Meet me in the Day Room
The best way to learn a foreign language is to be submersed in the culture. You need to order your breakfast, ask where the toilets are, and pay for movie tickets in the native tongue. Medicine is the same thing. You can’t dip a toe. You have to dive in. If you’ve never been to [...]
I’ve been a little busy. I’m in clinicals 3 days a week and working my butt off studying for two tests a week. I mean I’ve literally been working my butt off. I’ve lost 48 pounds. I average over 10,000 steps per shift at the hospital. My pedometer doesn’t measure moving patients, making beds, and [...]
My husband is getting promoted August 1st. I’m pretty excited about it. I’ve been getting ready for the ceremony. We’re also looking at houses. Our VA loan came through and I have my eye on a 4 bedroom on a corner lot with a fireplace. I know that this blog uses a lot of emotions–most [...]
, originally uploaded by beefranck. I’m nervously awaiting school applications. I’m trying to get into nursing school. If accepted, I’ll be 36 when I start classes. Here is my favorite fear stitched in my favorite font by the lovely and talented Beefranck. Something about this embroidery makes me smile a little bit. It’s kind of [...]
I hate this part. I hate looking at what I’ve made and feeling like a failure. I hate feeling like I’ve made a mess that I should hide from everyone. I hate looking at that brown clump on the right side and wondering if David is right, that it looks wrong, that it’s too much [...]
Kalashnikov is about 50% done. I’m pondering my next “ancestor.” I appreciate you, dear blog readers. You are welcome to use my knitting and crochet patterns. You can copy any garment I sew. You can use the spinning techniques and the recipes. These are all crafts, and I love sharing them. I get a special [...]
I disappeared. It happens in Blogland sometimes. I just haven’t felt like talking. I was working a lot at a job I hated and I never got anything done. I’m back. This latest work is a tracing of my stretchmarks from pregnancy. I cried every morning when I was pregnant. I watched my stomach shred [...]
I’ve embroidered the M-9 before. It’s the gun strapped to my husband’s thigh while he works. What I mean to do with wool stitches is to soften, blur, conquer, control, and understand. All of the floss for this project was hand spun on a spinning wheel and dyed with acid dyes. I wanted to [...]
I have been a bit lost since I finished my Promise of Pills series. It didn’t help that we moved across the country to a place I didn’t want to go. (The Air Force gave us orders to England and cancelled them. They replaced England with Oklahoma–I cried for 3 days.) The truth of my [...]
Since I finished my Promise of Pills series, I’ve been a bit lost. I decided to make a map. So much of my identity has been tied to illness and depression for the last 20 years. How can I find the person underneath? I’ve decided to start celebrated the unique markings of my physical self. [...]
My pill demons have been exorcised. Either that or I’m tired f embroidering pills. I feel great about what I’ve created. With this series, I am finally able to call myself an artist without sarcasm and self depreciation. I am because I do. For those of you following along at home, here is my artist’s [...]
I’ve been sewing a lot lately. I’m recycling old t-shirts into underwear. The funny thing is that I used a tee with organs printed on it and the brain ended up on the crotch. I’m going to call this pair of knickers art because I can. This is a piece of my work–a bit of [...]
I was really honored to get this piece in my inbox. The artist wishes to remain anonymous. I absolutely respect my contributors’ privacy. Anyone can contact me at alexcateye [at] msn [.] com. I’m always available to talk. Don’t be afraid to share! I have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder due to being assaulted when I was [...]
November 14, 2010
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