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Of Art Installations and Umbrage

And here is the completed Art Installation.

(The weird-looking thing hovering to the right of the Carmel Valley landscape is an origami butterfly made out of money. To commemorate our $10 bet.)

Did not come out anywhere close to perfect. I’m dissatisfied with the portraiture: The colors should be brighter. But that’s a limitation of my printer.

On the whole, though, for my first time doing this kind of – what would you call it? A shadow box? A diorama? – I was modestly pleased with the results.

I have no idea whether Max will like it.

He will like the check I send with it!

And I like it well enough so that I’ve begun planning my next Art Installation. For Eleanor’s birthday.


Max has gotten into several policy schools already, though he has yet to hear from GSPP. (My alma mater! And apparently the top policy school in the U.S. Who knew? ) If he does get into GSPP, he’ll no doubt end up going there. So, I’m kinda hoping he doesn’t get in. It would be good for him to live outside the SF Bay Area if only for a little while.

The University of Chicago is one of the places he got accepted. I’m hoping he goes there. I love Chicago!


In other news, FB friends are friends with one of the few Xs I really dislike. I tend to remain on good terms with my Xs. But not only do I dislike this X, even after 25 years or so, I actively dislike him. Like if I could find a reliable Santaria supply store, I’d buy a voodoo doll, bribe someone to get a sample of the X’s hair or fingernails and do extreme acupuncture on it.

Anyway, I stumbled across a posting from this X and immediately fell into an agitated state. This was mostly The Mood, of course.

While he was dating me, the X was having dreams about the woman he eventually went on to marry.

I was me – which is to say an overly aggressive, overly intense, overly self-dramatizing mess.

The wife-to-be was sweet, reserved, and quietly mindful.


I fuckin’ hate her, too.

Anyway, I tossed and turned as I tried to fall asleep. The X and the sweet, reserved nonentity have a perfect life! Lots of money! The X is always traveling to little towns in the middle of nowhere to bleat out his ridiculous Grateful Dead-inspired guitar tunes! And posting on FB about his perfect life and how much he loves his wife! (Yes, yes. I peeked.)

Is it possible, my better self asked the churningly resentful and envious specter that is my worst self, that the X and his wife may be perfectly nice people and that their happiness does not diminish your happiness or chances for happiness in the slightest?

We’ll have to continue this conversation at another time! my worst self told my best self. And I thought you were my friend!

But I did fall asleep.

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( 18 comments — Leave a comment )
Feb. 17th, 2018 04:11 pm (UTC)
I like your shadow box. I spent hours yesterday messin with photography.
Feb. 18th, 2018 10:02 am (UTC)
Thank you! :-)
Feb. 17th, 2018 04:57 pm (UTC)
That is most awesome!
Feb. 18th, 2018 10:04 am (UTC)
It was fun to do. I can't really draw, so it was wildly entertaining to mess around in the visual sphere. :-)
Mar. 5th, 2018 11:50 pm (UTC)
Feb. 17th, 2018 05:46 pm (UTC)
That's wonderful! I couldn't picture what you had in mind from your earlier descriptions. If you decide to give up writing the Great American Novel, you could make a living making shadowboxes :)
Feb. 18th, 2018 10:05 am (UTC)
Aww. Thank you! I value yr praise because (rightly or wrongly) I think of you as being Highly Discriminating! :-)
Feb. 17th, 2018 06:03 pm (UTC)
I love it! You look gorg, him “in the constellations” growing up, pristine land, the little car, the ten bucks butterfly!!! <3 <3 <3 ... why did it have to be Jarritos? And that door closes, is it a glass door...? That is so special. He’ll love it.
Feb. 18th, 2018 10:12 am (UTC)
Awwww. Thank you! :-)

(Doesn't have to be Jarritos, but has to be metal bottle caps, and American soda uses plastic bottle caps. Photo was taken nearly 20 years ago.)
Feb. 17th, 2018 06:03 pm (UTC)
I get the thing with the X. I had one of those too. Part of me wondered why we couldn't have had that perfect life together. And then I remember that the woman he ended up with was someone he could completely dominate, and that he had a weird thing about Asian women. My long term and recently ended relationship was a bad one, I admit. But if I ever enter another one, it will be with someone who challenges me, inspires me, and understands me.
You seem like the kind of woman who needs to be with someone who is intellectually on par.
Feb. 18th, 2018 10:15 am (UTC)
Oh, this particular X is a very minor X and a complete poseur -- which I recognize very clearly when I am not in The Mood. I haven't thought about him in years. Hopefully, I will never think of him again. :-)
Feb. 17th, 2018 09:03 pm (UTC)

Art project is perfect!

Feb. 18th, 2018 10:15 am (UTC)
Thank you! :-)
Feb. 18th, 2018 12:22 am (UTC)
Your shadow box is really lovely. And what makes them good is just what it has - the hands of the gardener. It shouldn't be perfect like a factory product.

Conversation between better you and evil you seems very typical. Hello, deadly sin of envy! If this were not always a thing, the word "shadenfreude" would not have found such a niche in the English language.

Feb. 18th, 2018 10:16 am (UTC)
Such a great word, schadenfreude. :-)
Feb. 19th, 2018 03:07 pm (UTC)
I have nothing useful to add but I just had to comment because when I read "I fucking hate her too" I burst into such genuine spontaneous laughter I felt compelled to thank you. I really do enjoy your writing.
Feb. 19th, 2018 03:22 pm (UTC)
I burst into such genuine spontaneous laughter

That was the intended effect! :-)

Thank you.
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