m has been a little houdini since birth. none of the readymade velcro swaddlers worked on her, because she would inevitably wriggle out in minutes. one blanket didn't work either, because she would work her little arms up her chest and loosen the blanket, while kicking her legs for momentum. smart, yes. helpful for her to achieve sleep, no. it took a tutorial from my friend shauna before we figured out how to get her in a secure swaddle- which was her happy place even if she fought it tooth and nail.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
naptime evolution
m has been a little houdini since birth. none of the readymade velcro swaddlers worked on her, because she would inevitably wriggle out in minutes. one blanket didn't work either, because she would work her little arms up her chest and loosen the blanket, while kicking her legs for momentum. smart, yes. helpful for her to achieve sleep, no. it took a tutorial from my friend shauna before we figured out how to get her in a secure swaddle- which was her happy place even if she fought it tooth and nail.
Monday, September 29, 2008
artist statement that goes with image...
This piece recollects the 1989 Loma Prieta earthquake, which, in its fifteen-second duration, caused considerable damage and fatalities throughout the Bay Area. One of the most significant areas of destruction was the Cypress Section of the 880 Freeway in West Oakland which collapsed, destroying the freeway and killing over forty people. Beginning in the late 1880's, the story of West Oakland has been one of laborers and immigrants moving in to the area to work on the railroad, on World War I or II related work, or in the shipyards. Following the Depression and World War II, West Oakland has been characterized by unemployment, poverty, and urban blight. Since its construction in the fifties, this portion of the 880
bisected this historically low-income area of Oakland, leaving its' residents further isolated from downtown Oakland and their histories lost.
Just as fault lines are present but imperceptible until they shift, elements of societal unrest often reside undetected: issues such as class, race, and gender exist below the surface until revealed by some friction. The image of this freeway collapse acts as a
metaphor for these buried yet ever-present problems; issues which can lead to upheaval, but are often issues connected to poor, and thus, forgotten communities. The image of this damaged structure is an elegy to West Oakland's
unknown narratives, to its inhabitants minimized due to their ethnicities and class, and finally, to the lives that were lost on the Cypress in October of 1989.
today's points of joy
- talking with friends at art openings
- studio time! time to paint again...
- crunchy sweet apples from farmer's market...the first of the season
- hanging at the fire pit in our backyard with friends
- when our next door neighbor omari hangs out with little m
- my brothers feeding little m baby food
- little m grabbing her feet and playing with her toes
- matt's made from scratch pasta. butternut squash ravioli with browned butter & sage (yum)
- our freshly painted livingroom wall
Sunday, September 28, 2008
watch this
the smallest consumers
Friday, September 26, 2008
call + response
road trips + siblings = the best of times/the worst of times
- sitting on the vinyl bench seat in the back of our ford fairmont, sans air conditioning and driving over thousands of miles of freeway. since we mostly drove in the summer, my legs stuck to the sticky seats countless times, embossing the seat's braid pattern onto the backs of my thighs. i can still remember that yellow ochre vinyl as if i just drove in that car this afternoon.
- staying up late, talking to my dad while the rest of the car, all of my siblings, plus my mom, slept. once, in ohio, as everyone slept, my mom sat to my right, her jaw dropped open and sound asleep, and my dad sat to my left, driving the car. the two of us had an extremely serious conversation about what i wanted for my twelfth birthday. (some things never change: i think i probably detailed my entire vision for bday # 12 for hours. my dad must have been very patient) one of my wishes was 12 horses, naturally. because why not ask for 12 when you don't even have one. or know how to ride a horse, for that matter. anyway, my dad asked me what qualities i wanted these horses to possess, and apparently i had high hopes for them, as my dad made up a little song just for me and one of my horses. he named one of the horses "oh my" and as we drove past miles of cornfields he sang, "oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my, the singing, swimming horse." sadly, my dream of twelve horses never came true, but it lives on in the oh my melody.
- driving late at night, and arriving at a hotel when it had been dark for hours, only for my dad to get back in the car and say, "sorry kids, we've got to keep driving" so that we'd end up at a hotel with a pool. (we kids required a pool at whatever hotel/motel we stayed at- nothing more, nothing less.) then in the morning we would get a late start- i always thought that it was a completely selfless act on the part of my parents to let us swim all morning, but now that i am an adult and i recognize my dad's love of sleeping in and his tendency to take a while to get ready...i realize that maybe it wasn't 100% altruistic. who cares - we swam, he snoozed; everyone was happy.
