Wednesday, November 28, 2007

If I Only Had A Brain...

...A second brain that is.



Crocheted from cotton thread. About 3000 yards of bedspread weight cotton thread to be exact.



And teensy weensy little hook. A size 6 steel hook cradled in a hand carved wooden handle courtesy of the hook carver extraordinaire, Jimbo!

Jimbo, your hook enabled me to crochet for many, many hours virtually free of pain. Thank you so much!



And it took numerous hours to work through the filet mesh of this brainy beast of a shawl. A month and a half of evenings dedicated to the mesh, open and closed.

A lot of mesh...



Yeah, it's that big.

And it is done!

My brainical thready opus is finis!

Copyright 2007 Regina Rioux Gonzalez. All rights reserved.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Happy Thanksgiving!

As we launch into the holiday season I'd like to take a moment to thank you all for visiting me and your willingness to share your thoughts, anecdotes and life's melange with me. You're all amazingly creative and a source of endless inspiration for me.

Love you guys!

As for T-Day, I'm on stuffing and pie duty. This year I am churning out a large batch of my tried and true Pumpkin and Wild Mushroom stuffing, a new-to-me twist on traditional pumpkin pie, Pumpkin Mascarpone Pie (from November's issue of Bon Appetit), as well as a Linoleum family favorite, Cranberry Orange Pie...



Pretty and tasty!

Do yourself a favor and give this pie a try. It's tart and sweet and super easy!

Cranberry Orange Pie

Pie crust for two crust pie
3 1/2 c. fresh cranberries (about 1 pkg.)
1 c. sugar
1 1/2 tbs. flour
1/4 tsp. salt
3 tbs. orange juice (depending upon what's available at the grocery store, try substituting blood orange or tangerine juice)
2 tbs. minced or grated orange zest
2 tbs. melted butter

1 egg, lightly beaten
1 egg, lightly beaten with 2 tbs. heavy cream for glazing
granulated sugar of sprinkling

Prepare pastry, roll out half to line a 9" pie pan. Partially bake crust in 400 degree oven 10 - 15 minutes until almost done, but not completely browned. Keep pricking crust with fork as it puffs up. (I used pie weights to avert any pre-bake pietastrophes.) Cool pie shell about 15 minutes before filling.

Preheat oven to 450 degrees.

In a large bowl, combine cranberries, sugar, flour, salt, orange juice, zest and melted butter. Toss to combine. Pour into cooled pie shell.

Use beaten egg if making lattice design for top crust. Roll out dough 1/16" thick, cut into 1/2" strips, moisten crust with egg and make lattice pattern over cranberries. (I love to weave dough peeps!)

Brush top of pastry with egg glaze and sprinkle with sugar.

Bake for 10 minutes at 450 degrees. Reduce heat to 350 degrees and bake until crust is golden brown and juices are bubbly, about 45 minutes longer.

Delicious!

Have a wonderful long weekend everyone!

Monday, November 19, 2007

Spinnin' the Weekend Away

Well, they've finally done it. The internet firewall guards here at the Cube Farm are preventing employee access to the blogosphere. Oh yeah. They have shut the door, locked it up tightly and tossed the key over the nearest cliff.

No Blogger. No Typepad. No Wordpress. No nothing.

A fellow Farm Inmate has been sending me third party server addresses for the past couple of days, but those get sucked into the abyss that is our firewall within hours of first contact. To say that I am frustrated is an understatement. Really, I could go on and on, but I'll spare you all.

Let's move on, shall we? I'd rather talk about the uber-crafty weekend I just had after all. There was spinning, dying, crocheting, weaving, embroidery as well as a smattering of knitting! Actually, I feel that I have embarked upon a crafty renaissance of sorts. So much stuff to do with yarn (and thread) and so little time!

Anyway, my weekend began early as I took Friday off. So nice. I just sat around weaving and dying hanks of yarn all day. I needed the respite from the now evil and dreaded blog-blocking Cube Farm. I know. I just cannot let it go. Whatever.

Lookie how purty my yarn is though...


I do have a few weaving FOs, but I'm saving those for a post all their own.

Saturday I spent the day immersed in a 6 hour spinning workshop with John Pitblado at the Urban Craft Center. Oh my God, it was life changing. No really, it was!

First and foremost, I heart the Urban Craft Center. Angharad and Carolyn are awesome. The space is awesome. It's just blocks from my home, which...hel-lo? Is awesome. Love the UCC.

And I love John too! He's really a wonderful teacher, very patient and encouraging. Truly, the man is a gifted educator and coming from me, that's saying something because I used to teach teachers how to be teachers!



Anyhow, we began the workshop learning how to spin with a drop spindle. In the past, I tried to teach myself the art of the drop spindle using this book for reference. Each and every time I failed. In fact, I was beginning to believe I that I was suffering from a heinous ailment known as spindle-block, a very serious disease for a yarn devotee such as myself. However, it appears that I suffer no more for within a few hours I had accomplished this...



