Sex, Nuns, Pocks, and Tolls

I possibly avoid getting thoroughly engrossed in books because my job does not afford me the luxury of staying up all night.  Since I lack the discipline to simply put down the book, I read until my body forces me to stop, read to the point I’m nodding off.  More than once I’ve been awaken by a book being dropped on my face.  It’s not pleasant.  Making this even worse lately is my seeming inability to hold back from buying book after book regardless of the need.  To slow down my literary binge I forbade myself from buying any more until finishing those in my shelves.  That did not work even remotely (bought more shelves instead), but I am pleased to say I finished at least one, World Without End by Ken Follet.

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A what in a box?

Last night I was invited to meet up with a friend at the Museum of Fine Art in Houston to take part in the perks of free admission on Thursday.  After some initial confusion as to which museum we were supposed to meet at, I assumed science while she assumed art, we finally made it to the right spot.  Our time was split mostly between two exhibits, Color Into Light: Selections from the MFAH Collection and Indonesian Gold Gallery.  Both exhibits were enjoyable, but Color Into Light held pieces and installations that still have me amazed today.

Bill Viola’s Ascension is particularly noteworthy for the spectrum of feelings his work creates using a 10-minute video and dark room.  From a few yards away I noticed an small room containing a bench and a video of bubbles playing on a deep blue screen.  This immediately intrigued me due to my affinity for the ocean and water in general.  I walked into the room, sat on the bench, and imagined myself breathing in the deepest, bluest depths.  The ambient noise of bubbles and water slowly faded and soon the screen was a very dark blue.  It was hard to resist the relaxation, so I remained on the bench with my friend eventually taking a seat beside me.  We sat quietly chatting as I explained how the bubbles drew me into the room.  Suddenly, a man plunges into the water on the screen causing me to jump.

From Bill Viola's "Ascension"

From Bill Viola's Ascension

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All night long in my bedroom…

I was working on designing this:

This is my “Che Guevara-style” idea representing a conference revolving around women, Eve, and how to live with a large voice.