Zilpha Keatley Snyder has written over 40 books, three of which were Newbery Honor titles. Several of her books remain on my library shelves, and I felt like it was time to re-visit one of my favorites, The Changeling.
The Changeling is the story of Martha Abbott, who doesn't seem to fit in with her very accomplished, talented, and extremely busy family. She finds a friend in the exotic Ivy Carson, who informs Martha she isn't really one of the Carson clan, but a changeling (a child of magical creatures). The misfit girls become friends, and Ivy introduces Martha to an extraordinary world of make-believe. Martha begins to see she can be so much more than she thought. Each time Ivy leaves with her family, Martha struggles to find her way on her own. Upon Ivy's return, the two girls easily resume their friendship, and their make-believe games. Ivy literally moves in and out of Martha's life over a period of several years. Ivy's vivid imagination is her escape from her own life...the Carsons are notorious for getting in trouble around town and with the law (hence the frequent moves). Through her friendship with Ivy, Martha begins to outgrow her crying "Marty Mouse" self, and emerges as a more-confident, capable teenager. Ivy continues to work to rise above her family reputation and dreams of being a dancer, but as she enters her teen years, the struggle begins to take its toll. When Martha and Ivy are accused of vandalism at the school, their friendship is tested. In the moment of crisis, would you stand up for your friend? And if the world turns on you again and again, would you be able to stay positive and keep believing in your dreams?
This is a wonderful book about growing up, trying to fit in, and working to figure out who you are. The themes of friendship, loyalty, family, and forgiveness still resonate in this classic novel.
I highly recommend this book. It was originally published in 1970, and it was re-issued a few years ago. Although it seems to be out of print again, you could probably find a used copy. If you are fortunate enough to have this book on your shelves, read it again! This one is still one of my favorites!
Have you read this book? Let me know what you think!
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Friday, October 25, 2013
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Breast Cancer Awareness Month - My Walk Through Breast Cancer
Artwife - September 2012
It is here again - October, the month where athletes add pink to their uniforms. I confess I have more awareness of breast cancer than I ever wanted. It dominated the past 16 months of my life! I am not comfortable with the roles of spokesperson, victim, or survivor, but thought in honor of the month, I would share a little of my experience. I have nothing brilliant to add to so many who have boldly shared their information in online chats, blogs and more. Many, many women have given me information, support and encouragement through sharing their experiences either in person or on the internet. Their positive attitudes and strength helped me on many a sleepless night!
I was diagnosed with breast cancer in June of 2012. I found a lump through a self-exam. My treatment regimen included surgery, chemotherapy, radiation, and herceptin. I finished treatment in August 2013, and had my port removed in September. If you are facing treatment and wonder about getting a port, I loved having mine! With 17 treatments and only one arm available for IVs after lymph node removal, having a port was definitely a blessing.
I made the first cut!
My hair loss was predicted to be 100% based on the chemotherapy I was receiving. Sure enough, two weeks after the first treatment, my hair was coming out by the handful. Shaving my hair was not as bad as I feared. It was the one thing I could control. I decided when to shave it, how, who, etc. I made the first cut, and still have my little braid. My husband and son did the rest!
What teenager wouldn't want to cut off mom's hair?
I always wondered how I would look with a mohawk.
Back in the day, we called this "new wave."
It was a LOT of hair!
Me with my husband, and best friend extraordinaire!
I had surgery to remove the cancer at the end of July 2012. Then I started chemotherapy in September. I had 6 cycles of taxotere and carboplatin, and 17 cycles of herceptin. Chemo is tough--it really is systemic. I had head to toe symptoms, but as a good friend reminded me, that means the drugs are working! Best advice I can give for chemotherapy? Get through it any way you can! I had people help with cleaning and meals. I used the nausea meds for several days each cycle. I drank flavored water (thanks Mio!) and ate things like rice and Jell-o on the bad days. I slept a lot and tried to get out for a walk once in awhile. I could always taste tomato juice, so I drank that as well. I was happy to leave chemo in the rearview before New Year's.
