Ashputtle

Ashputtle

by

Katherine Ace

I still love this woman’s work. Happy almost Spring. Spring break from school anyways. I have just about finished my first year teaching and lived to tell the tale. I survived a state audit but will I survive this influenza that I caught? My god! If you have had it, you have my deepest sympathy.

Ashputtle is part of Ace’s fairy tale series, and has always been a favorite, “Cinderella”, of the ashes. Like the phoenix she will rise, she soars to the pinnacle, the top of the heap. In the spirit of the painting I published my retelling of the Grimm classic “Ashputtle”, and it is called, “Bad Cindy“. I am sure it is full of typos and grammar errors but it was now or never.

Happy Almost Spring everyone. I went wind chime shopping yesterday, and I bought an adorable lizard sculpture I named Lenny the Lizardy.

Unplugged

Things happen for a reason, and it is so cool when you can see the wonder in these (in my case) Mercurial mishaps, like breaking my phone. They had to order the part and when they got it, they broke it, so repeat the process. I have been without a phone or the internet for eight days now. In those eight days amazing things have happened. I mean it’s not like I never get on the internet, because I can go places that have it. I have been unplugged by the universe; I have accomplished major amounts of schoolwork, written a revisionist Cinderella, and done a lot of reading. It has forced me to shift my focus. I have to plan ahead, what information or downloads do I need to work offline. I don’t know but it has been different.

I was thinking of calling this post, “Build It and They Will Come.” Why, you do ask?  If you are a blog friend, or reader you may recall our first sighting of the African Love Birds? Well a wild population has managed to flourish in the Phoenix area. I have seen one in my back yard, and my boyfriend saw a flock land in the yard, but I did not. Yesterday as I was chilling in my backyard garden and they came. The African Love Birds came and put on a magical show for me. They were eating seed from my glass flower feeders in the trees, they sat on branches in pairs and looked at me, they got on my bird swing, and they did every cute thing imaginable. As they would fly around playing it was an explosion of color like a Monet painting. Oh my god, I was just in heaven. I take that as a very good sign.

I have my student teaching position confirmed for Spring, that is good. I am already asking for letters of recommendation et cetera. The Grimm Brothers essay is up, also an A+.

I should be plugged in and back online later today, or tomorrow.

Parrot as Totem:

You are a natural diplomat and have the ability to mediate opposing forces into compromise and understanding. You have an innate understanding of color, it’s symbolism and it’s healing powers. You naturally are able to use color for healing purposes not one with your self but with others as well. You know exactly when to speak and when to stay silent and you rarely participate in gossip.

Painting: Helen Norton