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marching on



Saturday Women's March was exhilarating. I marched in Washington, DC with my husband and son, my sister and her husband, a dear friend from high school and two friends of hers, and I had many friends in the crowd that I never managed to see or connect with — there were simply too many people. Our phones lost service, so we marveled at the mass of people around us, unaware of what exactly was happening — that women were marching everywhere, filling the streets of LA and Boston and Chicago, walking through snow and rain, marching all over the world. We heard rumors in the crowd that other cities were turning out, but had no idea until we got back to my sister's apartment and turned on the TV just how massive the day was. 

And then came Sunday, and alternative facts, and a week of appalling executive orders.
I am sitting down tonight, with Hugh asleep, and Sean on the couch beside me, to write this — mostly for myself, but maybe for you, too, if you need it: chin up.
Aboard his flagship, the Bonhomme Richard, Jones led his small squadron in the capture of seven merchantmen off of the Scottish coast. On September 23, 1779, Jones fought one of the bloodiest engagements in naval history. Jones struggled with the 44-gun Royal Navy frigate Serapis, and although his own vessel was burning and sinking, Jones would not accept the British demand for surrender, replying, “I have not yet begun to fight.” More than three hours later, Serapis surrendered and Jones took command.
This week, I have felt like Jo March, wishing I could run away and somehow join the fight (or at least the Twitter fight). But much of the real work to be done is at home — in neighborhoods, like mine, where people see the world in wildly different ways. So this weekend, we are working on building our community by inviting people over for waffles and a political postcard-writing session (if you are in NE Ohio and enjoy waffles and/or civic action, email me: evencleveland (at) gmail dot com).

I'm also thinking about forming a group that would meet once a month to learn about an issue in depth at the state and local level (again, email me if you are interested). I'd like to try and bring in an expert or a speaker for each meeting, or maybe each person could take a turn doing research into a particular theme and come back to report to the group.

They may be burning the ship, but we can still fight (even — or especially — with cardboard signs and waffles and postcards and phone calls and wonky civic groups).

Some other things:
A march for science: 'Who can participate: Anyone who values empirical science. That's it. That's the only requirement.'
Leading, following and habits.
A comment thread full of resources - 'Mike Pence means it ... Call like you would floss.'
This poster, and this Twitter account.
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this weekend


It's snowing this morning, and we've already been outside once to check the bird feeder and rake the snow (the rake being Hugh's favorite yard tool). I imagine we'll be out again after nap and lunch.

I am wearing my new favorite sweater. It looks beige, but is actually flecked with all sorts of bright colors (when I was in New York, I saw a similar tweed at BDDW covering a settee and made into a coat; the sweater was a more affordable way to get a little of the multicolor magic).

Weekend plans:
And a few things worth reading (from The New Yorker, The Washington Post and The NYRB):
And just like that, nap time is over. Next week: a few more gift guides. Happy weekend.

little skiers, mushroom cake, baby bears and stone houses






A post of personal odds and ends to wrap up the year:

Simple Christmas crafts are one of my favorite things (see: macaroni snowflakes, salt dough ornaments stamped and drawn, elf villages). Unfortunately for me, the will to craft doesn't generally hit until about December 20th, which means that I am either frantically trying to finish projects in the midst of epic cookie baking and assorted festivities, or have a bunch of half-finished Christmas projects hanging around after the 25th.

These little skiers were a two-season projects. They got half done last year, and the finishing touches were added this year. They are very easy to make — all you need is wooden peg people, popsicle sticks, hot glue and acrylic paint. The scarves are scraps of rick-rack, ribbon and twine, and the hats are the tips of lost gloves. Tiny pompoms, jingle bells and buttons add the finishing touches.

Another holiday project: mushroom cake. Inspired by Hither and Thither, using Sprinklebakes' (very delicious) recipe


Hugh has been busy wearing his bear hat.




And in other news, we bought a house: our very first. It was built in 1929 and has a secret bookcase door. We'll move in January.


Happy holidays!

this weekend


More sunrises.

Most mornings, the baby starts calling between 6:00-6:30. The early start means we get to see the world wake up. This photo of a misty field is from our Wednesday walk, and Sean saw Venus and the crescent moon yesterday (I am hoping for clear skies this weekend so I can see it, too).

Weekend-wise, our plans are low key: mainly walks and naps. We have pizza dough rising on the stove and I may make another batch of grape jam, depending on sleeping/waking states. It is a bit time intensive, but the flavor is spoonable fall deliciousness. I suspect it would be great with fancy cheeses, though most of ours goes to PBJ.

Thinking about:
Happy weekend.

around here


Dahlias are blooming, blueberries are ripe and we are getting to know a new little person: Hugh Clarence Madewell-O'Hagan, born (after a few inducements) on the thirteenth of July.

We're singing songs, taking naps, washing bottles and learning something new every day. He is the dearest thing, and Sean and I can't stop marveling at him.

'irrational infinity'



Before we left New York, I went to the Met a few times to spend some hours with the zellij-tiled dadoes in the Moroccan Court.

To make them, tens of thousands of clay tiles were hand cut into one of seventy shapes, then fitted into place, creating an intricate mosaic of repeating pattern (you can watch the mesmerizing process here). Though the overall pattern repeats, the subsidiary patterns-within-the-pattern are what captivate me: repeating circles and squares, rayed stars and labyrinthine lines. They appear and recede, lost and found as my attention wanders.



