Paris in July

For some reason over the past few months, I have been thinking about my trips to Paris.  I’ve also been seeing Paris images absolutely everywhere… on clothing, decorative trays, clocks, napkins, boxes.  So when I noticed that a couple of book bloggers were having a Paris in July blog party, I wanted to play along too! (See that post for the specific guidelines.)

They have been posting weekly Paris/French-related fun and reading the comments has been amazing too… seeing what everyone else has been reading and cooking and crafting.  I encourage you to check out this post for all the info about it.  I believe I’m the 80th participant.  WOWZERS!

For the challenge, I created a Paris-themed canvas just for fun, read two books, and gathered my Paris books for a photo.

I have been having some crafty fun over here… I included three actual photos from our Paris trips on the canvas.  Shakespeare and Company is my absolute favorite store in the entire world, so I had to include one of those from our 2007 trip.  And two from 2010: the building where we had our wine course and a pic of me sitting in Le Quartier Latin to check our guidebook for an address.  The rest of it is a collage of paint, tapes, buttons, stickers, and papers with some textured gel medium on top.

Since I read both to learn something new and to enjoy a little escape to a new place, the two books I read this month were right up my alley.  (Where does that expression even come from? I could say they were right on my nightstand and be more accurate.  Ahem.)

Paris in Love: A Memoir by Eloisa James is a lighthearted memoir about her year-long sabbatical in Paris with her family.  She was free to do whatever she liked and I enjoyed hearing about it all: her children’s experiences in school, her culinary adventures, her fashion observations.  It’s a quick read and quite touching at times.  I could definitely see some of her short observations being entertaining Facebook status updates.  I must say, I love reading travel narratives and this one does not disappoint.  It’s an excellent depiction of an American’s daily life in Paris, with lots of laugh-out-loud passages.

Dreaming in French: The Paris Years of Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy, Susan Sontag, and Angela Davis by Alice Kaplan tells the stories of three American women who spent a year studying abroad in Paris.  I am amazed at how transformative their Paris year(s) were for these women and how different their experiences were.  Three different generations… a debutante, an intellectual and a political activist.  What strikes me is that for each of them, it was leaving home and experiencing a foreign city that helped mold them into the famous individuals they each became.

See all the other Paris in July posts here.

Inner Excavate-along: finding community

On to the last two chapters of Liz Lamoreux’s Inner Excavation: Exploring Your Self Through Photography, Poetry and Mixed Media.

Liz is leading a couple hundred of her friends through seven weeks of inner excavation on Flickr, on her blog, and through subscribed posts.

The first sentence Liz writes in chapter 6 (titled “I open my heart…”) is “You are not on your journey inward alone.” How refreshing and encouraging! She encourages us to look at how we open our heart to other people in our life and how we might want to invite some people to be part of our creative travels.  WELL…

This is perfect timing because I just had the pleasure of meeting one of you in person! The community that has formed here on Poetic Aperture has been a welcome surprise and it’s been heartwarming to find and connect with so many fellow creative souls through your comments and your own blogs.  I feel solid friendships with so many of you and definitely do not feel alone in anything anymore, knowing there is someone out there who understands the need for creative expression, or the difficulties of being a stay-at-home parent, or the obsession with capturing life through the lens.

Most rewarding is that I have been authentic and wholely myself during this entire blogging adventure and have been blessed with that resounding YES you feel when you find real connections.

I accompanied my hubby to Chicago on a business trip and got to meet Eydie for a long lunch and some art store shopping.  I must admit that before meeting, even though I felt sure we would get along well, I was nervous.  Our afternoon far surpassed any expectations I had and by the time we hugged goodbye I was soaked in feel-good encouragement and support for my artistic journey and so much more.

Eydie and I talked about why we are holding back, waiting for just the right conditions before we move forward, whether it be starting an Etsy shop for her AMAZING jewelry creations or trying to do more with my photography on cards or in print.  I think each of us needed to hear from someone who believes strongly that we have talent and something original to express and that we should move forward.

We also talked about reaching out to artists we admire, how the community of bloggers and artists that we follow is small… and that it’s not too lofty that we couldn’t participate.  Eydie kept saying, “What am I waiting for?” and I got goosebumps each time, excited for her and for myself.  We listened to each other talk about how hard it is to let go in raising our girls, about various classes we have taken, about blogging, about energy healing, about our creative endeavors, and so much more.  We didn’t want to say goodbye and ended up in a bookstore poring over magazines with mixed-media art, altered clothing, and gorgeous photography.