Lunch at my first chemo, when I still had hair and tastebuds!
My chemo infusions took between four and five hours. I read, slept, watched DVDs, played cards, and ate lunch during my treatments. Getting chemo never particularly bothered me during the infusions, it was the week after that was tough! My treatment regimen was given every three weeks.
Getting my wig cut and styled.
Before I shaved off my hair, I went wig shopping. It was actually fun to try on so many styles! I haven't been to my own hairstylist in over a year, so I felt I could justify spending money on a good wig. Mine was synthetic, which meant it held its style, and I only had to wash it in a sink about once a month. That was a blessing, since I didn't feel very good during chemo. My hair began growing back in January 2013. By May, I was done with the wig...too hot and uncomfortable for summer. My hair is not as curly as everyone promised it would be, but at least it all came back!
Washing my hair in the sink!
I finished chemotherapy December 27, 2012, and started radiation in February 2013. The most difficult part about radiation is the fact that you have to go 5 days a week, so it feels like that is all you are doing. The treatments are short. I had a couple of preparatory appointments that involved getting my tattoos, and getting the machine alignment all set for my treatments. The actual time of receiving radiation is very short. I counted once during the radiation cycles, and the longest "zap" was about 25 seconds, with some lasting only about 10 seconds. I received radiation from a few different angles each treatment. My radiation team was so much fun...they made it easier to be there. I finished in March after 25 cycles.
Me by the machine that gave me my radiation treatments.
Ringing the bell! It was great to be done with radiation!
I had some skin side effects from radiation including one really huge blister, redness, and some raw skin. A few weeks after treatment, I went through a lot of peeling. To help my skin, I used Aquaphor and Eucerin. I also used Mepilex at the end when my skin was pretty raw. Talk to your nursing team...they are a great resource for getting you through all of your treatments.
An autumn outing during chemotherapy.
Sun feels good on a bald head, and so does the hot water in the shower! No matter what I was going through during my cancer treatments, I could usually find some small thing that was positive! And I was always grateful that there were treatments available for me.
My family, friends, and my faith were keys to my coping ability during my months of cancer treatments. I can never thank them, or God, enough for all they have done for me. I believe in the power of prayer to strengthen both emotionally and physically. I have felt it.
For those of you facing cancer, I have this to offer you: treatments end, hair grows back, bodies heal, and life goes on. Live every day...you only get one shot at life!
For those of you who haven't had this lovely experience in your lives, get your cancer screenings! They may save your life!
My other writing related to my cancer:
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
What is Art?
The recent reports of Banksy art appearing in New York City, (and being "ragged," or defaced), reminded me of watching the film "Exit Through the Gift Shop." This little project was directed by the famed street artist himself. Although I was familiar with some of Banksy's work, I particularly enjoyed seeing shots of his projects on a wall by Gaza in Israel. Many point out the whole documentary is in itself but a piece of Banksy art that the illusive artist is fooling us once again, I think there is more to this film than that. It is a portrayal of how street art is created, a glimpse into the humor of the artists involved, and it is an addition to the dialogue about what constitutes art.
What is art? Is it legitimate art if it is painted on a railroad car? Does comic book art count as art? Is a fine artist more worthy of acclaim than an illustrator?
As a disclaimer, most of my artist acquaintances fall in the category of illustrator, although several of them produce work successfully in both arenas. What is the difference between fine art and illustration? Depends on who you ask. One definition I found says "fine art" is sold in a fine art gallery. So if an illustration is sold in a fine art gallery, by that definition it becomes "fine art." Almost any kind of art has been sold in a fine art gallery, including street art by people like Banksy. So does that then make a street artist into a fine artist?