- sitting in the middle seat of the fairmont, with jonathan falling asleep on one of my shoulders and rebecca falling asleep on the other. (hmm. it seems a theme is that everyone else slept and i was somehow awake all the time.)
- making up silly car songs with my siblings... um, "north american van lines, we do chicken right?" that's one line of a favorite ditty we invented- i have no idea what that song was about. uh, johnny? bec? any clue?
- racing through parking lots to touch the car first and win shotgun. (so safe to dart about parking lots, i know.)
- fighting over who sat where. and for how long. and making invisible boundary lines in the back seat, and then crossing them. and getting tired, and bored, and cranky. breaking up into sibling cliques for the day (you can do that with 4 kids, you know) and then switching to another favorite sibling the next morning.
- listening to the only music we had in the car over and over: one summer it was the beach boys greatest hits- we listened to that tape on repeat all the way across the southern route of the u.s. i swear, still every time i think of the massively huge state of texas i start humming the tune to "california girls." one trip the soundtrack was mc hammer (awful, right?), and then there was the michael w. smith "go west young man" era. yikes.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
today's thoughts on painting, by others
as i get ready to go into the studio this week, i am thinking through these thoughts on painting by other makers:
... putting down what I felt in terms of some overall image at the moment today, and perhaps being terribly disappointed with it tomorrow... trying to make it better and then despairing and destroying partially or wholly... getting back into it and just kind of frantically trying to pull something into this rectangle that made sense to me... (Richard Diebenkorn)
I had the landscape in my arms as I painted it. I had the landscape in my mind and shoulder and wrist. (Helen Frankenthaler)
To paint is to know how to put nothing on the canvas, and have it look like something when you stand back. (Robert Henri)
for instance...
Monday, September 22, 2008
happy monday!
Saturday, September 20, 2008
living in the o
Friday, September 19, 2008
little m's favorite nap location
Thursday, September 18, 2008
to blog or not to blog
more info on the show...
We Are California History
Sept 17 - Sept 27, 2008
Reception: Sept. 27th 5-8pm
Participating artists:
Timothy Buckwalter, Jessica Cadkin, Paola Coda, Alika Cooper, Kamil Dawson, Narangkar Glover, Daniel Healey, Robbin Henderson, Hannah Henry, Amy Hibbs, Jeanty, Therese Lahaie, Scott MacLeod, Jill McLennan, E. Minnow, Colleen Mulvey, Claire Nereim, Russ Osterweil, Nathanial Parsons, Susannah Prinz, Jasmine Shahbandi, Julia Shirar, Andrew Ãœtt, Susan Vander Mellen, Patricia Wakida, Jeanty, Janet Silk Gabrielle Thormann.
We Are California History is a unique juried show created by Jo Ford for the Oakland Art Gallery. Jo invited artists to submit pieces that either recreated or summed up their first "California History Moment". A moment that could have been based upon personal memory as much as "historical fact".
California has often been invoked as the furthest frontier and the seedbed for the future of the country. This exhibition was an opportunity for California artists, both recently arrived and "native", to explore the relationship between their own recollections and experiences and public conceptions of the state's history.
The closing reception at the gallery on September 27th 5-8pm will include an exciting artwalk. No art will be bought or sold, however, art can be won during the artwalk activities!
This fun event is also a mini-fundraiser for the Oakland Art Gallery! Tickets will be sold on a sliding scale donation of $40 - $100 allowing participants to enter the artwalk and win a piece of art. Special limited edition prints by artist Rachelle Cohen will also be available to win during the artwalk.