Finding kindred spirits, and I have found so many in the classes I’ve taken over the past couple of years, is such an affirmation.  Meeting one in person makes me feel very brave and confident… like I reached inward and took a huge leap instead of sitting back on the sidelines as usual.

Chapter 7 of Inner Excavation is about creating something (like artwork or a journal) with the photos and poetry we have written over the past few weeks.  Right now, I don’t feel the need to do this, but I know that I will be taking what I have learned from Liz and the other contributors and incorporating it into future canvases and projects.  I am writing more now (poetry even!) and even if it’s just a phrase that comes to me, a word to add to my word list, or a quick thought, I’m recording it in my journal.  Overall, I feel good with what has come forth from within.  I know it is a life-long journey to know oneself and I have more tools now with which to explore.

In case you missed the other Inner Excavation posts, here you go:

Update: Linking up with the July 2012 edition of the Post of the Month Club.

6 months of books: 6 categories

Oh how I love lists! Inspired by Bellezza of Dolce Bellezza, a beautiful book blog, (here is her 6/6 post), here are some lists about my reading from the first half of this year:

Six books I read most recently:

Six books I enjoyed the most:

Six books that led me into the past:

Six books that led me far away from home:

Six books I started in the first six months of the year and am still reading in July:

Six parenting books:

Behind the Scenes link party

Today I am linking up here with some friends in my BTS class.  I can’t wait to see how everyone answers these questions:

1. What makes you happy?….. in 5 words or less….? giggles, growth, soft textures, hugs

2. Which talent would you most like to have? I would trade my organizational skills for some extra patience.

3. Which words or phrases do you overuse most? “literally,” “awesome,” “no problem,” “recently,” “good job,” and “would you please clean the kitty litter?”

4. What is your favourite movie, book or both?  movie: “Somewhere in Time” with Christopher Reeve and Jane Seymour; book: it’s a tie between Leonore Fleischer’s Shadowlands (based on Nicholson’s screenplay) and A.S. Byatt’s Possession.

5. If you could go anywhere in the world for a creative retreat where might it be? Banff.  Or maybe a fluffy cloud out of this world…

Somewhat related to this post: my life list and my favorite reading

Inner Excavate-along: I gather and I see me

On to Chapters 3 and 4 of Liz Lamoreux’s Inner Excavation: Exploring Your Self Through Photography, Poetry and Mixed Media.  Liz is leading a couple hundred of her friends through seven weeks of inner excavation on Flickr, on her blog, and through subscribed posts.  I’ve met some wonderful new friends already through this process and am enjoying seeing how they progress through the prompts.

In chapter 3 (“I gather…”), Liz prompts us to look at what we gather to ourselves and what we are drawn to repeatedly that fills the world we inhabit, gaining insight into who we are and who we want to be.  She asks “who are you?” “what inspires you?” and “how do you nurture yourself?” She is pushing us to “find clues and claim the truths within our thoughts that become tangible on paper.”

I chose to work on the writing exploration segment of this chapter, answering these questions “in poem” about the images and textures of my world right now.

I enjoyed a rare few minutes of quiet when my daughter fell asleep in the car last week.  When we got to our destination, I picked up a scrap piece of paper (yes, my car is a mess!) and jotted this down…

Having looked into our past in Chapter 2, Chapter 4 (“I See Me”) is about where we currently “stand in our lives.” I had fun with a photography series that literally captured my path… my feet and the ground beneath me, “playing with the idea of being rooted in the moment.”

I will be starting a self-portraiture class soon (“Now You“), which is not at all about the photos but more about how we see our authentic selves, and I am nervous.  It’s very difficult for me to be comfortable in front of the camera.  Liz reminds us here that we are in control of how we see our own beauty.  “Give yourself permission to let go of [the assumptions you might have about what photos of our bodies have to look like.”

In the poetry section, we “delve deeper into what the body says, how the body feels, what the body knows.”  It’s a way of looking at ourselves in a different light.

Here are links to previous chapter posts: “I begin” and “I seek.”

Inner Excavate-along: I seek

On to Chapter 2 of Liz Lamoreux’s Inner Excavation: Exploring Your Self Through Photography, Poetry and Mixed Media.

Liz is leading a couple hundred of her friends through seven weeks of inner excavation on Flickr, on her blog, and through subscribed posts.

