Two of the things I most want to define myself by (aside from my relationships and my attempts at being a decent person) are my instrument making and my writing. Yet somehow, more often than not, the treadmill of chores takes priority, as do the needs of others around me like my kids and my customers and even our silly dog. There are rehearsals to attend and meals to make and little things like filling the gas tank and collecting dishes from around the house that nibble away at my available time. Whole days, then weeks, then months, and even years slip by where I'm not doing the things I most want to do. Stepping back, that looks ridiculous.
I know how to fix this, I just have to do it.
When I talk to younger women in instrument making the main questions
they have for me are about how to keep doing it after having children. (I
remain fascinated by the fact that this is never an automatic question
about men. No one assumes once a man has children he won't be able
to continue doing his work. The expectations of women are different, both about us and by us.) And I tell them that the answer is simple, just not easy to do:
You must carve out time that is yours and be ruthless and unapologetic about protecting it.
My own space apart from the babble of the internet
Saturday, January 27, 2018
Friday, January 19, 2018
Word of the Day
I love weird coincidences. I don't read anything into them, I just enjoy how they can make otherwise ordinary moments seem far more intriguing.
Our weird coincidence in the first weeks of this new year involves a word from my childhood: Floccinaucinihilipilification.
Our weird coincidence in the first weeks of this new year involves a word from my childhood: Floccinaucinihilipilification.
Tuesday, December 19, 2017
It's what we do
We just finished all our holiday cards this weekend. I'm behind on all things Christmas, and still need to bake and figure out many of the presents, so I was tempted to skip cards altogether. But Quinn wanted to do them.
Quinn likes lists and excuses to hand write things and
organizing stuff into piles, so holiday cards are right up his alley. I
decided if he really wanted to help it would be worth going to the
trouble. We talked about what to make and settled on an origami star.
YouTube showed us how to make one, and we got to folding.
In the past when we've done our little home assembly line process of putting together holiday cards I thought of it in two parts: The making of the actual cards, and then considering whom they are for and what to put inside. It never occurred to me that the second half of that process would be done by anyone but myself, but the part that most interested Quinn was addressing envelopes.
Quinn likes lists and excuses to hand write things and
organizing stuff into piles, so holiday cards are right up his alley. I
decided if he really wanted to help it would be worth going to the
trouble. We talked about what to make and settled on an origami star.
YouTube showed us how to make one, and we got to folding.
In the past when we've done our little home assembly line process of putting together holiday cards I thought of it in two parts: The making of the actual cards, and then considering whom they are for and what to put inside. It never occurred to me that the second half of that process would be done by anyone but myself, but the part that most interested Quinn was addressing envelopes.
Sunday, December 10, 2017
Surprise Cakes
This year has been the birthday season of the surprise cakes.
The first birthday is Quinn's, and he couldn't decide what kind of cake to ask for. Mona wanted try her hand at making a cake this time, and offered to surprise him. He liked that idea, and the result was this adorable cat cake.
Pretty much all of this was Mona. I baked the actual cakes, but Mona did all the sculpting and decorating. I would like to mention that my end of it was no small deal in that I wound up baking three sets of cakes three days in a row. Her original idea was a "transfer mouse" from some online game the two of them like to play together, and she wanted it standing. I tried to explain (based on my vast amount of experience with past cake wrecks) why the way she was going at it wasn't going to work, but some lessons one must apparently learn for oneself. There was one collapsed cake, then another even more collapsed cake, before Mona finally accepted my adage of "The cake should be wider than it is tall to remain stable" and the cat cake came to be.
We had a nice quiet birthday with Quinn this year. He made a million cereal treats to take to school both for his classroom and for the after school geography club, and for dinner we tried a new taco truck and ate while watching anime at home. (I highly recommend the short series "Erased" if you haven't seen it.)
He did love his cake and asked if he, in turn, could surprise Mona with a cake for her birthday. Mona was scheduled to spend her birthday weekend at a sleepover for a friend whose birthday is on the same day, so Quinn and I decided we needed to make a cake that was easy to transport so she could take it to the party. It wasn't at all what Mona was expecting because the cake was simply cake-shaped, but I think it came out cool and Quinn did a good job.
We made a "checkerboard cake" which means we used different colored batter in concentric rings in the cake pans so that when the layers were stacked they would look like a checkerboard when you cut into it. That way the surprise cake had a surprise inside as well.
This one took a couple of tries, because the first attempt was with chocolate cake and white cake, and we learned the hard way that the two textures of cake don't hold together, so we just added different colors to white cake.
Quinn also wanted to go crazy with frosting colors and the piping bags, so we did.
Right before Mona's birthday, though, was another cake decorating/fundraiser event at Aden's school. Last year Aden made a spectacular dragon and geode cake, and it won first place, but it was too beautiful to cut into and wound up not being the best choice for a fundraiser where people pay to buy slices after the awards. This year she went with something more accessible: a candy sushi plate.
The fish part is just a basic chocolate cake cut to the right shape and frosted, and I helped again with baking and a bit of the crumb coat which got tricky, but the rest of it was just Aden working late into the night with cereal and marshmallows and candy. There are Oreo crumbs in there, gummy fish, fruit roll ups, Twizzlers...