Another argument commonly put forth is that illustration is contracted in advance, and fine art is sold after its creation. Does this then make the Sistine chapel ceiling painted by Michelangelo illustration? It was definitely a commissioned art project. It is also very narrative, another gripe the fine art community has with illustration. Illustration, they say, is too tied to following a story line. But following a story line is exactly what Michelangelo did in his masterpiece, as did many other artists of his era. So, is he an illustrator? By these definitions, he is perhaps the ultimate illustrator. (And the illustrators themselves are happy to claim him). Many artists accept commissions. Most of them do wish to earn a living. Does that then make the piece they produced NOT fine art?
As street art, comic book art, and various other forms of art find their way into galleries and museums, the line between illustration and fine art blurs. Norman Rockwell, while lauded by many as an incredible draftsman, is often shunned by the fine art world. Why? Because his work was published so widely? He wasn't a good enough "painter?" If you ask the average person, they would be familiar with Rockwell's art, and would identify him as a legitimate artist. Why then, do so many take issue with him and his legacy? One criticism I read said his work was too sentimental, a sugar-coated view of life. But isn't an artist's expression of his personal vision what makes his creation art to begin with? Does a piece of art have to be edgy, tawdry, or controversial to be fine art? When you look at the prices and acclaim a Monet landscape can garner today, obviously not.
Any genre of art receives a substantial amount of criticism when it begins. The impressionists were panned. In fact, the label, "impressionist" was not complimentary when given. Picasso likewise was not at first embraced as he veered from the traditional school of art. Van Gogh died in poverty without ever selling a painting. Are these not artists? Are they not considered "fine artists" today? They were scorned by the experts at the time they began their unique artistic journeys.
So, perhaps pop art, street art, and comic book art are the next versions of fine art. After all, who decides? If you are too successful, are you no longer an artist because "starving" can be removed from the front of your name? Does being bankable make it not art? Yet almost any artist, honestly, wants to have enough recognition and money to keep going. And some of them want to make even more than that. Yet artists themselves can quickly point fingers and label others as sell-outs. A prime example of someone being the victim of his own success is Thomas Kinkade, who has been one of the more prolific and marketable artists of the last several years. As his success increased, however, so did the criticism from his peers. I have heard people question his legitimacy as an artist, and some are quick to say he "sold out." When, in the art world, did Kinkade's work ceased to be "art"?
Perhaps the definition of art that is foisted on the public is just that...foisted on us, by art professors, and gallery owners, and those who think they know better. If you think gallery owners are in it for "art" and not money, I think you are mistaken. Clearly a gallery owner is in business and wants to turn a profit to keep his/her gallery open. However, what does a gallery owner mean when they tell an artist their piece looks too much like illustration? Every owner has the right to determine what they hang in their gallery, but are they the only ones qualified to determine what is art? If those who sell and promote art get to define it, then perhaps the public is the loser for buying into the rhetoric that they sell. Perhaps art is in the eye of the creator, and in the eye of the beholder. Perhaps the Rembrandt print on your wall, or the Japanese manga in a kid's room, or the Banksy you walk by on the street, or even the wonderful creation your child brought home to showcase on your refrigerator is all really art. If you love it, maybe that is all that matters.
Banksy himself, in his film, says Mr. Brainwash did not follow the rules in achieving his level of success. Then he says "But there aren't supposed to be any rules." May I suggest that juxtaposition of ideas is a great summary of the whole discussion. In art, creativity and innovation are both sought after and scorned. Definitions change to fit the circumstances of the one doing the defining. Your best bet may be to decide what YOU think is art, and stick to it...until the next big thing comes along. And if you happen to be in New York this month, keep your eyes open. You may just get to see some Banksy art along the way!
Note: "Exit Through the Gift Shop" carries an R rating. It does have a few uses of the "R-rated" expletive (about on the level of a few PG-13 movies today). It also is cleverly crafted and often funny. Is it the real deal or have we all been tricked by another Banksy project? Were you brainwashed by Mr. Brainwash? Are art collectors brainwashed into buying the next new thing? As with any art, the interpretation of this film is entirely up to you.
