TNET 6.

If you’re wondering why a new instance, see here.

Frances Glessner Lee, “Parsonage Parlor” (detail) (1946-48) (Collection of the Harvard Medical School, Harvard University, courtesy Office of the Chief Medical Examiner, Baltimore).

Frances Glessner Lee was a fascinating person, and one Marcus blogged about some time ago.

Murder Is Her Hobby: Frances Glessner Lee and the Nutshell Studies of Unexplained Death is October 20 to January 28, 2018 at Renwick Gallery (1661 Pennsylvania Avenue, NW, Washington, DC).  You can read all about it at Hyperallergic.

Open thread, don’t be an asshole.

Previous thread.

A Brief Observation.

In the search terms on my stats page, I saw:

prayer for acute pancreatitis

Dear person searching for a prayer for acute pancreatitis, I’m afraid there isn’t one, outside of the often heard oh gods, just let me fucking die!, but morphine really, really helps. I know, from experience. Depend on morphine, it’s reliable, unlike gods.

Hey, Art!

Not really. :D This is one of the T-shirts I was using when doing Submerged, then the rats did their part. I’m sure if I was enough of a pretentious twit, framed it, stuck it in a gallery, and made up a buncha twaddle about its significance, I could make good change off it. That won’t happen though. It’s gone back to the rats. Click for full size.

© C. Ford.

Unwanted CDs.

© C. Ford.

It seems I have a never ending supply of useless CDs, but they do have a use! In my case, they make for great paint pallettes, complete with a convenient hole for a finger. They can be scrubbed and re-used, or tossed when full of leftover paint.

Fridgeness.

Finally got stuff transferred over to the new fridge, and my Philco is defrosting. The Philco will be repatriated into my studio as art storage. I have no idea what the deal is with current fridges, and why they have all dispensed with egg trays. My Philco has two of them. Hmmmpf.

On The Hunt.

Today sees a need to hunt for a refrigerator, to replace my beloved early 1950s Philco, which is far from dead, but the latch is failing, and I’ve recently had to turn it up to ‘2’, which used to freeze everything solid. Ours is one of the odd ones, with the latch on the right, opening to the left. Almost all the Philcos had their latches on the left, unless it was the marvelous V version, which opened from either side.

I won’t be able to part with it; I’ll set it up in my studio as art supply storage. As it’s metal, the rats will leave it be. All the inside racks and such are a translucent aqua blue, kinda spectacular. So, off to find a small, absolutely no frills fridge, I’m hoping to be able to find one without a freezer, as we have a late 1940s Zenith chest freezer which is unbelievably huge.

Have A Happy.

As I write, it’s Monday afternoon, and I’m tired, beyond grouchy, and in too much pain. So, I hope everyone has a happy whatever you want to call it this Tuesday, and if it isn’t a holiday where you are, I hope you have a happy day, afternoon, or evening too. Me, I’m taking the day off.  I might show up some time today, I might not, but I’ll definitely be back on Odin’s Day, and hopefully, be feeling a bit more human.

One thing which would be immensely cheering: books. I’m in one of those summer publisher’s deserts, awaiting many books starting late this month. I can’t cope without a teetering stack of books to read, electronic or paper. So, what have you all been reading?

Pain Poisons Everything.

Been having very high levels of pain lately, which also seeps out all over my attitude. Having to get up early to blog every day doesn’t help, because I’m a nocturnal sort. I don’t function well in the morning, and no matter how much sleep I get, it never feels enough because morning. So, outside of a couple scheduled things, Affinity will be slow starting Friday. All the regular stuff will show up, just later than normal, I’m giving my alarm clocks a day off.