I think she did a beautiful job. (And so did the judges, who awarded her first place for the second year in a row.)
My mom was in town briefly in the middle of birthday season and decided to make a collective cake for us to celebrate with all together. The cake itself was a chocolate chip cake with custard filling that was delicious, but to top it off we put on a "magic candle" we found at the grocery store.
You light the center wick, the flame gets kind of high (the instructions suggested we should be 3-4 feet away from it), it sparks briefly, then opens like a flower with tiny lit candles that burn down quickly as they make the whole thing spin slowly. It was also supposed to make music, but we didn't get that to work until after the candles went out. The package described it as making "continuous music" which is apt, since the only way we could shut it off was to crack the candle housing open and disconnect the battery from the speaker. We loved that weird thing.
For Aden's birthday she wanted to continue the surprise cake theme and have her siblings make whatever they chose. They settled on a shield and sword from the Legend of Zelda, which worked out well because Aden had a skating party at Incrediroll again, followed by a sleepover, so we had a cake for each site.
This time we used fondant to decorate with. I baked a couple of cakes again, but the kids made the fondant themselves and did all the real work. I helped with some frosting work again, and I cut out the white and yellow fondant bits for the shield, but the rest of it was all Quinn and Mona.
Aden managed to walk into the kitchen at the wrong moment and saw the drawing we were working from which spoiled some of the surprise, but she wasn't expecting two cakes, so part of it was still unexpected. Cake is cake, though. Surprise or no, it still tastes good.
Best cake making tip I can share this year is the glory of parchment paper. We cut out parchment paper to fit along the bottom of all the pans and it made lifting the cakes out to do things with incredibly easy.
In between Quinn's birthday and Mona's birthday is Thanksgiving, and I feel the need to show that not everything we make comes out pretty. My grandma used to serve orange jello at the big holiday meals, and I inherited her cut-glass jello plate and the mold in the shape of a ring that fits on it perfectly. I also inherited the recipe, but have yet to make it work.
The orange jello calls for (appropriately) three boxes of orange jello, orange sherbet, mandarin orange slices, and crushed pineapple. The problem is this is one of gram's recipes where the amounts of everything are unclear because it just says "a can" or "a box" and we have no idea what the proportions are. Every year we make a new guess and every year we end up with orange soup. Luckily orange soup is still delicious, but I think gram would horrified that we're serving a giant bowl of brightly colored goo in her honor on our holiday table.
We'll try again at Christmas.
In the meantime, no more cake for a while. We are caked out.
The first birthday is Quinn's, and he couldn't decide what kind of cake to ask for. Mona wanted try her hand at making a cake this time, and offered to surprise him. He liked that idea, and the result was this adorable cat cake.
Pretty much all of this was Mona. I baked the actual cakes, but Mona did all the sculpting and decorating. I would like to mention that my end of it was no small deal in that I wound up baking three sets of cakes three days in a row. Her original idea was a "transfer mouse" from some online game the two of them like to play together, and she wanted it standing. I tried to explain (based on my vast amount of experience with past cake wrecks) why the way she was going at it wasn't going to work, but some lessons one must apparently learn for oneself. There was one collapsed cake, then another even more collapsed cake, before Mona finally accepted my adage of "The cake should be wider than it is tall to remain stable" and the cat cake came to be.
We had a nice quiet birthday with Quinn this year. He made a million cereal treats to take to school both for his classroom and for the after school geography club, and for dinner we tried a new taco truck and ate while watching anime at home. (I highly recommend the short series "Erased" if you haven't seen it.)
He did love his cake and asked if he, in turn, could surprise Mona with a cake for her birthday. Mona was scheduled to spend her birthday weekend at a sleepover for a friend whose birthday is on the same day, so Quinn and I decided we needed to make a cake that was easy to transport so she could take it to the party. It wasn't at all what Mona was expecting because the cake was simply cake-shaped, but I think it came out cool and Quinn did a good job.
We made a "checkerboard cake" which means we used different colored batter in concentric rings in the cake pans so that when the layers were stacked they would look like a checkerboard when you cut into it. That way the surprise cake had a surprise inside as well.
This one took a couple of tries, because the first attempt was with chocolate cake and white cake, and we learned the hard way that the two textures of cake don't hold together, so we just added different colors to white cake.
Quinn also wanted to go crazy with frosting colors and the piping bags, so we did.
Right before Mona's birthday, though, was another cake decorating/fundraiser event at Aden's school. Last year Aden made a spectacular dragon and geode cake, and it won first place, but it was too beautiful to cut into and wound up not being the best choice for a fundraiser where people pay to buy slices after the awards. This year she went with something more accessible: a candy sushi plate.
The fish part is just a basic chocolate cake cut to the right shape and frosted, and I helped again with baking and a bit of the crumb coat which got tricky, but the rest of it was just Aden working late into the night with cereal and marshmallows and candy. There are Oreo crumbs in there, gummy fish, fruit roll ups, Twizzlers...
