27 posts tagged “vox hunt”
Show us something you want, but would never spend the money to buy.
Apparently I have a fondness for ornate china, especially when it has an Arabian theme. I'm crazy about Bjørn Wiinblad's 1001 Nights series for Rosenthal, which complements other collections he did about Aladdin and Sindbad the Sailor and The Magic Horse. He also did a gorgeous (and seriously expensive at $1550 for a five-piece place setting) china collection for them called The Magic Flute (Die Zauberflote). I pretty much love everything the man has ever made, even though I don't own so much as a single piece of it. Now is just not the right time for me to start collecting anything new. But someday soon I hope to start, because there are pieces on eBay that I could get for as little as $25.
What I don't expect to start collecting, ever, is Meissen's Arabian Nights china. It's just out of my league. A single dinner plate costs more than $1000. Even if I had the money, even if I were drowning in it, I'm not sure I could justify the expense. Meissen's stuff is so pricey it makes Versace's Butterfly Garden china seem reasonable at $200 per place setting (at Costco, no less!), but I don't expect to be bringing that home anytime soon, either.
Beyond that there are always handbags and shoes and automobiles and electronics I covet, and all the various personal upgrades that these magazines for fortysomething women keep mentioning, endlessly, which is enough to make a person nervous, frankly, but I'm unwilling to say that nothing like that will ever come my way. I may not want to spend full retail on these things, but that doesn't mean they'll never grace my closet/living room/garage/face. Stranger things have happened.
Share your favorite poem.
Reason
Said, Pull her up a bit will you, Mac, I want to unload there.
Said, Pull her up my rear end, first come first served.
Said, give her the gun, Bud, he needs a taste of his own bumper.
Then the usher came out and got into the act:
Said, Pull her up, pull her up a bit, we need this space, sir.
Said, For God's sake, is this still a free country or what?
You go back and take care of Gary Cooper's horse
And leave me handle my own car.
Saw them unloading the lame old lady,
Ducked out under the wheel and gave her an elbow.
Said, All you needed to do was just explain;
Reason, Reason is my middle name.--Josephine Miles
I don't know if this is my all-time favorite poem, but it's one of my all-time favorites.
Book: Show us a book that has helped or inspired your writing.
Inspiration is a diffuse and mysterious business. I've read a lot of great authors, but it's not necessarily true that I write like my favorites. But there no doubt that my writing (and my editing) measurably improved after I read, and later re-read, The Elements of Style.
Show us a Polaroid picture.
This is me circa 1980, in one of the very few Polaroids I still own. The original Polaroid was in color, but the scan--itself done about a decade ago--was so poor I converted it to black and white so I could improve the contrast. (Yes, believe it or not, this is an improvement on the original scan.) Do I look like Joan Jett? That's more or less what I was going for, I think.
Show us a photo of someone else taking a photo.
Submitted by ydnar.
I've got a whole photo essay for this one, though all were taken by my daughter, Felony (of herself). There are quite a few more, but this sampling is representative.