And it felt good.

Drop spindle conquered, it was time to move to THE WHEEL. I'd like to say I took to spinning on a wheel like a duck to water, but as is my way, I hit the curve, the learning curve that is, which for moi can be a bit steep. Fortunately, the curve flattened a bit within hours. So, by the time we reached the end of our session I had accomplished...



I made ya-arn.

I made ya-arn!

There is a spinning wheel in my future, of this you can be sure. There are also more UCC and John Pitblado workshops in my future too. Did I mention that I love them?

Sunday, though not as eventful as Saturday or as restful as Friday, was just as craft positive as the days preceding. I practiced a little sewing and embroidery in order to embellish this very special jacket, which belonged to my late father...




The man wasn't exactly an avid carnivore, but I think he would get a kick out of the felted meat appliques...





And utensil embroidery.



Dad was my biggest fan after all, cheering me on creation after creation.

Ahhh, fond memories of my father and my crafty weekend exploits almost quelled the blog-blocker frustration seizing my being. Almost.

Methinks I need to investigate mobile blogging...

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Tales from the Windy City

I’m back from Chicago!

I arrived last night after a very, very busy four days of work and play in the Windy City. Basically, I was exhausted from the trip and hit the sack immediately. I’m old now peeps! Two business trips in a month have wiped me out. So sad…

Anyway, my itinerary moved along as follows. I arrived at approximately 3:00 pm on Saturday. Waited around in baggage for what seemed an eternity. Yes, I am one of the few people who still checks her bag(s) as opposed to the rest of humanity, who attempt to bring as much cargo as possible on board the plane in order that they may shove said bags into as many overhead bins as possible. Really, it’s ridiculous how much crap people bring with them into the cabin of the aircraft.

Jeesh.

Sure, there is a risk that my bag may get lost in transit if I check it, but hey, I fly A LOT and I ALWAYS check a bag. Knock on my keyboard, but I’ve not lost a bag yet. Anyway, yeah, I do have to wait for my suitcase in baggage claim upon arrival, but I’ve grown used to it. No biggie. At least I can proudly embrace my status as a light user of the overhead bins.

Rant concluded.

After claiming my luggage I hit the cool, crisp Chicago late afternoon air to wait for my car, which would transport me to the Peninsula Hotel. Not a bad place to spend a few days, that’s for sure. Hey, if my company is making me travel then they need to make sure that my arse is comfy.

All made up…



Note: This mugshot is purely to satisfy a friendly criticism that I (i) rarely show my mug on my blog and (ii) if I do happen to display a pic of self it is cropped just below my eyes. Satisfied Jenna?

I was set to meet up with my girlfriends Shannon and Megan at a faboo restaurant called Custom House, where there was much eating, drinking and making of merriment. Our satisfying meal was followed by more, um, drinking, AND making of merriment at The Green Door Tavern until the wee hours of the morning...



Having awakened myself before noon on Sunday I pulled myself together for a bit of shopping on Michigan Avenue. I spent the afternoon alone, strolling around the shops, taking in the sites and enjoying the day. I rather savor spending time by myself and what better way to explore my new surroundings than alone and unhampered?

That evening I recovered my social self while joining Shannon for a Blackhawks game. What fun! And check out our seats...



Blackhawks won, to Shannon's dismay. The girl's a Red Wings fan.

Next two days were all about work, work, work and more food, food, food! Really, it's a wonder I didn't gain a bazillion pounds. On Monday I had lunch with a few co-workers at N9NE Steak House. Dinner that night at Mike Ditka's where they serve steaks the size of my head. And my head? Yeah, not so small. There is a reason I usually only photograph myself from the eyeballs up. Third and final food fest, I mean lunch, took place at 312 before I had to board another plane. I really hated to leave so soon. Definitely planning to return...ah, for a vacation next time 'round. Chicago is a town I need to revisit.

In addition to stuffing my face, I did manage to do a bit of embroidery while away. Check these babies out...





Not bad for a beginner eh?

No yarn store visits though. Next time for sure!

Friday, November 09, 2007

FANtastic Kings Hat

On Monday, fellow cube farmer, Sunny, asked me if I'd be willing to crochet her a FANtastic hat that she could don at this Saturday's Kings game. She wanted to sport something that resembled our Los Angeles Kings' logo. Loving a challenge, I of course accepted.

Here's the logo (in case you're not familiar with it):



And here's my interpretation using some stash acrylic and wire:





Um, yeah. Sunny will definitely be sporting a conversation piece...

Not too bad for an evening's work eh?

Copyright 2007 Regina Rioux Gonzalez. All rights reserved.

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Round-Up

I have a bit of a round-up for you on this fine Tuesday...

First up, I'd like to thank those of you who left me comments/info regarding Chicago area yarn stores. Very helpful.