I still find myself thinking about them. I imagine kilns fired with olive pits and sawdust. I think about anonymous hands marking and chipping each tile, one at a time, thousands of times, then the puzzle-work of setting each piece in place, facedown in reverse. I am curious about the why of these tiles and patterns. A NYT article on the construction of the court notes that "the tiles’ traditional function is to soften the solidity of the walls" and quotes Jonas Lehrman: “The surface is seemingly dissolved, yet throughout the entire organization, even the smallest units are related by the overriding discipline of the geometry.” An Architectural Digest blog post cites Wijdan Ali's The Arab Contribution to Islamic Art: "The proliferation of arabesque abstract decoration enhances a quality that could only be attributed to God, namely, His irrational infinity ... The pattern of the arabesque, without a beginning or an end, portrays this sense of infinity, and is the best means to describe in art the doctrine of tawhid, or Divine Unity.”

Irrational infinity expressed through the discipline of geometry — it's wonderful, in the truest sense of the word.

settling in







A few shots of our bedroom. We've had a lot of fun building bookshelves, hanging pictures, and finding nice and necessary things like tiny bookshelf dusters, fern-patterned sheets and sturdy laundry baskets.

this weekend









Golden days.

Looking ahead:
Happy weekend.

Photos from yesterday morning's walk. The trees get a little brighter and a little barer every day.

wisdom underfoot







E. 41st between Fifth and Park is set with 96 bronze plaques created by sculptor Gregg LeFevre, each with a quote from a famous author. You can follow the path of words right to the main branch of the New York Public Library.

If you cross Fifth Avenue, pass the lions, go up the steps and pass through the revolving doors into the library itself, there is another plaque to read, right at the end of the rubber entry mat. It's not part of the Library Way project, but it is the one that moves me the most:



Photos by me. Feet with funny suntan lines: also me.


My wedding band. Today marks the 9th fall I've worn it.

Some gold gets better with age.

me + the sea


Cannon Beach, OR. I had a good time taking photos of waves, clouds, starfish and anemones, and nearly getting stranded by the tide.

The coast was my favorite, but there were other good parts: black pepper soda at biwa, shrimp tacos at Por Que Norooms and rooms of books, mechanical pencils and coveralls at Hand-Eye Supply, gold earrings and silver clogs at Alder + Co., travel mugs and Eena bags at Canoe, grain clutches at Nationale, biscuits.

ceilings


Plaster ceiling by Joseph Rose for the dining room of Lansdowne House, ca. 1765-1768.

Makes me think of very fancy cake.

crystal bellies, manticores + dour infants




From top: 

Attributed to Master Heinrich of Constance. The Visitation. Walnut with paint, gilding, and rock crystal cabochons. 1310 - 1320. (Fun fact: the crystal covered cavities in the bellies of Mary and Elizabeth may have originally allowed glimpses of the fetal Jesus and John the Baptist.) 

Hard-paste porcelain figure of a manticore. Austrian (Vienna), Du Paquier factory, ca. 1735.

Jean-Joseph Carriés (1855-1894): The Infanta. Glazed stoneware. 1890-1894.

very old things








From top to bottom:

Limestone mortar and pestle. Syria. Neolithic period: late 8th millennium B.C.
Anthropomorphic pebble figure. Limestone. Israel. Neolithic period. Late 7th millennium B.C.
Jug with concentric circles. Northwest Anatolia. 2700-2400 B.C.
Monstrous male figure (that’s actually what the tag reads). Central Asia or Iran. Late 3rd - early 2nd millennium B.C.
Cube weights from the Indus Valley. 2600 - 1900 B.C. (Like agate dice. I love these especially.)
Gold dog pendant (fantastically tiny - no bigger that the tip of my little finger). Mesopotamia or Iran. 3300-2900 B.C.
Carved ivory pomegranate (it is about the size of an acorn). Neo-Assyrian. 9th-8th century B.C.

egyptians



















A very, very few of the objects on view in the Met's Egyptian galleries. From top:

Niankhwadjet inhales a lotus (limestone detail from a false door). 2575-2520 B.C.
A spouted bowl (2649-2465 B.C.) and two plates (ca. 2750-2649 B.C.).
Blue-green faience wall decoration from the funerary apartments of King Djoser, ca. 2630-2611 B.C.
Feet of the Overseer of the Granary Kaiemsenuwy, 2345-2181 B.C.
Assorted hippos
Scarabs from Dynasty 18
Raisins, dates, figs + pomegranates from the tombs of Hatnofer and Amenhopte.
Gold fragments from the North Pyramid Cemetery. 1971-1668 B.C.
Linen sheets from the reign of Hatshepsut. 1479-1548 B.C.
Storage jars from the reign of Thutmose III. 1479-1425 B.C.
Gold toe caps from the tombs of the three minor wives of Thutmose III. 1479-1425 B.C.
Statuary fragment from the Great Temple of the Aten at Amarna, 1353-1336 B.C.
Lotus blossoms
A detail of a block from the sanctuary in the Temple of Mentuhotep II at Deir el-Bahri, 2010-2000 B.C.
View of Study Gallery 120
Assorted wing fragments
Faience inlay of a hawk from the Ptolemaic period
Mummy wrappings, A.D. 80-100