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Monday, December 01, 2008

Discussion with my waddle


After you stuff yourself with food for three days or more, it is best to sit still, with apples, and let others gather around you and eat. In this way, the true meaning of Thanksgiving is once again noticed - giving, sharing, laughing. I much prefer the end of a holiday, versus the beginning. I much prefer the comfort of the privacy of my studio. I like people, I like socializing, I like my family and friends. I'm always reminded though, especially when gatherings and socializing come back to back and head to head, I am at my best when creating. I am less critical, more forgiving, gentler. I even look better in my own mind. And then the rudeness of the picture shows me - "Hey, you really have a throat waddle now...and that hat, what hat do you have on?" But then I must remind myself, do the animals care about my hat? Do they not come to me to commune when they notice my waddle? Do they even notice my waddle? Let's face it, to a chicken, a waddle has a whole attraction thing going on. My husband claims I don't have a waddle, but he is a wise man, I know he sees the waddle. And most importantly, does the fact I now have a neck waddle make my art better or worse? No. So, I am pleased that come Wednesday my studio schedule will resume. Visiting with my mother has been wonderful, but living with the artist out of her studio has perhaps, no it has, been trying for the 82 year old. I am just so imperfect. But, waddle or not, so glad to be me.

15 comments:

Claire said...

What waddle? I don't see any waddle! And the first thing I said, to myself, when I saw the first picture was "Oooh, I like that hat!" You both look great in your hats. I'm a bit of a hat person and I say that hat is a very good choice.

Cathy said...

Silly woman, you're beautiful! Wonderful photo of you and Martyn.

Apifera Farm said...

Isn't it silly. It's terrible how we can convince ourselves of such silliness. And actually, Claire, I was too vain to put in the 'heavy waddle' pictures. Some of my photog. friends told me that a phot takes a milisecond of a person's motion, but in the real world, we see ones face in longer exposures, and the flaws of the photos do not exist - only to the poser.

It's just important I have a functioning neck to carry the waddle, right?

Apifera Farm said...

PS - The hat was one of the many I brough back from my father's after he died. I love hats, and always wear them. He had a bald old head ad would wear the hat all pulled down over his eyebrows like I usually do.

Egghead said...

No waddle visible to me and besides who cares? If I thought about what I looked like I would seriously crawl in a hole and never come out. I plan on wearing all my lines, wrinkles and yes waddles proudly. Yep I do.

Love them little donks.

Balou said...

How nice to wear your Dad's hat. I can understand that connection. I have a bolero tie clasp of Dad's shaped like a road runner and I sometimes put it in my pocket - it's comforting. I like what your friend says about photos. I am always surprised at photos of myself and think "that is not what I see in the mirror." The apple chewing shot is precious!

Amy C Evans said...

I hope you had a fabulous holiay, Miss Katherine, and, of course, that there was lots of pie. You did have pie, right? Do tell, what kinds? And the donks, did they celebrate with you? I love getting a glimpse of the post-holiday apple eating. BTW, Waddle, schmaddle! XO

coloredsock said...

hey K! glad you had such a nice thanksgiving with you mom and family. love the photo of you and martyn. you make me laugh. yer beautiful. xoxo

Apifera Farm said...

See? This is the best way to have people tell you there is no waddle, you just write a whole blog post decalring you have a waddle, and they write back and declare there is no waddle! Perfect!

Thanks for writing everyone - happy leftovers [I'm a bit turkeyed out. We got my mom to go veggie last night, thank God]...ANd AMy, I was going to take a pic of my from scratch squash pie, it was delicous! I can't believe we didn't take pics of that and the 31# home grown turkey! We ate so much all week, I'm back on my yogurt and fruit.

I like your Dad story, Balou. Simple things bring comfort at a certain point, don't they?

Hey Hennie Jenny! Hope the veggie arena is workin' good.

Egghead - I always look at Judy Dench the actress and find her so beutiful. We are so much more forgiving of others faces. But I'm like you. I really don't mind the age thing. If you aren't happy in your life, I guess the wrinkle will bug you more. My goat Stella has a beuatiful waddle!

Cheers everyone!

Anna said...

I was too busy laughing at that apple-eating donkey to think twice about your rumored waddle... but I'll give you this: we're truly more critical of our own selves than is ever called for. Apples and art instead, I say!

Red Fish Circle said...

What a great post.... my good friends in Boston used to have a "Yourwelcomesgiving Dinner" the day after Thanksgiving. It was so much better than the actual holiday..... an absolute feast of leftovers and lots of laughter. Those photos of all of you are so joyous! I can relate to the waddle worries, I noticed my jaw is now most connected to the neck area, I'm pretty sure there used to be a line there:) - but your photos do look just fine.

Tracie Lyn Huskamp said...

my dearest dearest Katherine.. you are beautiful no matter where you are... but I must agree that I am the happiest with life and myself when I am tucked into my studio... creating.

Give the little donkeys.. BIG HUGS and KISSES for me. I think of our day so fondly and look forward to seeing you again next year...

salmonpoetry said...

well, waddle or no waddle, at least you don't have a snood- did you see the snood on the turkey i posted on my blog for thanksgiving? now that could be a problem (though the animals would probably love you even more for it).
thanks again for your blog- my momentary and fleeting visits are keeping me sane in the insane cloud that is seeming to engulf me, with final exams and over 500 students, plus my book release this week.
best wishes to all the beings at the farm (especially those with waddles, or those who just waddle- includes many of us in this extended holiday season...)

The Paisley Studio/Sarah McNamara said...

My sister sent me a link to your post because I was complaining about my newly apparent wattle to her yesterday. . . So I sympathize. Also had to go check the spelling, cause I was sure "waddle" meant to walk like a duck. . . i probably have both a wattle and a waddle now in my dotage. . . .

I'm looking forward to reading more. . .

Sarah

Apifera Farm said...

Oh Sarah - I am a notorious bad speller! All these days complaining about my 'waddle' when I have no problem with my walking, it's my 'wattle'! Funny. I have to go back and look at your rugs!

Lisa/Miss Poetry- you gave birth to a book!

Tracie Lyn- I finally am getting my sewing machine cord today! Let my sewing messes begin!

Hi Ana, oh another person who has met me and now is graciously trying to convince me I have no waddle/wattle! Oh if only I could believe this with all my heart.

Amy/Red Fish WOman- Line? ah, I have those, they have just moved.
I still think my skin is years younger than a lot of 50 year old's. It's my mother's genes.

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