Talking Tuesday: Sarah Hagerty

"Because real trust isn't about availability — it’s not just about someone physically being there — its about the fight they will make on your behalf."

~ Sarah Hagerty, Holy Lonely, Everything is Bittersweet, October 9, 2013

Mother and Babe

Better than Eden has a Marian image linky going through the end of the month, and since I have a lot of images of the Theotokos that I really like, I thought I'd just do a whole post on them!

This style of painting doesn't usually do it for me, but there was something about the pose of Mary that struck me.

I have a very small copy of this icon somewhere, and I love the story of it.  It is a Georgian icon, and the story goes that a man came into the church intent on destroying the icon, and slashed the face with a sword (you can see the slash marks across the middle).  He turned around to leave the church, sword in hand, and was struck dead at the doorway.  Don't mess with the Mother of God, ya'll.

This is one of my favorite Orthodox images of the Theotokos (Mother of God); it is from a Nativity icon.  I love how she has her check nestled against Christ's, in the way you do right after a baby is born.

I saw this image earlier this year, and I just love it.  The nursing Mother's gaze, the gauzy veil, the soft lighting, the whole thing. 

We've gotten several Christmas cards with this image over the years, and I've saved them all (and framed one).  I love the soft light behind Mary's head, and the richness of the palette is a visual feast.

This is more modern, but it has something evocative of the medieval Madonnas, I think.  

This is a charcoal drawing of the Orthodox icon above.  I have a copy framed in a shadow box that I set out at Christmas time.  I like the simplicity of it.  (Available in card form from SVS Press).

 Such a real moment between mother and child.

 What strikes me most about this image of the Theotokos is her eyes.  There is something old and wise in them, and yet there is an innocence too.  I love how Christ is nestled on her shoulder, gnawing on her cloak the way babies do. 

I love this painting by Roberto Ferruzzi.  I think it is my favorite of the Western images I've seen.  A tad sentimental, perhaps, but light around the mother and child, the rich colors, the expression on Mary's face, the innocence of the sleeping child, the whole thing.  I could stare at it for days.  I saw a necklace version of it in an etsy shop called "Madonna of the Streets" and it really struck me.

 

 Pietas pack such a gut-punch of intensity.  I particularly like the lines of this one--you can see the fabric move in the stone, and the figures' expressions are at once serene and agonized.

 

 Those moments when you just stare at your baby.

And cuddle the not-quite-baby-almost toddler.

7QT: 2014 Knitting and Sewing Bucket List

All the kids are home from school this week and most of next, and I'm sort of drowning over here, so in an effort to keep my brain from melting, I've been scrolling etsy and ebay and going through my saved inspiration photos, thinking about what I'd like to sew or knit next year.  So today's takes are going to be my  "make do" bucket list for next year.  

--1--

40s utility trousers.  I already have the Simplicity 3688 pattern, and I think it will adapt well to utility styling.  I have some navy blue drill that I bought in the fall that ended up being unsuitable for the project I had in mind when I bought it, so I think it will work nicely for some utility-type pants.

--2--

This outfit from Solanah of Vixen Vintage:

I love everything about this outfit.  I think I can adapt it from the Collette Violet blouse, and the swing skirt that comes with Simplicity 3688.  I just need to find some decent worsted wool to make it from.  (Although, I do have some medium weight grayish plaid that has a nice drape that might work well).  Now, to find the boots....

--3--

The 3 Hour Sweater

I bought some lovely peacock blue yarn during a recent Joann yarn sale, and I think it will be just the thing for this pullover.

--4--

The Sherwood cowl (with stitch variation).  I have this lovely purple-y tweed yarn that was gifted to me a long time ago.  I have a vintage hood made from it, and would like a cowl to match, and I love Rochelle's version with the button closure.  I'd like to experiment with some kind of pattern on the cowl, however, since it is a small piece and not so much of a commitment.

--5--

A navy blue v-neck cardigan and a oatmeal-colored v-neck cardigan.  I bought the yarn in the aforementioned sale in November, but I've got too many projects on the needles to start something new just now.  I'm still working out what stitch pattern to use on each of them, since I use Ann Budd's sweater guide to make my sweaters, and I have to customize the details myself.

--6--

Finish my UFOs (UnFinished Objects)!  I have my Knit for Victory Sweater on the needles, and am shaping the arm holes currently.

The vintage cardigan is coming along nicely.  I got over my boredom with it, and just decided to git 'er done.  I cast on the second sleeve yesterday and have gotten the ribbing and increases finished, and now just need to add the length and top shaping.

 I may end up giving it away, as I'm not certain the color is going to work for me, but the sweater process and construction were well worth the price of admission.  (I've made baby and adult sweaters before, but it has been a few years, and I've picked up a few tips and tricks since then and it was the first time to "fiddle" with the pattern while I was knitting it)

 I have one more baby bootie to knit before Christmas on the 7th, and the matching pilot caps for the girls are finished.  I bought them matching dresses on sale at Old Navy, and I think it will be so cute!

