Sunday, August 25, 2013

sensual sunday

day out at the Beaty, originally uploaded by ebbandflo_pomomama.

I've had a weird feeling of disconnection creeping over me for the past few weeks.Not sure why but I do recognise it.

It's my body telling me to stay in touch and stop being so busy, to pay attention to the physical - get some exercise, go for a massage, stop and smell the roses - stop neglecting yourself!

So I need to book that trip to the spa pronto (thanks for the birthday voucher, ma and pa xox), and get all my senses back in shape.

Dear reader - sensual sunday!
Don't snigger - it's not what you think.

* splashing around in the warm water at the open air pool, diving to the bottom of the dive tank and feeling the bubbles rolling along my skin

Tin Roof - Rocky Point Ice Cream

* yummy Tin Roof (peanuts and chocolate) ice cream from Rocky Point Ice cream

* vanilla and ylang ylang massage lotion from the Body Shop - smells exotic, soporific and comforting - I rub it into my arms each night and drift off into a cloud of the sweetest of dreams

* a flock of jays fighting off a bald eagle that flew too close for confort above the Inlet Trail

*the summer freckle crop on my son's nose - new this year :)


Saturday, August 24, 2013

fibre friday: octopicus

octopicus, originally uploaded by ebbandflo_pomomama.

This summer has been a tailspin of busyness with not much room for making stuff-ness. And I have a group exhibition to take part in at the beginning of September so I really need some carp to show.

Carp btw is that dear old Etsy-ism, the self-deprecating "buy my crap".

I already had my subject, the hexapus, and have spent most of the year drawing cephalopods , tentacles and suckers. All I needed to do was translate the preliminaries into a (grand) work (of art).

So far, this is the result - watercolour transfers.
Pretty but not as much as I'd hoped for.
Time to get moving creatively.

Thursday, August 22, 2013

SPT Aug 21: this is what ..

This, my dear friends, is what 48 looks like. It's not superwoman; it's not hot sexy milf; it's not dumpy and frumpy - this is 48, or at least my version of it.

It's me. 0 to 2013 - this is where I am now. The sum total of all my experiences, for better and worse. This is the me that I have become, not the me that the media tells me I should be as a 48y old woman, and not the me my family tells me I should be, though their genetic input does have some influence.

It's not the me that society says should be invisible in the face of the relentless obsession with youth. It's not a me that has been altered, enhanced, nipped, tucked or vaginaplastied into a barbie of my former self, the sanitised and androgynous version of womanhood demanded by culture today. It's a me replete with lumps, bumps, nipples and all other gender-specific protuberances society would rather not observe.

It's a me that laughs and cries, that blushes and giggles, that is loud and vocal, that voices her opinion. It's a me that shows confidence and pride, and confusion and is unsure.

I'm not the me that people have tried to scare into becoming, with tales of counting my blessings and comparison with other members of my gender.

It's simply me. Me at 48.
48 and counting!

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

wordless wednesday: into focus?

UBC Botanical Garden, originally uploaded by ebbandflo_pomomama.

blogging remotely

Testing a blog post via IFTT's email relay ....

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

boys' night out

A great evening out with the boys, in celebration.

via Flickr

Monday, August 19, 2013


on yer bike, originally uploaded by ebbandflo_pomomama.

Eve of.
Half - sitting, waiting, eve of what?

I haven't made much of anything these days. I'm not sure if it's a creative slump or a time crunch. What I have been enjoying however, is sketching and painting. What I'd like to be doing is more personal writing, reflecting on life passing and time passing. Before I forget.

It's important. No matter how dismissive others have been, reflecting back and looking forward in text has been a huge help to me, especially over the last ten years.

Without someone to verbally go over life events, issues magnify and I get stuck fast, in a rut, trapped by being in the moment and speed from going forward in retrospect. Looking back over those moments reminds me that I did escape, and more importantly, how I did it.

Eve of what?
Eve of forward, of course!

Saturday, August 17, 2013

Blogging via flickr

Blogging via flickr, originally uploaded by ebbandflo_pomomama.

Stamping clay =therapy 


My Saturday - inspiration at Wordcamp. Blogging, CMS, tech stuff :)

Tuesday, August 06, 2013

vivid blue up there

vivid blue up there, originally uploaded by ebbandflo_pomomama.

Look up. Clear blue sky thinking no clouds and nothing to obscure the view. Cut thru the fog and glare. See the path. Aim your direction. Know where you're going. Shoulders back. Relax. Breathe and enjoy the journey.

Monday, August 05, 2013


luge!, originally uploaded by ebbandflo_pomomama.

Just back from a family holiday, a mini break to Whistler booked at the last moment and just what we all needed. Cycled every day; skinny dipping in the lake; Moby's acoustic set in the afternoon.
He got away from an insane round of conference calls.
Little He just got away.
I had some time off from what's becoming an overly stressful job - managed to create some healthy distance and establish boundaries.
We all stepped off the treadmill.

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