Harvey-Sue

MP 4|26|13

KH 4|8|13

*Numbers = date made; letters = initials of the first recipient; code’s printed somewhere on each kaleidoscope

I’ve been reading The Gift by Lewis Hyde. For those of y’all who haven’t read it, it starts out reflecting on how capitalism urges us to keep and hoard gifts, but a gift that stays in motion by being re-given takes on a life of it’s own, creating bonds of trust and well-being among communities. I started reading it right when I decided not to sell these kaleidoscopes, and it really inspired me. So, I’ve been giving them away with the intention that they be re-given.

So far, they’ve been going out to my comrades in madness, because their qualities (of light / patterns / color) seem to help me with mine. I’m hoping they can be a token of support through times of lunacy, loss, or rebirth (and a reminder that on the other side of lunacy is brilliance). Then, when the hard times ebb, the kaleidoscope can be passed on to someone else who’s burdened with  the ‘Tock’ of ‘Tick’s’ gift of creativity.

If anyone has any ideas about how to keep track of the kaleidoscope’s journeys, please let me know; I think that’d be really cool.

Here are the first three (numbers = date made; letters = initials of the first recipient).

AP 4 |8|13

KB 4|13|13

AA 4|8|13

In subverting the rock venue / art gallery norm, Norma and I (Norm), have embarked on a project series of “experiences.” The experiences will include guerilla street art, punk shows in weird (public) places, and collaborative “happenings” that encourage folx to question the norm of how art /music is seen and heard.  We’re using it as a chance to be creative about ways we share our explorations of avenues and mediums that are unfamiliar to us (like linolium print making! –make sure you carve words BACKWARDS so that they print FORWARDS) . 

We’re not on social media, but you can send us snail mail (406 N Queen Street, Durham 27701), and we’ll put you on our snail-mailing list. Our first “experience,” The Cicada Table, happened last weekend, and was awesome. There were cicada sounds, info zines, Nag Chamba, and a shit-ton of art.

Here’s a couple lamps and books n stuff.

I told my boyfriend his bday present might be like  a year late cuz I was looking for something that might or might not cross my path (we both love cicadas, so I was hoping to find wings for his kaleidoscope). I was helping a friend move the next day, and found one under his air conditioner, so I was able to finish it  in time for Kyle’s bday. It also has soda can tabs, a praying-mantis slide, and sea glass. The body is a blue glass bottle.