Growing up with my Grandma Esther made it impossible for me to grow up and not be creative. I can remember being a child and watching her create quilts from old clothes. In her day, doing these things was a necessity. She raised 9 children on a WV coalmining budget. She used to involve me in all sorts of artistic activities and to this day, her strong will to survive, to garden and her creative reuse teachings have stuck with me. She always encouraged me to express myself and, if necessary, to fight for my life and stand by what I believe in.
I suppose, if I have one cause to endorse (other than my music,) it would be reusing things. We have enough stuff on earth! My house is full of spice containers turned into pen holders, coffee cans turned into planters, junkmail turned into stickers, old books turned into canvas and envelopes...etc. It's such an easy thing to do.
Upon moving to Durham, I was thrilled to find The Scrap Exchange! http://www.scrapexchange.org/ For a girl like me, it's the perfect retail therapy. They share the same philosophy and I find just about anything I need to spruce up my strange artwork there without breaking my bank or my committment to this one thing I believe in. So, upon seeing their open call for reuse artists, I jumped at the chance to submit some of my work. I have been very blessed here in Durham to have the chance to not only share my music, but also my artwork. The reception is tonight from 6-9PM. Come out and join in!
Now for something not so pleasant, Facebook. A friend (who still thinks I'm into astrology) called me to inform me that my birthdate is called The Day of The Enigma. She thought it was funny because she's known me for years and claims she still doesn't know anything about me. Other than saying what I think, I guess I am really private. So, last night, in an effort to get my music on more sites, I tried joining Facebook. Within the first 5 minutes, it felt so invasive and creepy, I deleted it. If you got an invite to be my "friend." Sorry. That is just NOT for me. Myspace is bad enough!
Now for something not so pleasant, Facebook. A friend (who still thinks I'm into astrology) called me to inform me that my birthdate is called The Day of The Enigma. She thought it was funny because she's known me for years and claims she still doesn't know anything about me. Other than saying what I think, I guess I am really private. So, last night, in an effort to get my music on more sites, I tried joining Facebook. Within the first 5 minutes, it felt so invasive and creepy, I deleted it. If you got an invite to be my "friend." Sorry. That is just NOT for me. Myspace is bad enough!
xo, Teresa
