Wednesday, 9 March 2011

Quotes

I've been searching for quotes that can maybe give me some inspiration or other avenues to look into this idea of silence as a presence, not as an absence and I heard one this morning in a song on the radio that I really liked:
I've never heard silence quite this loud
Reminded me that I've always liked the Manfred Man's Earth Band album title 'The Roaring Silence'. It had a close up picture of an ear, and inside the the ear was a mouth, opened in a scream.


But my favourite quote involving silence, is from Ansel Adams:
When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.
If anyone reading this has any other quotes, please pass them on!


International Women's Day

Today (8 March) is International Women's Day. Apparently it's the centenary celebration, but I have to admit, I didn't know that much about it until last week when I saw a blog post asking for women to knit squares for an art project to celebrate IWD.

International Women's Day

100 Million Stitches for 100 Million Women

T and I got together and knitted our squares (well, she knitted 2 to my 1 - she's a bit of a knitting machine! In fairness though, I was trying out her unusual techniques or I would have been quicker with mine!):


We then went down to Tramway to hand our contribution, and were greeted by the sight of lots women furiously sewing thousands of squares of knitting together!! Apparently the response to the request had been phenomenal! We arrived in time to see some of the squares laid out in what will be the 'art' version of the work; the rest will be made into smaller blankets and distributed around to world to various women's charities.



I know that it's a serious message that the IWD are trying to get across, but for me, it was just so reassuring to see so many women (and some men) still knitting! It's something my mother taught me when I was really little, and something my great aunt encouraged me to do too; all the women in my family always seemed to be knitting something! My first business in 1985 was knitwear design and although I very rarely get the time to sit down and knit nowadays, it's comforting to know that in this age of technology some of the lovely traditions still manage to continue. T and I really enjoyed our own wee 'stitch n bitch', as the Americans would say!!

The Wall of Fame




Friday, 4 March 2011

Commuting!

I've mentioned before that I have two lives, and a very big part of my business life is commuting. I seriously dislike commuting!! Sometimes I travel by car, which stresses me out (and creates a surprising amount of road rage in me), but more often than not, my journey is on the Scotrail Shuttle service between Glasgow and Edinburgh.

On the whole, I can't complain too much about the service; it pretty consistent, especially as it's a major route. But why oh why can't we get quiet carriages like they have down south? Ones where all forms of communication via technology are banned!!!!!! Last night's train home was so noisy! The girl opposite me 'clicked' her way through almost the whole journey (55 mins usually, but 65 last night) sending endless texts, various iPods and MP3 players (including hers!) scratched out tinny, indecipherable tunes at levels that can't be good for your hearing, and various ridiculous ring tones announced calls and texts to passengers, arranging dinners, pick ups and dates!!!

And in order to escape from all this noise, what did I do? Yep, that's right, I had to put on my iPod!!! Generally, I don't play music though; I have several relaxation tracks to listen to, to help me avoid getting stressed by all this noise. When I do play music, it's usually Einaudi or something else equally soothing (and not loud!). Why can't people just be happy to sit, read their newspapers, watch the scenery go by?

But I must go now; there's someone a few seats away with the loudest text notification tone and it's starting to get to me, and the man opposite has just reached for his iPod! Now, where are my earphones?