Banksy art in Gaza
As a disclaimer, most of my artist acquaintances fall in the category of illustrator, although several of them produce work successfully in both arenas. What is the difference between fine art and illustration? Depends on who you ask. One definition I found says "fine art" is sold in a fine art gallery. So if an illustration is sold in a fine art gallery, by that definition it becomes "fine art." Almost any kind of art has been sold in a fine art gallery, including street art by people like Banksy. So does that then make a street artist into a fine artist?
Another argument commonly put forth is that illustration is contracted in advance, and fine art is sold after its creation. Does this then make the Sistine chapel ceiling painted by Michelangelo illustration? It was definitely a commissioned art project. It is also very narrative, another gripe the fine art community has with illustration. Illustration, they say, is too tied to following a story line. But following a story line is exactly what Michelangelo did in his masterpiece, as did many other artists of his era. So, is he an illustrator? By these definitions, he is perhaps the ultimate illustrator. (And the illustrators themselves are happy to claim him). Many artists accept commissions. Most of them do wish to earn a living. Does that then make the piece they produced NOT fine art?
Sistine Chapel Ceiling
Norman Rockwell
Any genre of art receives a substantial amount of criticism when it begins. The impressionists were panned. In fact, the label, "impressionist" was not complimentary when given. Picasso likewise was not at first embraced as he veered from the traditional school of art. Van Gogh died in poverty without ever selling a painting. Are these not artists? Are they not considered "fine artists" today? They were scorned by the experts at the time they began their unique artistic journeys.
So, perhaps pop art, street art, and comic book art are the next versions of fine art. After all, who decides? If you are too successful, are you no longer an artist because "starving" can be removed from the front of your name? Does being bankable make it not art? Yet almost any artist, honestly, wants to have enough recognition and money to keep going. And some of them want to make even more than that. Yet artists themselves can quickly point fingers and label others as sell-outs. A prime example of someone being the victim of his own success is Thomas Kinkade, who has been one of the more prolific and marketable artists of the last several years. As his success increased, however, so did the criticism from his peers. I have heard people question his legitimacy as an artist, and some are quick to say he "sold out." When, in the art world, did Kinkade's work ceased to be "art"?
Perhaps the definition of art that is foisted on the public is just that...foisted on us, by art professors, and gallery owners, and those who think they know better. If you think gallery owners are in it for "art" and not money, I think you are mistaken. Clearly a gallery owner is in business and wants to turn a profit to keep his/her gallery open. However, what does a gallery owner mean when they tell an artist their piece looks too much like illustration? Every owner has the right to determine what they hang in their gallery, but are they the only ones qualified to determine what is art? If those who sell and promote art get to define it, then perhaps the public is the loser for buying into the rhetoric that they sell. Perhaps art is in the eye of the creator, and in the eye of the beholder. Perhaps the Rembrandt print on your wall, or the Japanese manga in a kid's room, or the Banksy you walk by on the street, or even the wonderful creation your child brought home to showcase on your refrigerator is all really art. If you love it, maybe that is all that matters.
Banksy himself, in his film, says Mr. Brainwash did not follow the rules in achieving his level of success. Then he says "But there aren't supposed to be any rules." May I suggest that juxtaposition of ideas is a great summary of the whole discussion. In art, creativity and innovation are both sought after and scorned. Definitions change to fit the circumstances of the one doing the defining. Your best bet may be to decide what YOU think is art, and stick to it...until the next big thing comes along. And if you happen to be in New York this month, keep your eyes open. You may just get to see some Banksy art along the way!
Note: "Exit Through the Gift Shop" carries an R rating. It does have a few uses of the "R-rated" expletive (about on the level of a few PG-13 movies today). It also is cleverly crafted and often funny. Is it the real deal or have we all been tricked by another Banksy project? Were you brainwashed by Mr. Brainwash? Are art collectors brainwashed into buying the next new thing? As with any art, the interpretation of this film is entirely up to you.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Football, Fall, and Film - My Favorite Football Movies
Movie poster for "Undefeated"
Autumn is in the air, and that means football! I live in Utah, where football stadiums are graced with views of the Rocky Mountains carpeted in trees turning red and gold this time of year. It is a beautiful sight, and makes for some wonderful evenings watching football. I also like watching football movies.