--7--

Finally, I want to make a dress from this fabric:

I'm thinking I'll do it as part of the Sew for Victory sew-a-long in the spring.  I'm leaning toward using Collete's Crepe pattern (with the sweetheart neckline), but might end up doing the New England 40s dress instead as I think I might then have enough to get a blouse out of it as well (The Crepe uses an eye-watering 7 yards of fabric--I'm still trying to work out how given the lines of the dress).  They both have nursing options (I would wear the Crepe backward while nursing, and flip it forward when I'm finished and the button flap on the New England dress would work, I think, especially if I made it with snaps), so that isn't a consideration.  Loads of time to think on it.  I'm thinking yellow buttons if I go for the New England version!

But since a lot of my evenings are spent like this ^, I don't know how much knitting I'll get done!  I don't sew well in the evening because I'm tired and make mistakes, so that should be fine, but I like to knit in the evenings as I don't have little people grabbing my needles and trying to pull apart everything I've done.  I'm also trying to remind myself that it doesn't all have to be finished at once, and if I don't get through my whole list this year, it is okay.  Plenty of time, and all that.  I'm also a little reluctant to sew much else for myself right now, as my shape is changing as my body gets back to sortof normal after babette.  

That's all for me.  Go see the other Quick Takers!

Talking Tuesday: Megan McArdle

I'm suffering from Internet-outrage fatigue syndrome lately.  I read a couple of blogs that comment on current affairs, and lately I find myself skimming them, because I just can't take another outraged commentary on something that has happened.  I'm tired of it.  It robs my joy, and colors my mood.  So I'm going to seek out positive input, look for the good, the bright, the lovely.  I'm going to refocus my mind on the beautiful, and on developing inner calm.  For those who celebrate Christmas tomorrow, may your day be bright and merry.  (We will celebrate Russian style on the 7th, and so will observe the feast of St. Herman of Alaska tomorrow with a festive salmon meal)

"But as with our current diet, the more you feast on negativity, the more you start craving it. After all, it’s as easy as popping a frozen pizza in the microwave, and more is always there at the store. So you start spending more of your time looking for reasons to be angry, and things that can be held in contempt, so that you can put on another exhibition of verbal superiority for your audience.

These days, 90 percent of the Internet could be subtitled “here’s another thing to hate.” I have a pet theory about why this is — why so many people spend so much time on the Internet looking to be enraged: Getting mad short-circuits anxiety, particularly anxiety about the economy, and our own eventual deaths. But whatever the reason, it doesn’t seem like a great way to spend whatever time I have left on this planet. Because there’s one thing that I never am when I am busy being hilariously outraged and offended, and that is happy."

Megan McArdle "Why I Try Not to Write Bad Reviews" via Rod Dreher in "The Kindness of Strangers"

Odds and Ends vol. 2

Ready for more link-love?  Here you go!

I was all set to write a review of Sarah Chrisman's Victorian Secrets, and then Atomic Redhead beat me to the punch and basically said everything I was going to say.  Well done.

From The New Yorker: Snoozers are Losers.  Why hitting the snooze button is making you feel less rested in the morning.  Food for thought.

From Gertie's Blog for Better Sewing: 90s Fashion is Now Vintage and I'm Okay with That.  I'm not interested in discussing the feminist movement, but I do think Gertie has some interesting observations about how our imagery of women has changed in the last 20 years, and possibly not for the better.  Worth thinking about anyway.

Earlier this year, Jen Fulwiler (of Seven Quick Takes fame) discussed her thoughts on having more children.  As usual, she is thoughtful, insightful, and gave me much to consider.

Christy of Fountains of Home writes (in an older post) about the end of a difficult pregnancy, and articulates many of my own thoughts about my last two pregnancies.

I saw this haunting photo essay sometime last year, and I still revisit it from time to time.  It captures so much about the post modern, post secular urban experience.

Caitlin Moran offers her insights into the female urge to eat in "I know why the fat lady sings"

Kathleen Basi writes about her (Catholic) family's approach to introducing sexuality to children in a way that is healthy, Biblical, and age-appropriate.  I'm taking notes over here.

The "Most" of 2013

I've seen several bloggers doing a list of "Most" posts for 2013 and decided I'd like to do one too.  I spent an hour last week going through my blog (it took longer than I expected because when I merged the two blogs earlier this fall, everything from the other blog migrated here too).  See the full link up list here.

So the list includes the post with the most clicks, the post with the most comments, the best picture, the hardest post to write, and my personal favorite.  I'd love it if the comments section included your favorite post!

The post with the most clicks turned out to be my We Can Do It!: Mid-Century Dressing post on dressing vintage.  It turned out to be a sort of sartortial manifesto, one I was pleased to be able to expand on further in my guest post later in the fall.  Both posts taught me a lot about outfit pictures, and how awkward they are!  (Or as Tasha put it, “see all the ways you figure out what to do with your hands in photographs.”)

