It has been snowing in Timber Valley almost every night for a week. It snows during the day and stops at night. Late in the evening the sky clears and a bright moon can be seen off the back deck of the cabin through dense Douglas fir trees. The sight of the moon through those trees reminds me of why I choose to live here. I went out on to the deck last night, barefoot in snow, at about midnight to look at the moon. Even Cody had gone to bed and it was quiet and clear and the air smelled of fir. I thought about a painting I once painted called “We Share the Moon”. I did it when I was traveling almost all of the time and missed Timber Valley and Ron and all of our animals. I had almost forgotten about that painting. I thought about how the moon is feminine in Spanish…la luna. Why feminine? Is it because of the changing nature of the moon, the fullness of the moon? I remembered the places I’ve lived before and how I saw the exact same moon then and now.
Cody likes the moon. I know all wise scientists say that a dog never looks back over his shoulder but Cody does. He does this when he looks up at the moon. I can hear coyotes during all phases of the moon. I notice it more during a full moon. Wolves too sing to the moon. My cats like a dark moon, the moon you can’t see. It keeps them hidden from juicy night prey. I read somewhere that a dark moon is a good time to light a candle and burn it until it goes out. That will rid your life of anything that needs to be gone. Kind of like smudging a house with sage, it will purify. I don’t know if it’s true.
I watched a documentary on the artist Ai Weiwei last night. I’m fascinated with him. He is a brave man and a stellar artist. He puts himself in danger with each piece of art and each statement he posts on the internet. He’s not just a flavor of the month as an artist. His studio is in China, but he finds a way to let the entire world know about the way the Chinese Government lies to everyone. They tell lies that are outright and lies of omission. Take a look at his art. Google him. Give him a chance. By the way, he sees the same moon as we do.
My shoulder is still injured. I go in for my second cortisone shot tomorrow. Hopefully that and one next month will keep me from surgery. Since I can’t paint, I’ve been reading and watching lots of TV. High point: The Oscars. Why? The clothes, the silliness of it and the fact I don’t think I’ve ever missed the awards as far back as I can remember. I love movies. They are real. Low point: The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. Yep, I used to watch Beverly Hills 90210 in its heyday, too. Why? The puffy lips, glass refrigerators, ugly tasteless art and clothing and my never-ending search for how can they be so unhappy when they have so many shoes in their closet. Hot shoes too.
I also watched a mini-series called Generation Kill. It’s based on an article from Rolling Stone by Evan Wright called “The Killer Elite”. I give it five stars. Don’t forget to watch the extras on the DVD. They are worth it. Also it stars Alexander Skarsgard….always a feast for the eyes.
Now I’m off to read Sanctuary by William Faulkner. I’m about halfway through. It’s dark and disturbing. This is a book that takes some focus to read.
“Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.” Mark Twain
“Don’t tell me the moon is shining; Show me the glint of light on broken glass.” Anton Checkov
What are your favorite movies? Best dressed nominees? Ideas and thoughts on the moon? Make a comment!!
Good luck on Wednesday Jeremy.