You light the center wick, the flame gets kind of high (the instructions suggested we should be 3-4 feet away from it), it sparks briefly, then opens like a flower with tiny lit candles that burn down quickly as they make the whole thing spin slowly. It was also supposed to make music, but we didn't get that to work until after the candles went out. The package described it as making "continuous music" which is apt, since the only way we could shut it off was to crack the candle housing open and disconnect the battery from the speaker. We loved that weird thing.
This time we used fondant to decorate with. I baked a couple of cakes again, but the kids made the fondant themselves and did all the real work. I helped with some frosting work again, and I cut out the white and yellow fondant bits for the shield, but the rest of it was all Quinn and Mona.
Best cake making tip I can share this year is the glory of parchment paper. We cut out parchment paper to fit along the bottom of all the pans and it made lifting the cakes out to do things with incredibly easy.
In between Quinn's birthday and Mona's birthday is Thanksgiving, and I feel the need to show that not everything we make comes out pretty. My grandma used to serve orange jello at the big holiday meals, and I inherited her cut-glass jello plate and the mold in the shape of a ring that fits on it perfectly. I also inherited the recipe, but have yet to make it work.
The orange jello calls for (appropriately) three boxes of orange jello, orange sherbet, mandarin orange slices, and crushed pineapple. The problem is this is one of gram's recipes where the amounts of everything are unclear because it just says "a can" or "a box" and we have no idea what the proportions are. Every year we make a new guess and every year we end up with orange soup. Luckily orange soup is still delicious, but I think gram would horrified that we're serving a giant bowl of brightly colored goo in her honor on our holiday table.
In the meantime, no more cake for a while. We are caked out.
Saturday, November 18, 2017
Rare and Beautiful Things (VSA 2017)
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| Amati violin at the Smithsonian |
Thankfully I have friends in the area who were willing to put me up and drive me around which made the trip even feasible. (They also own one of my violins so I was able to at least offer some instrument maintenance in exchange--Although I have to say I found doing bench work at a kitchen table to be surprisingly disorienting when I'm used to being surrounded by all the tools and light I need.)
The pre-convention tour, that was only available to a smaller group than would attend the full convention, included a trip to the Library of Congress in the morning, and the Smithsonian in the afternoon. Both places have an impressive collection of rare instruments, including some of the most famous that Stradivari ever built. I had the opportunity to study and play the collection in the Library of Congress many years ago, but have never seen the ones in the Smithsonian other than in photos.
Tuesday, October 31, 2017
Halloween: Bay View Style
Happy Halloween! It's been over for us for days, but I hope everyone else out there who has fun with it on the actual day has a good time.
Saturday, October 28, 2017
Aden the Armadillo
Aden really likes being a kangaroo. Up until a couple of weeks before Halloween she thought she would just be a kangaroo again this year. But her sister in particular couldn't believe she'd pass up the chance to be something else, especially since she could always still just be a kangaroo if she changed her mind.
So at the last minute she decided to be an armadillo.
By last minute I mean about a week ago I had a couple of hours to sew together a basic jumpsuit and tack on a couple of ears, and then Aden was supposed to do the rest. She really wanted to make all of it soft so she could lounge around in it, and she had ideas, but wasn't sure how to execute them and kept putting it off. We wound up the day before the Halloween Dance staying up late and getting the last of it done.
After some trial and error we ended up with a fleece armor-shell filled with batting and the outside layer folded with nine pleats (for a 9-banded armadillo). I stitched it to the body and attached the tail to the underside of it. And I added a small snout like a bill to her hood.
All the lighter color details Aden did herself with paint, plus she added claws to a pair of gloves.
It's not as flashy as her siblings' costumes this year, but she's very happy being an armadillo.
And she seems to be past her worries about being too old to Trick-or-Treat, which I'm glad about. There are so many adults who dress up in our neighborhood she doesn't look out of place, and it's just a big welcoming event here, regardless of how old or young the kids are.
At school next week she's just going to be a cowgirl because her school is already warm, and changing in and out of a heavy costume for gym sounds annoying, but at home she plans to hang out in armadillo mode often. She loves being an armadillo. (And I love her.)
So at the last minute she decided to be an armadillo.
By last minute I mean about a week ago I had a couple of hours to sew together a basic jumpsuit and tack on a couple of ears, and then Aden was supposed to do the rest. She really wanted to make all of it soft so she could lounge around in it, and she had ideas, but wasn't sure how to execute them and kept putting it off. We wound up the day before the Halloween Dance staying up late and getting the last of it done.
After some trial and error we ended up with a fleece armor-shell filled with batting and the outside layer folded with nine pleats (for a 9-banded armadillo). I stitched it to the body and attached the tail to the underside of it. And I added a small snout like a bill to her hood.All the lighter color details Aden did herself with paint, plus she added claws to a pair of gloves.
And she seems to be past her worries about being too old to Trick-or-Treat, which I'm glad about. There are so many adults who dress up in our neighborhood she doesn't look out of place, and it's just a big welcoming event here, regardless of how old or young the kids are.
At school next week she's just going to be a cowgirl because her school is already warm, and changing in and out of a heavy costume for gym sounds annoying, but at home she plans to hang out in armadillo mode often. She loves being an armadillo. (And I love her.)
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