Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Mine looks like clouds of laughter and tenderness

It's hard to follow yesterday. I mean, I should probably put some distance between a tribute to gramma and my usual penchant for scat references. (oops.) The memory of her and her life has been a constant presence in my brain, and I keep turning it over and looking at it, digging up more and more little moments to make a tapestry of her life. My perspective, or tapestry, looks different than anyone else's. I wonder what mom's tapestry looks like, or my cousin's. Perhaps the only true perspective is her own, and I wonder if she's turning it over and inspecting it too.

What do you imagine your tapestry looks like?

Now, I need a segue back to regular programming. Hmm. The parking meters are half done. We've got severe thunderstorms forecast today (pinch me,) and a meeting this morning with the mortgage broker.

Okay, this cartoon made me cry (with tears and everything) laughing.

12 comments:

Snooze said...

That cartoon is great.

That's a very true and interesting perspective about making a tapestry of someone's life, including your own. I love that image.

em said...

I wonder if anyone's perspective of any tapestry is authoritative. I think our perspective is pretty limited. But anyway, bless your grandma where ever she is...

I'm afraid that Molly would accuse me of being willing to eat off a thinly skinned fart too. I suspect I am Roast Beef.

Patricia said...

the idea of a tapestry (for one thing, i love that word) is such a great visual. i imagine a long piece of fabric made of rich earthy fibers. some areas are woven so neatly, others are threadbare and full of knots, still others are seemingly from a different loom altogether. a lovely exercise for my mind today, thank you.

David said...

I think mine would look like it was woven by someone with ADD.

The cartoon was cute, but if the only queens they are inviting over are greasy, they need to find new gay friends.

Rebekah said...

But wait, wasn't your grandmother one of the few who bought your Outhouse Calendar? It all ties toghether, I tell you.

I know how much she meant to you; it must feel strange not to have her in the world anymore.

GayProf said...

My life is less a tapestry than a black-velvet painting.

dr. mo said...

Somewhat off topic, but I just heard on the radio a piece about your "bright green refurbished parking meters". I thought you might want to know that your hard work is receiving some recognition.

Scottsdale Girl said...

My tapestry is a mixture of influence by Pollack and Monet (at Giverny only). With a dash of Picasso (sans ear)

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kevin said...

My tapestry is probably just full of empty martini glasses and assorted tumblers.

dawn said...

My tapestry isn't even close to done, I hope.

Yes, well, I think that cartoon is a perfect segue. Reminds me of a story I read once...

Jeff said...

lol, i wanted to shout out 'this is why we cant have nice things!' after that comic, but nobody was around to laugh at it.
and i have tagged you for a meme in my last post. ;-P

The Wisdom of Wislon said...

Keep thinking of the good times you had :>)

A;>)