I just watched the 2012 Academy Award winning documentary, Undefeated. What a movie! If you aren't familiar with this one, get into the spirit of fall football and catch this uplifting story. Bill Courtney volunteers, that's right, folks, volunteers for six years to coach the Manassas Tigers high school football team in North Memphis, Tennessee. To say that this football program is struggling is an understatement. After the closing of a Firestone factory, this part of town dies. The football team has not won a game in years. Enter Bill Courtney. For some reason not explained in the documentary, he wants to coach this team. And in six years, he builds a program, and more importantly, he builds young men.
Coach Bill Courtney (left) on the field.
This film follows Coach Courtney and the players, particularly OC Brown, Montrail "Money" Brown, and Chavis Daniels. All of these young men have struggles. OC has the potential to play college ball, if he can make the grades. Chavis is returning to the team after missing his sophomore year serving time, and Money suffers an injury that takes him out of the game. Will he be able to return before the end of the season? I am not giving any spoilers here, but taking the journey with these kids has some nice pay-offs at the end. Filmmakers Dan Lindsay and TJ Martin do a marvelous job of making the viewer care about these players, this coach, and this team. I found myself pulling for these kids to make it not just in football, but in life, and there were moments when I found my eyes tearing up. At the beginning of the film, Coach Courtney says:
"The foundation has got to be a solid platform that you can stand on and speak to these kids and say this is the way you build yourself. If you build yourself this way and handle yourself this way, and have character, you get to play football. And winning will take care of itself because young men of character and discipline and commitment end up winning in life and they end up winning in football. But when you flip it, and the foundation of what you are doing is football, and then you hope all that other stuff follows, well then you think football builds character which it does not. Football reveals character."Amen, Coach. And thanks to all involved for giving us this uplifting story!
Can't get enough football? Check out my other favorite football movies (they are all based on true stories).
Movie poster for "The Blindside"
The Blindside tells the story of Sean and Leigh Anne Tuohy, and how they take Michael Oher out of foster care and him part of their family. It is an amazing story of reaching out to save a fellow human being. Michael experiences stable home and family life for the first time, and is able to get through high school and make it to college with the love and support of this family. I am always amazed that one family can open their hearts and their home and make such a difference.
Quinton Aaron portrays Michael Oher in the movie, The Blindside
The movie features the acting talents of Sandra Bullock as Leigh Anne Tuohy and Kathy Bates as Michael's tutor. Oher has spent most of his upbringing in foster care, the son of a mother struggling with addiction. When he is enrolled in a different school, mostly for his athletic ability since his academics are lagging behind, his life begins to change. He is befriended by the Tuohy family, and is eventually adopted by them. Football is a sideline in this tender story. As you may know, Michael Oher went on to play in the NFL. The Blindside is rated PG-13.
Real-life family: Sean and Leigh Anne Tuohy, Michael Oher, Collins and Sean Jr.
Remember The Titans movie poster
Who doesn't love Denzel Washington in Remember The Titans? This 2000 movie tells the story of coach Herman Boone (Washington) who became the coach of racially segregated T.C. Williams High School in the 1970s. It is a difficult task to integrate the football team, and the story is engaging. Although the movie received mixed reviews, it is an appropriate vehicle to introduce civil rights and racial and social issues in a family setting. It also has some nice football moments. And did I mention it has Denzel Washington? Remember the Titans is rated PG.