A close second (by two clicks) was my Five Favorites: Look What I Made! Edition which actually included very little in the way of finished garments (I finished many more garments in the following weeks), but lots of in-progress photos.

The post with the most comments was tied between my 7QT: Quickety-Quick, Lickety-Split Edition and my post on Housekeeping and the Proverbs 31 Woman.

It was hard to choose a favorite photograph, as there were so many good ones of my children, but I think in the end, my favorite is from this Talking Tuesday post.

The hardest post to write was February's Once More Into the Breech, Dear Friends, where I discussed all the things I was struggling with.  I left it in draft mode for days, editing, deleting, rewriting, wondering if I should post it or not.  In the end I'm glad I did.  It is hard for me to show my soft underbelly, and the response was incredibly kind.

My personal favorite was also hard to pick, and I really had six that stood out to me:

1. The first installment of Redemption.  I've written a bit more since then, but I've not worked with the story since late summer.

2. No Place Like Home, a reflection on Rod Dreher's Little Way of Ruthie Leming

3. A follow up piece to #2: Trying to Find the Way to Home, a reflection on time and cultural narrative

4. Talking Tuesday: Thorton Wilder

5. O Brayer, Where Art Thou? --my brayer samples for my April class.  I'm so pleased with how they came out.

6. 7QT: 7 Things I've Learned About Childcare, written two months after we radically changed our approach to childcare.

I'm looking forward to writing in 2014!  I feel that I have a good blogging rhythm, and have several themes I'd like to flesh out next year, as well as continuing work on Redemption and perhaps something new.

An Undocumented Life

Mothering in the 21^st century is a tough proposition.  Most of us lack adequate help, as was historically available to women bearing and raising children.  We tend to live far from family and friends.  For the increasingly small percentage of us that stay home full time with our children, we are alone in the house with little people for large chunks of time.  Getting together with other adults, even other moms, is difficult, especially in the winter months when it seems like everyone is sick with something or other.  Add in a busy husband, (however helpful he may be when home) and inconsistent childcare, and you have a nice recipe for isolation and disconnect.

Via

I find the isolation to be one of the hardest parts of mothering.  Social media and reading blogs does ameliorate it somewhat, as I don’t feel quite so alone, but mostly, I’m plugging away by myself, day after day, with little people all in different stages of life, who all need so much from me, both physically and otherwise.  I often feel lost in the shuffle.  Having children with chronic health conditions and being trapped in a chair with a nursing baby who likes to nap in my lap for large chunks of the day doesn't help matters any.

It is easy to try and plug the gaps with online communication, to drown out the roaring in my ears with ebay or etsy window shopping.  To fill every quiet moment with digital noise.  But I find that after a while, I’m unhappy, scattered, disorganized, inattentive, and feeling even less connected than before.  Then I know it is time to tune out, turn off, and be still with myself. 

Via

 Sherry Turkle writes that “reaching for a device becomes so natural that we start to forget that there is a reason, a good reason, to sit still with our thoughts: It does honor to what we are thinking about. It does honor to our [selves]." Honoring the self is difficult to do in the digital age.  It means living the undocumented life—a life that mutes the digital noise of our age and limits the number of photos taken, quiets the beeps of incoming texts and the chiming of calendar alarms; one that leaves the mobile device in the kitchen instead of by the bedside.  It is one that sits with the uncomfortable realities of life, those things that make us squirm, make us hurt, and deal with them.  An undocumented life is one that makes the time and mental space to watch the clouds go by on a clear day, or notices the shimmer of puddles in the rain instead of trying to capture them in a photograph. 

Don’t get me wrong: I think photographs are important. Photographs tell a story, help us to remember where we’ve been, who we are.  I love looking back at old photographs, because they help me understand myself.  I can see my physical features reflected back at me in the faces of my ancestors, and I can understand more about their lives and their legacy.  I like looking at photographs of my own growing up years, because it reminds me of the journey I’m on, and where I’ve been.  It reminds me of how far I’ve come, and yet how far to go. 

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But sometimes, the device gets in the way.  I find I’m photographing my life instead of living it.  I have to remind myself to step back, put the camera down and simply experience the moment, take it in rather than figure out the best frame for the shot. 

A life undocumented is a life with space for quiet contemplation.  My best thinking times lately are while I'm doing dishes (we don't have a dishwasher, so this occupies a fair amount of my time, especially after dinner).  

Via Flickr

Sometimes it is important to put down the device, close the laptop, shut down the PC, and simply be.  If we always eat our food with distraction, we never learn to feed our bodies appropriately.  If we fill every waking moment with stimuli, and digital noise, we never learn the discipline of reading a book to the end, of getting lost in a story, or a moment, or to walk in the woods and listen to the trees. The undocumented life is one that is able to reflect on the spiritual, the life that gives us moments to process the difficulties, grieve death, heal, make deliberate choices, grow.  Disciplining ourselves to have limits, to fast sometimes, and feast sometimes, to carve out quiet mental space is necessary for a life lived well, a life examined, the part of life that is undocumented.