Chapter 2 is titled “I Seek…” She prompts us to seek clues from the past: where do we come from? Where are we? Where are we going? Liz writes that “through the senses, we can tiptoe into memories and suddenly find ourselves unearthing aspects of a moment we never thought we would remember.”

As I get older (and wiser?), I am more interested in the stories of those who came before me.  Looking through some old photo albums for pictures of me to compare my young face to the almost-identical face of my daughter (uncanny really!), I was reminded of time spent with my father’s parents.  When I worked on this prompt a year ago, I wrote this post about exploring the senses, this post about noticing the here and now, and this post about memories of my grandmother.

Here I have some photos from her wedding album and some words that this prompt inspired (click on each thumbnail if you’d like to be swept into the 1940s):

Sense memories

She is a woman of soft linens, long nightgowns, and decorum, her thin body of sharp bones draped with beautiful fabrics and jewelry.  She thinks nothing of playing on the floor with her grandchildren… spreading out couch cushions to jump on or cards for Go Fish.

I sit in the front seat of her long Buick, spacious and velvety, as she drives me to Marshalls for what feels to me like a shopping spree from heaven.  She knows what looks good and what is proper.

She tends to her garden, walking on the long path or stepping stones, pointing out elephant ears and naming flowers, picking mint for my tongue.  I love to follow, marveling at the tree leaves that fold at my touch.

She has a countertop filled with glass jars of licorice, mints, and candies, a drawer of spearmint gum and always a bowl of mixed nuts with nut crackers placed nearby.  A hall closet is full of shoes, velvet bags with delicate clasps, and blankets, all smelling like her.

Her nightstand is small, the glass top holding pictures in place forever.  Every morning, this is where she paints her features, a magnifying mirror reflecting back her soft skin.  She is not dressed until her lipstick is in place.

She reads the newspaper every morning at the white wicker glass-top kitchen table, a porcelain cop of coffee and her gold-sequined cigarette case not far from reach.  She passes on a biography by Camella Sedat that I still have.  I now have her favorite book, The Little Prince, describing a love and loneliness that she must have known.

I remember there was always a freezer full of food and rice unlike any other, a Sephardic blend of flavors.  “People come from miles around” to this kitchen.  Vanessa, the cat, slinks nearby… young in her 17 years.

I was treasured there, with my grandparents.  I remember the scents of perfumes, soaps, lipstick, and mint.  She gave me gifts of bath beads and silky nightgowns.  Presents for everyone, even though it was a birthday for one, our names written with elaborate curves.

I imagine her youth and young adulthood.  My grandfather’s courtship.  Raising four children while her husband worked so hard.  Happy times and lots of smiles.  By my childhood, they were separate… my grandfather in a cave of radio stories and books of Jewish folklore and Talmud; my grandmother in her cozy bed with the TV news blaring and books all around her.

A memory comes forth unbidden… That last Passover seder with her, near the end of the night when most people had stopped following along and she and I volleyed responsive readings from the Hagaddah.  I feel my eyes fill with tears just as they did then, remembering the love she poured into my childhood and how much I will miss her when she’s gone.

How much of my memory is true? Were she here now, I would ask her about her early days living on the farm, what her parents were like and how she met my granddaddy.   How did she get through her days ironing and cooking, working in the hosiery shop, writing and being active in the community? What was her driving philosophy? What were her disappointments? I would love to put my sweet daughter on her lap and let her paint her nails as she did mine so long ago, or decorate her in beads and purses and shoes, creating a new generation of memories.

In case you missed last week’s post, “I begin,” here it is.

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Guiding principles of unconditional parenting


I want to share a section of Alfie Kohn’s book, Unconditional Parenting: Moving from Rewards and Punishments to Love and Reason, because these concepts are really helping me find reserves of patience and lovingkindness for my daughter that I never knew were in there! In return, she has become far more cooperative with me and more enjoyable to be around than ever before.

Many of my friends already put several of these philosophies into practice in their own ways, but I thought it may be helpful to share this nonetheless in case something resonates with you, even if you disagree.  Here I’ve included Kohn’s guiding principles with a quotation from his book for each, interspersed with some photos.  I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Red roses desaturated in Pixlr Express and then faded to add back some color

1. Be reflective.  “The best parents are introspective… trying to become better parents tomorrow than we are today… The more transparent you are to yourself — the better you come to understand how your own needs and experiences affect the way you act with your children (such as what drives you crazy and why) — the more likely it is that you’ll improve.”

