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By doriluthy, March 28, 2006 8:28 am

On sunday I drop off my artwork at the Place Des Arts in Coquitlam for an exhibition! My friend Anne Dunnett and I are doing a show called Elemental. The opening reception is Thursday April 6th, 7:30-9:30. Come if you’re in town! I’m pretty excited and have been working hard making several new pieces for this show since January. In the next few days I have to finish firing, photo document the work, label it and box it for delivery on Sunday. No problem! I had a dream last night that I unloaded the kiln and the work was out of this world, dynamic, glowing. hehe. I guess we’ll see how prophetic this dream is on Thursday morning when I unload the kiln! I’ll keep you posted. The photos of the new work will be going up to my website, which should be up and running in a month or so. It will have a proper gallery space and other cool features that my brother is working on! YEAH! Although I will probably post a sneak peek of the artwork here while we’re waiting for the website.

Here’s the invite to the Place des Arts show- that is one of my sculptures on the right.

To follow up that excitement of the opening, my dear sister Angie will be arriving on next weekend with her new beau, Steve. They are coming up for the weekend from Oregon and I can hardly wait to see her! And meet this Mr. Good Guy that she can’t stop talking about!

ciao.

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By doriluthy, March 22, 2006 11:53 am

Because we miss eachother so much and rarely meet up, my buds and I try to get together for an extended weekend every year. This past weekend was Erin and Briony in the lovely Victoria, BC- we were missing Angie, but next time dear sister…

So a recap: I met Briony downtown Vancouver on Friday afternoon and after much hugging we boarded the 257 Horeshoe Bay bus to catch the 5pm ferry. We met a former classmate on the ferry and did much chatting, catching up, me knitting, Briony etching, and reving up excitement for the upcoming days of girli-ness to be had. 6:45 arrive in Nanaimo to a very bright smiling Erin. Can’t stop hugging!!! So Erin has a car for a few months on loan from a friend who took off to India. Very convenient! We hop in and drive south to Victoria. A stop in Duncan for some crazy chinese food that was almost too much and not very chinese… But we ate it anyway- too distracted to care, i imagine.
Arriving in Victoria we check into our hostel and head out on the streets to explore on a very LOUD busy st.paddy’s night. This was the beginning for me of constant waves of dejavu and bizzare brain links to my dad and having been there before with him. This strange intuitiveness lasted all weekend. Except those 4 hours in the tattoo parlor. I never saw that one coming…

Ahh yes, much happened over the 3 days in Vic.

But I digress… Friday night and wanting nothing more powerful than peppermint tea, we found the only non-alcoholic establishment open was 7-11 who charged $1.29 for a tea bag. no water, no cup, just the tea. so we bought 2. and went back to the hostel where they have a large well equipped kitchen perfect for tea drinking sissies like us on St. paddy’s night in Victoria. PERFECT. We were up till 2 am gabbing and then awoke 10am on Saturday for some fun in the city. What a beautiful place- I could see myself moving there in a heartbeat. (I told that to Silvia this morning and she looked a little worried! HA!) Plans for the day? no plans. walk the city and see what we could see… started with Breakfast at Rebar an organic/wholefoods awesome tastey restaraunt. This where the first talks of tattoos began… Although I must insert that we had been talking about this for a couple years now- about what? Matching tattoos. Something to signify and honour our connection with eachother. Cheesey and romantic all at once. Till death do us part… Briony had a printmaking show opening in Langley a few days before- on the postcard was one of her prints. A Death’s Head Hawkmoth. It is stunning. We all agreed it would be perfect. (was there something in the tea that morning?)

So we set off and headed down to the water’s edge where there are many tattoo parlors in very few blocks… a college town, no doubt. So we ended up in a great little place run by vegans, very clean and a great vibe. made a 3:30 appointment for 3 tattoos and headed off for the 2 hours we had before the big event. You know, considering I was about to get a permanant mark put onto my body, I was pretty calm. I wasn’t worried about the pain, or the permanant part. I just can’t explain what I was feeling. Although I must say there are very few things i would get a tattoo for. My girl-friends are one. My brother Dan would be the other. I’ve thought about that a fair amount.

I went first. my lower back. yes it hurt. but not so bad that I couldn’t handle it. feels like a sunburn now.
Then Briony. her forearm. she watched intently the whole event. So amazing.
Then Erin. Her inner upper arm. held my hand and sqeezed through the pain. had to feed her chocolate. so brave.