If you do not want to participate in the artwalk activities, but would like to come enjoy the event, the entry is FREE.
new art up
Friday, September 12, 2008
after cochlear implant appointment #1
the shocking and good news: if we want to go ahead with the implants, she would do them (pending insurance approval) at SIX months! wow. that is in the next month or so. with insurance it may take longer, especially as we'd like to do both sides at once (that may get rejected at first, but the surgeon says they always get what they want from the insurance companies, ie both sides implanted, in the end). we were really surprised, so we have a lot of thinking to do. but we essentially have to say the word and they will get the ball rolling.
also, she was very encouraging about little m's likely ability to speak/"hear" with the implants with such an early prognosis. she highly recommended the oral school where our friend mary claire works/ed in redwood city for monrovia, over other programs which incorporate more sign and which often have kids with lots more issues or later diagnosis than monrovia. you can pray for us as we begin to try to get that funded through the school district. our audiologist told us that our priority right now should be to get the IFSP (Individualized Family Service Plan, which is the school districts support for us from birth through age 3) to state which gets us services at that school. so we essentially have to prove that the districts services are inadequate for our needs compared to this program.
i guess the hardest part of the appointment was hearing some of the very scary complications that can happen. she is so small to have such a crazy operation. it's also hard having to answer so many questions about my pregnancy/labor (did you have any fevers or viruses, did you take any medicine, etc etc.) that basically make me mentally scroll through my pregnancy and labor to try and remember if there was something that could have caused this...if i should have noticed something or done something differently. that part is always difficult for me, because it has been hard not to blame myself already.
SO. lots of decisions to make, and another team to see next week. although in some ways we are content with who we've met here and feel happy to stay with this team. in the meantime, she is growing, discovering and changing daily, and we are ever so thankful she is our daughter and no one else's!
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
where we're at
So....We take Little M for her first cochlear implant consultation. We will be meeting with a potential doctor, who we might if we decide to get implants for Little M. We are definitely headed in that direction, and talking with this doctor today will give us the opportunity to get her opinion on whether Little M is a candidate, at what age she could get implants. The surgeon will be looking at M's CT scan from a few months back, among other things.
This doctor works with the cochlear implant team at Children's Hospital Oakland. Next week we meet with part of the team from Stanford. Basically in addition to getting feedback from these surgeons on whether Little M can get implants and when, this is an opportunity for us to see which team we feel most comfortable with and who we click with (just like picking any doctor).
As we move closer in this direction, the primary conversations we have had have been the following: one, our concern that we are not trying to make Little M "normal". A number of people we have talked to about implants (and you can also hear this sentiment in the movie Sound and Fury (below)) have mentioned that now their child is normal. (Whatever "normal" is. Someone just told me a story yesterday about how someone they knew had a deaf child and then their second child was (her words) normal. I am so sensitive to that these days...) We love her completely and believe that part of who she is is her deafness. Of course we would want her ears to be healed and for her to know the joy of sound and of not only our voices but of the sounds of the world around us (As I write this sentence I hear the sound of the neighbor's granddaughter talking, birds in the trees out front, a car passing our house, a neighbor's door closing...It is amazing how much more i hear on a conscious level now, and how I wish she could hear these same noises) The reality is that even with implants M will be deaf, that anytime they are not on (in the bath, pool, at nightsleeping, etc.) she will still be unable to hear anything. We love her as she is and don't want to fix her, and we know that we will learn from and through her as she will experience this world differently than Matt and I do as hearing people.
Our second main conversation has been the fact that we want you, our family and friends to be able to speak in meaningful ways into our daughter's life. We believe that with implants she would be able to communicate with so many more people than if she was only able to sign. We desire for her to benefit from the richness of the community that we have around us (near and far), and we are depending on you to be a part of the community hat loves her, supports her, and communicates with her as she grows up. I think it would be pretty sad for her if she had to miss out on deeper interactions with our family members and friends. At the same time, we hope that she is able to learn ASL and communicate and know other deaf people that are like her.
It is hard to make so many decisions, and weigh so many options when she is only 5 months old- from this surgery to what kind of school she should go to (yes, that is already something we have to decide. crazy, no?) to the normal stuff like how to best get her to sleep through the night. It is overwhelming. Often. And yet, she breaks through the hard parts of this because she is just pretty amazing. She continues to delight us every day. She looks so intently at everything with such a curiousity and concentration, from shadows to paintings to trees. We love to watch the 24 hour Little M Channel, as the author Anne Lammott would say.
For more information on what a cochlear implant is:
http://www.nidcd.nih.gov/health/hearing/coch.asp
http://www.jtc.org/audcorner/faq/normal_child.php
http://www.bilateral.cochlear.com/32.asp
For more information on the actual surgery:
http://www.californiaearinstitute.com/hearing-device-center-california-ear-institute-bay-area.php#cochlearimplant
A good documentary that you can get from Netflix about some of the issues surrounding cochlear implants and Deaf culture: Sound and Fury