2. Reconsider your requests.  “Some parents want to know how to get their kids to practice the piano.  The more pressing question, however is: If the whole process is excruciating for the child, why are you forcing him to take lessons? For him or for you? Before searching for some method to get kids to do what we tell them, we should first take time time to rethink the value or necessity of our requests.”

3. Keep your eye on your long-term goals.  “We ought to keep in mind what we’re really looking for… and keep a sense of perspective.  Whether your child spills the chocolate milk today, or loses her temper, or forgets to do her homework doesn’t matter nearly as much as the things you do that either help or don’t help her to become a decent, responsible, compassionate person.”

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4. Put the relationship first.  “Kids are more likely to come to us when they’re in trouble, to look to us for advice, and to want to spend time with us when they can choose whether to do so.  Furthermore, when they know they can trust us, they’re most likely to do what we ask if we tell them it’s really important.”

5. Change how you see, not just how you act.  “Unconditional parents don’t just behave differently, such as by avoiding the use of punishment.  They see things differently.  When a child does something inappropriate, conditional parents are likely to perceive this as an infraction… Unconditional parents are apt to see the same act as a problem to be solved, an opportunity for teaching rather than for making the child suffer… To see children’s behavior as a ‘teachable moment’ invites us to include them in the process of solving the problem, which is more likely to be effective.”

6. RESPECT.  “Kids are more likely to respect others (including you) you if they themselves feel respected… It’s disrespectful for a parent to tell a child what she is and isn’t experiencing – for example, to respond to an angry declaration that she hates her brother by saying, ‘Of course you don’t!’… Apart from failing to help the situation, the child may come to believe that her feelings aren’t important, that there’s something wrong with her for having them, and that she can only be loved if she gets upset about the things Mommy thinks it’s okay to get upset about.”

Simply adjusted the lightness and saturation in PSE

7. Be authentic.  “We mustn’t stop being people with [our children].  We shouldn’t hide behind the role of mom or dad, to the point that our humanity disappears… Real people have needs of their own, things they enjoy doing, things they hate.  Kids should know that.  Real people sometimes become flustered or distracted or tired.  They aren’t always sure what to do.  Sometimes they say things without thinking and later regret them.  We shouldn’t pretend to be more competent than we are.  And when we screw up, we should admit it… Children will still look up to us even if we’re candid about our limitations, even if we speak to them from our hearts, and even if they can see that, for all the privileges and wisdom that adulthood confers, we’re still just people struggling to make our way in the world, todo the right thing, to balance people’s needs, to keep learning — just as they are.”

Everyone still with me here? Yay!

8. Talk less, ask more. “Dictating to kids (even in a nice way) is far less productive than eliciting ideas and objections and feelings from them.  If talking to our children about what they’ve done wrong fails to bring about the results we were hoping for, it isn’t because some stronger form of discipline is required.  It may be because we did most of the talking.  Maybe we were so busy trying to get them to see our point of view that we didn’t really hear theirs.  To be a great parent is more a function of listening than of explaining… As a rule, our first priority is to figure out the source of the problem, to recognize what children need… Our job is to create that sense of safety, to listen without judgement.”

9. Keep their ages in mind.  “We have to keep our expectations keyed to what they’re capable of doing.”

Pixlr Express (I think). Converted to sepia and then faded the effect to bring back color.

10. Attribute to children the best possible motive consistent with the facts.  “We usually don’t know for sure why a child acted the way he did; our beliefs about those reasons can create a self-fulfilling prophecy… The most obvious case it which this makes sense has to do with immaturity.  Mischief often can be explained by a simple lack of skills or guidance, an innocent desire to explore, an inability to foresee what happens when you take that thing and do this to it… This advice is especially important with young children, whose apparent misbehavior really is likely to be due mostly to their age and whose sense of themselves is still in formation… However, even with older children, our first reaction shouldn’t be to blame; we need to sympathize and try to understand why our children acted as they did.”

11. Don’t stick your no’s in unnecessarily.  “Most parents are constantly saying no.  According to descriptive studies, young children in particular are prevented from doing something they want, or made to do something they’d rather not, literally every few minutes… When I say that we should make sure we’re not saying no too often or unnecessarily, I don’t mean that our convenience, our wants, don’t count too.  They do.  But they shouldn’t count for so much that we’re gratuitously restricting our children, prohibiting them from trying things out.  When you come right down to it, the whole process of raising a kid is pretty damned inconvenient, particularly if you want to do it well.  If you’re unwilling to give up any of your free time, if you want your house to stay quiet and clean, you might consider raising tropical fish instead.” 