Freshly tattooed, we found our way to Fennies for drinks and food. We were all in a bit of stunned quiet. Perhaps our bodies were in a bit of shock. We ended up back at the hostel pretty early that night and slept hard until late the next morning. Sunday’s high-light (besides slathering lotion onto our fresh tattoos every 5 hours) was the BUG ZOO!! It was one of the coolest things over the weekend. many stick bugs, spiders, milli and centi pedes, Canada’s largest indoor ant farm… it was just awesome. Erin and I held a tarantula, Briony braved a scorpion. that was a great couple hours. We just shopped for the rest of the day, wandered the city, and ate and hung out, and ended the day in a great carribean restarant across from the hostel. Again with the slathering of lotion all day.

Monday morning came too quick. back to Nanaimo for our last meal together at a 11am pub to catch the 12:30 ferry back to the mainland.

Best memories:
- The first moment of seeing Briony and knowing that it was starting then… (she was wandering lost across the street and i spotted her from a distance)
- The first moment of seeing Erin and starting to laugh and cry all at once right there…
- Driving into Victoria and feeling that strange feeling- dejavu? past life? Loving it and wanting more.
- Eating alot of really good food.
- Sitting watching Erin and Briony talk to eachother- feeling the difference and knowing that the relationship they share is different than the one i share with each of them… and likewise. One thing i love about this circle, and am reminded every time we are together.
- That drum group on the street… It sparked a really intimate moment between us.
- How full I feel right now. I love these two women so much.

Go see the photos. (clicking on a photo will take you to Flickr to view the whole set)

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By doriluthy, March 6, 2006 9:16 pm

So every Monday night Dustin and I go driving up Cypress Mountain and have ourselves a ski night. Except those nights that I’m too sick or like tonight all the lifts are closed account of the wind! Well anyway, we go and it’s snowboard for Dustin, ski for me. It’s our weekly date, so we are assured at least one night a week cuddled up together, battling the elements, and it’s great cause Monday nights are so empty on Cypress we never have to wait in line or feel crowded on the runs. I’m getting pretty spoiled, really.

Anyway, this is my first season back since breaking my tail-bone snowboarding 2 years ago. And I decided to pass on the board and go for the skis this time around. It’s been a great decision, I seem to have taken to it quite well according to my personal instructor (Dustin, of course). And everytime I accomplish a new skill or gain speed or do a series of turns like a pro down a blue run, there is my Cheering Squad Of One waiting for me at the bottom. As Dustin put it “for now, Dori, you are the star of the show.”

Awe, now ain’t that the sweetest thing you ever heard?

And trust me, I milk it for all it’s worth.

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By doriluthy, March 5, 2006 12:32 pm

I have been home since Wednesday.
The flu struck me down- somehow I think it’s related to the stilt-walking workshop over last weekend. Cold rainy, working outside for hours, and then the hundreds of kids I was interacting with… A pretty high chance. I started feeling it on Monday, but managed to get to working anyway, regardless of the high fever and shakes. (haha! What a trooper!) But by Wednesday I had the nausea, raging migrane, etc. I went to the Doctor just to find out what to do- go home, drink fluids, YES you have the flu.

So today is Sunday. I just got back from walking up to get a juice and muffin and hang out at Capers for breaky to finish reading a great book that has kept me company this week: Red China Blues by Jan Wong. VERY good book!! Anyway, walking back I realized how weak I’m still feeling. I guess this will last a few days according to everything I’ve read. Yuk to Flu.

The next question is how I decided, in the sickest time I’ve had in a very long time, to sign up for a 10km marathon? Yep. I have committed to doing the Vancouver Sun Run! I am super excited, although the training time is running short, my goal is to run/walk the event for this year, and next year work up to running the whole thing. I’m in shape for the walking, so the next 7 weeks are dedicated to training to run 5km (quite possible, really) It’s a personal mission on a few different levels. I haven’t talked about my younger brother Dan yet on this blog, mostly cause it’s still quite hard for me to talk about him. For those who don’t know- Dan died about a year and a half ago in a car accident. He was what I consider to be one of my best buds. And I miss him enormously.

He was a runner in the last couple years of his life- very inspiring- it had been part of the transformation that he was going through in changing his life. He was really encouraging me to take up running: the high he got from it was great, being in charge of your body’s capabilities, knowing your strengths, etc. At the last christmas we spent together in Oregon at Aunt Barb’s we talked a lot about it, his running. He got me so excited I was going to start running too! Wouldn’t it be great if we could meet at marathons around the world together, that we could be runners and strong and healthy together? I was getting pretty excited myself, a great way to be with my brother and DO something wonderfully constructive. The brother/sister running team.

Anyway. I’m doing it now. I guess being sick has been pretty healthy for me in some respects. I haven’t much slowed down to think on these things since he left. I am looking forward to the regular quiet time I’ll be spending training for the big day, I think the first of many marathons I will do, and knowing that Dan will be running right along with me.