A short diatribe on St. Valentines Day. Feel free to ignore and/or mock me.All week long people, single or otherwise, have been complaining about Valentines Day and I've felt continually moved to defend it. Oh sure it's commercial and a bit silly, but that's what you signed on for when you decided to be alive in the 21st century. What holiday isn't these days?
On the other hand, many holidays these days celebrate cultural movements, great and honorable people, or historic events. And, although these are wonderful things, and
should be celebrated, the concept of love was celebrated before liberty and independence were in vogue and will be celebrated still at some point in the future when we've once again forgotten the rights of man. And, although there are many types of love and all should be remembered, I don't see any particular problem with romance as a natural hallmark of the emotion as broadly described in the English language.
Lest you think I'm a soppy romantic: This is coming from a heartbroken, cynical bugger who has not only stopped looking for love, but has stopped caring that he has stopped looking for love. I understand what it feels like to be really hurt by relationships, but it seems a bit, well,
mean to complain about it. It won't help us single, angry people, but it might hurt the happy ones. And if I ascribe to any one imperative in life, it's that beauty and goodness should be protected, no matter what.
And moving on.
Well, the woodwork is well and truly under way again. I'm spending almost every night out in the shop, now, which is marvelous. The finger might not be healed, but it's close to it, and it's been very cooperative about the whole thing. I've been trying hard to mix up the poses and style I use, which has slowed me down a bit, but even if I don't always love the outcome it's been entirely worth it for the learning experience. I mean, I now have an entirely different view of and approach to ponies' heads and faces, and I'm working on entirely changing my approach to legs. It's really been a lot of fun.
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Now, a drumroll, please!
Last week I ran a raffle for an old walnut jewelry tree I made.
And the winner is
Sorry if that's not you, but I always seem to be finding old projects of mine to give away, and I love raffles, so expect another chance at something else sometime soon. Congratulations, Max-F1!