(I put the italics there because this part really made me pause.  I am ALWAYS cleaning up around my daughter and wishing for more quiet time! It has helped me to remember WHY I don’t have those things right now and that it’s worth it.)

“What matters most is the reason for our decisions, and the extent to which we’re willing to provide guidance, to support children’s choices, to be there with them — all of which is a lot more challenging than just saying yes or no… This requires enormous reserves of attention and patience.”

12. Don’t be rigid.  “Waive the rules on special occasions; forget about bedtime now and then… Make it clear to your kids that what you’re doing is an exception… but don’t let a fear of creating a precedent prevent you from being flexible and spontaneous… The same considerations apply to how you respond to misbehavior.  Any given action has to be understood in a context… Allowances should be made for a child having an off day or for the possibility that you’re feeling less tolerant this evening… It’s amazing how much less stressed and defensive everyone is, and how there’s less pressure to insist on a uniform definition of justice… when we think in terms of problems to be solved rather than infractions to be punished.”

13. Don’t be in a hurry.  “Parents become more controlling when time is short, just as they do when they’re in public… Rearranging your schedule gives you the luxury of waiting out a child who is being defiant or resistant, rather than pulling out threats or otherwise imposing your will.  If she’s refusing to do something that you’ve decided must be done, you can say, ‘Sorry, sweetie, but you have to put your coat on.  It’s very cold out and we’re going to be walking for a while.  But if you’d rather wait for a minute, that’s fine.  Tell me when you’re ready.’ If you back off and give kids some time, they usually come around… Rather than trying to change your child’s behavior, it usually makes more sense to alter the environment.”

Why we read and write a la Katrina Kennison

Results of my recent trip to the library

In this recent post on her blog, Katrina Kennison, author of The Gift of an Ordinary Day: A Mother’s Memoir and Mitten Strings for God: Reflections for Mothers in a Hurry,
wrote about how she recently holed up at her mother’s house in her old room for three weeks in order to write her next book.  Her entire post is great, but this part especially resonated with me:

“We read,” wrote C. S. Lewis. “to remember that we are not alone.” It is also why we write.  To remember that we have much to learn from our most difficult conversations with ourselves and with each other.  And that in sharing the truth of who we are and how we struggle, we remind another struggling someone that they do not journey alone.

Does it also resonate with you? Feel free to share… I know most of you peeps are avid readers too.

“The World to Come” book excerpt

At the suggestion of a couple of you peeps, I added a page (see above bar) to this blog called “Books, Books, Books!!” where you can view what I’m currently reading, have ever read, or my favorite books.  Right now I’m reading The World to Come by Dara Horn.

I created this image (below) so I could share this passage because it gave me little shivers last night when I read it.  Do you ever have the  thought when you are reading something that you just know it’s really good or that you’ve been right there and that you’ll want to remember it?

You are what you read

Every time I move, I end up sloughing off a few boxes of books.  After my husband helped me move a huge collection from my apartment to our new condo over ten years ago now, he declared that he was never doing that again and I needed to pare down in a big way.  I’ve since frequented the local library way more than clicking BUY on Amazon, but I still have my favorite books that I can’t bear to part with.

Before this past move, I donated about 50 books.  As I’ve slowly been unpacking boxes these past four months and arranging the bookshelves in our new office, I am sorting again.  I’ve sold some and I have large “to donate” stacks in the garage.  Now I get to arrange what remains.  I just love looking at my books, remembering where I was when I read it and what it meant to me.  They are comforting to me.  Notice that the favorites above are well-worn (and alphabetized…  I never said I wasn’t obsessive.  Yes, I had to alphabetize them just for the picture!).

Anyway, the point of this post is to solicit your advice.  On a slow work day a few years ago, I began compiling an Excel file listing every book I’ve ever read, excluding childhood titles.  I used Amazon’s recommendations and also Library Thing, a free online bookshelf which helps you create an inventory of your books.  It also takes one book and suggests others similar to it, which was very helpful since I’d read most of those too!

I came up with a list of about 700 titles, anywhere from Democracy Matters (Cornell West) to Due Considerations (John Updike) to Gone With the Wind (Margaret Mitchell).  So the question of the day is: should I spend time updating the list to include what I’ve read since my daughter was born and said list went by the wayside??? Admittedly, it’s mostly parenting books and light fiction.  Of what value will this be for me? Could you see that it might be worthwhile to have such a list?

Addendum: Check out my new Books, Books, Books page above and let me know what you think.