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As all artists know, genuine creative insights occur when rational thought ceases—during dreamstates or moments of absorption so intense that self-consciousness, anxiety, and the needling cares of the day drop away. John Cleese

Black Lives Matter

The only thing about black animals is that it's bloody hard to get a good picture.  As Pepperoni ages, and get grayer, it's easier, but most pictures of him, and former dog Panda(monium), and former rabbit Bre'r appear as black holes in the picture.  So sad because all of them were such wonderful pets.  This is good of the squirrel though, close-up picks up the edges of each tiny hair.

Well, I put off my Irma discussion for a whole paragraph.  I am pretty much set here, staying in place in our house with the dogs.  I've taken the rocks out of the fire pit (how many fingernails can you lose in one job!) I've moved the loose plants inside, an along with them a chirping frog in the bedroom.  Hope he is happier with the accommodations tonight but I can't find him to escort him out. All furniture is under cover and upside down, and the only thing left is to grab the hanging orchids and install them in the shower.  

My roommate for the assault is dropping off her stuff later today and she wants to go out for dinner and I am SO ready to get out of here!  She won't move in until tomorrow.  I went to the studio today to wrap all my machines in giant plastic bags just in case it floods or the roof caves in or who-knows-what.  I certainly hope that my fancy new Q20 survives because I'll never have a chance at another.  Fingers crossed.  I noticed that every other garage door in my line of spaces had sand bags barricading the doors and garages.  Not mine-  the delivery guy must have come by when I wasn't there.  They had come from some landscape company that I know darn well won't bring me 10 or 15 at this late juncture.  So, after you do your worrying about your own friends and family down here, then their pets, and finally, please, a drop of worry for me and my Q20.  

I have a vast array of scented candles people have given me so they are all out on the dining room table-  now called Hurricane Central.  I started pulling them out and was amazed at the quantity.  This will be a good way to use them up-  I don't much like scented anything though some of these are pretty nice.  I also pulled down my collection of old hurricane lamps but found that I don't have enough lamp oil except in one.  I remember filling them all, didn't think lamp oil evaporated but it's gone.  And I grabbed the only 2 flashlights I could find though I have two extra sets of batteries.  I stopped by another friends house because I saw her garage door open and she gave me a bunch of matches so I'm set there.  And I grabbed a big jigsaw puzzle from the studio to set up just in case.

I was looking for something to knit while sitting around waiting to get killed by a roof joist, but my whole roll of knitting needles is missing and I can't find them anywhere.  How could I misplace something so important?  So, I have a set of #17s and a round 24" #4.  Hmmm.  I tuned the studio upside down but no luck.

Just got notified that West Palm Beach curfew starts at 8 AM tomorrow!  Wow, that's early but perhaps because of storm surge and the whole city is in an evacuation zone.  Also Tequesta just has issued a town wide evacuation.  Oh oh.  The airport will close tonight after the final flight out leaves...for Boston!  Wish I could take the doggies and get on, but I guarantee that it's a full flight getting out of Dodge.

Alright, a less than festive Arty Party tonight, best I can muster~

These oversized moths and insects by Yumi Okita are constructed with fabric, embroidery thread, fake fur, wire, and feathers. The Raleigh-based artist makes each piece by hand, creating faithful interpretations of actual insects like the Oleander Hawk Moth or the Peacock Butterfly. You can see many of her most recent creations on Etsy.