Far away in time

TV and Art (Two Separate Discussions) April 18, 2008

Filed under: A Purse Full of Boys Wrapped in Napkins,Artsy,Beauty Queen Hands,Me,TV — Echo Beach @ 12:12 am

So the Eli Stone finale was on tonight, and oh man you guys, there was so much crying. I started getting all teary before the opening credits, then Victor Garber got me really going, and I spent at least the last half-hour just all out; tears-streaming-down-the-face, the whole nine yards. It was very cathartic, I feel great now. Seriously, if it’s back next season you guys should totally watch it. The beginning of the season was kinda rocky, but it’s totally becoming my new Grey’s Anatomy (i.e. show that makes me cry every week, whether I want to or not [Grey’s Anatomy itself no longer fills this role, which continues to make me sad, but in a disappointed way, not a crying way]). Also you have not lived until you’ve seen Victor Garber sing (yeah I totally love him, but he’s awesome, spy daddy, lawyer daddy, I don’t care, he’s totally my TV surrogate dad. Along with Hugh Laurie on House, and if the image of the two of them as a gay couple with a daughter doesn’t make you unreasonably happy, I don’t know what will).

In other news from tonight’s TV shows: on The Office Jim and Pam are too cute for words, I totally “awww”-ed, even after I had steeled myself against their cuteness. But I think the internet quiz was right, Jim really is my ideal boyfriend; I just want a tall, dorky guy who I can joke, (and banter) with, and who sometimes calls me by my last name. See, that’s not so much really.

In non-television news, I was looking for quilt books at the library, and I found this altered books book, and it’s totally amazing. I’ve done some collage, a little painting, not much three-D but I have made a few books into boxes, (I have actually made books, but they didn’t have anything inside them). But this is like this amazing combination of all three, with words underneath, the possibility for narrative, and interactivity. I started making one last night, using my file of ten years worth of magazine clippings, plus the three+ year old stack of Elles that I can never bring myself to throw away, because when I go on an art binge and I need to find pictures of doors they are there for me. I’ve got one page spread done, and one halfway done, and there are piles of magazine pages spread across my entire floor, and it’s great. however I have discovered that I’m too old to sit all hunched over on the floor to work on a project. I go into this kind of a fugue state, where I’m so involved and focused on what I’m working on that everything else just falls away, and I’ll “wake up” two, three, four hours later, and these past few days I’ve barely been able to stand back up, my back and legs are so sore. Sadly I am not yet old enough to afford a nice big table to work at (I have a desk for my sewing machine, but it’s small, and cluttered with sewing crap) so I’m going to keep sitting on the floor (and spreading all my stuff across it).

In bottom of the page news: I have finished my week of everyday blogging, but I think I’ve finally sorted out what I want this thing to be, so I’m going to keep writing regularly (I wish I could promise only when I had something to say, but it’s more likely to be the opposite). I also want to write about Dollhouse (it’s on the hastily scrawled post-it), but I’m still trying to marshal my thoughts beyond “Squee!”, so we’ll see how that goes.

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