Image from Remember The Titans
The first time I saw Invincible, I remember thinking "these people are always in a bar!" Maybe I was hyper-sensitive to that because I had my kids with me at the time. The movie ran recently on TV, and I found myself watching it again. I had forgotten how much I enjoyed this film!
movie poster for Invincible
Invincible tells the story of Vince Papale who, at age 30, becomes a Philadelphia Eagle. The movie version has Papale (played by Mark Wahlberg) as a bartender who rather miraculously impresses the Philadelphia coaches at an open tryout and makes the team. In reality, Papale had been playing semi-pro ball, so making the team in real life was not quite the leap it is in the film. Still, to have a 30 year old achieve his NFL dream when many people would have written him off due to his age is a wonderful story. The likable Greg Kinnear plays Eagles coach Dick Vermeil. Invincible is rated PG.
Mark Wahlberg as Vince Papale in Invincible
Lastly, I liked the movie We Are Marshall. This is a story of rising out of tragedy.
movie poster for We Are Marshall
In 1970, a plane crash killed all 75 people on board, including 37 members of the Marshall University football team, several coaches, trainers, and the athletic director. Football boosters and airline crew members also died. It was a horrible event. According to the film, Marshall University considered suspending its football program after the crash. As you can imagine, losing that many people in your football program would be pretty devastating. However, there were still players on the team (many new players who had not made the trip), and the university makes the difficult decision to hire a new coach and move forward. This movie tells the story of healing and rebuilding in the wake of the crash. Matthew McConaughey stars as the new football coach at Marshall, and Matthew Fox plays his assistant. I found myself rooting for this school and this program to rebuild and get past their grief after this tragic event. We Are Marshall is rated PG.
Matthew McConaughey leads the charge in We Are Marshall
There you have it--my football film picks for this fall! All of these movies are fairly family friendly. The documentary is not rated, and does have some language. But it also has a coach admonishing his players and asking them not to make him mad enough to swear at them again, since he had to go home and pray for forgiveness! All of these movies have positive messages about life, not just football.
What are your favorite football movies?
Monday, September 9, 2013
Fortune to Fake and Back Again - Van Gogh Painting "Discovered"
Van Gogh's Sunset at Montmajour
The Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam unveiled this painting today, declaring it a work of famed artist Vincent Van Gogh. This painting has spent much of its life lying in an attic. Originally painted in 1888, it was in the possession of Vincent's brother, Theo. The painting passed from Theo to an art dealer, who did not record the sale of the painting, creating a gap in the provenance. The painting is unsigned, and was originally rejected by the museum as a fake for that reason.
So why is it considered authentic now? Vincent wrote letters regularly to his brother, Theo. In one letter, he describes this painting, and says he painted it the day before (July 4, 1888).
"At sunset I was on a stony heath where very small, twisted oaks grow, in the background a ruin on the hill and wheat fields in the valley. It was romantic. ... The sun was pouring its very yellow rays over the bushes and the ground, absolutely a shower of gold."In Theo's collection, the painting was numbered 180, and that number is on the back of the painting. The subject matter matches the description in Vincent's letter. The brush strokes look typical of Van Gogh as well, though this piece is considered a transitional work as the artist progressed to his famed thick strokes of paint. In essence, through his writing, Vincent was instrumental in authenticating his own piece of art. What could be better than that?
A Norwegian industrialist bought the painting in 1908, and was told it was a fake. He banished it to the attic. In 1970, the painting was again declared a fake. It changed hands, and in 1991, the museum declined to authenticate it. This wonderful piece seemed doomed to a lifetime of obscurity. However, it has now "resurfaced" and with technical evaluation of pigments and the written record of Vincent himself, it has been officially declared a Van Gogh...again (since Theo sold it as a Van Gogh originally). Thanks, Vincent, for another beautiful treasure in a wonderful body of work!
If you would like to know more about the modern processes involved in authenticating artwork, check out the wonderful BBC series, Fake or Fortune. These shows are entertaining, as well as educational.
You might also be interested in my other blog posts about Vincent Van Gogh in Auvers-Sur-Oise, and a painting that many claim is a work by Leonardo DaVinci.
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