademark.”
Etsy suggests that I hire a lawyer to fight it.
HAHAHAHAHAAAA like I can afford to fight a big company just to tell them I’M COMPLYING FOR GOD’S SAKE!!!
Gwenn Seemel, who introduced me to Creative Commons and whose blog
is not only lovely because she is a fantastic artist, but also because she speaks to our issues, wrote about my fight with these lawyers with a better spin on it.
She has written about others who had these fights with companies, including her own.
Every artist should read about these things.
That’s it, for now; if it changes (don’t hold your breath) I will tell you.
I doubt if we buy any more of the colorful pottery we’ve loved collecting.
When I set our table and open the cupboard to see
dozens of vintage and new plates and platters and cups and pitchers,
I makes me look at my favorite pieces very differently,
and leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Not what I want to start my day.
I will leave you with Tom Paxton’s song… Gotta love him.
And btw, he has no issue with me using this song in my blog.
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No Lojong today… Wicked busy shellacking to a deadline!
First trip to Oblation Papers here in Portland. It took a friend visiting from out of town — so sorry I had not gone before but better for my wallet! Great store, lovely people, and we had fun sharing pen and ink stories.
I bought my first Sailor ink, Mo in Tangerine. I have to admit I was sold by the origami box… Beautiful product design! A deeply pigmented orange ink, shown in journal and swabbed, below! However, it has a very strange smell, like Band-aids!
The serendipity of using two orange inks in my 1584 Journal, I began to think they were very very similar. But when I swabbed the inks, below, I could see differences. Diamine is brighter and leans pink, while yellows appears in the Tangerine. I am enjoying this ink, but will not lament it when it is gone — when the smell is factored in, it is not a nice as other orange inks. Below I offer some comps, from my favorites, Pumpkin and Orange Zest, to warmer Robert Oster oranges.
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