Second, to those of you who sent me emails regarding your interest in helping me with my design enterprise, I need to let you know that I am slowing this endeavor down for the time being. I have literally stopped submitting designs to magazines that I normally design for and I have, for the moment, decided to forego the pursuit of publishers who would be interested in publishing a book of my designs. Doesn't mean I am shutting down my little empire completely, I am just slowing things down until I finish what is becoming a long, drawn out court battle for custody of my 14 year old daughter. Needless to say, I have read all of your email submissions. I would love to involve several of you (or all of you for that matter) in what I am planning. I just cannot focus on this right now. My brain and nerves are pretty much shot. My humblest apologies for keeping you waiting.

Third, OPP's. Yes, that would be Other Peoples' Patterns...Knitting from books and mags has saved my cerebrum from exploding as of late for I excel at following directions! No documentation to worry about. No design dimensions to delineate. No obsessive foraging for the perfect yarn suited to proposed conception. Well, I still obsess a little bit...

Anyway, I finished this cover model about a month ago...



...in this lovely pink hue...



The yarn happens to be Debbie Bliss SoHo, of which I bought copious amounts from Webs on closeout.



Fast knit as it is worked from sleeve to sleeve in garter stitch. Big knit because of the way it's constructed. Hot knit as the whole pile o' sweater sits in your lap while working. Yeah, just about smothered me when the temps were reaching their typical SoCal September heights.

Fourth, let's talk L-Aid.



Just so you know, I am currently spending $40 - $60 per week on Kool-Aid and God only knows how much on Knit Picks yarn. Needless to say, I've received some pretty interesting looks from various checkers in area markets near my humble abode when on a L-Aid run. Whatever. I'm having fun. I steep a pot of yarn on the stove nightly, I'm concocting color recipes with abandon and I now know that I need to take this to the next level. Oh yeah, Jacquard dyes are definitely in my future. It's a slippery slope peeps...

Fifth, I discovered a vintage treasure trove last Sunday with good friend and crafty maven, Bri. Now, the flea market fly that I am hangs head in shame at my level of ignorance of Sunday's vintage venue. How did I not know that the Pasadena City College Flea Market rocked so hard??? I mean, two outside parking lots combined with a multi-level parking structure FILLED with vendors??? Hel-looooo??? I will definitely be doing the Westside to Eastside run monthly to make this event.

Lookie what I went home with...





Yep, a new home for my knitting, crocheting and needle felting supplies. Yay!!

Sixth, the remainder of my week will be spent getting ready for the Windy City. Looking forward to it!

Friday, November 02, 2007

Travelocity

I plan to be in Chicago the week of November 12th. Never been. Really looking forward to it even though technically I'll be there on business. However, I am getting in the weekend before to account for a little fun time, which does include a Blackhawks v. Red Wings game. Yay!!

Chicagoans? Yarn stores?

My next trip occurs after Turkey Day. San Francisco happens to be my destination at that time. A little business with a few vacation days added in for good measure.

I definitely gotta hit Lacis. More suggestions are definitely welcome. Lisa Solomon, are you around???

We have rescheduled our family vacation for this year twice already. It's just been too crazy to travel. However, I believe we will be in Australia and New Zealand in December. I am keeping my fingers and toes crossed...

Just needed thank you all for being so supportive of my crazy creations. You guys are THE BEST! Happy weekend!!

Monday, October 29, 2007

Crochet a Controversy

I'm back from New York. Too bad I was there on business. I didn't even get to go to Purl!

Sucks.

I don't talk much about my daylight hours, but I am one of two administrators managing a global investment banking practice. After I quit teaching art I fell into the Cube Farm and clawed my way up the proverbial corporate ladder. Currently I am the lone MFA in a sea of MBA's firm wide. It's actually kinda of funny...

Anyway, while toiling away in my NY office, unbeknownst to me, I (or rather this lovely example of crochetdom) became the center of heated controversy. Many of you sent me emails alerting me to my new found outlaw status.

My first reaction was, "Wow."

My almost instantaneous second reaction was, "I wonder why they didn't take notice of me sooner?"

You know folks, in a world where "different" or outside what is generally viewed as "the norm" is often despised or even feared, the reaction my little creation provoked from the author(s) of that blog is not surprising. In fact, there are many blogs out there who mirror What Not To Crochet's approach to blogging (I won't list them, but you know the blogs that I speak of).

Hey, who doesn't love a little vitriol and public humiliation as part of their daily media deluge?

Making fun of others makes us feel better about ourselves, right?

Uh, sure, I guess.

Oh, don't get me wrong. I've been an artist who has been showing her work to the public for many, many years. I am no stranger to criticism via print or otherwise. Nature of the beast, so to speak. I am also the first to admit that my work ain't for everybody. Nonetheless, I believe that there is plenty of room on the planet for a plethora of viewpoints and creative expressions. And anyway, negativity is such a drag people!

So Padawans, if I've got any advice for you as a result of my being WNTC-ed, it is as follows...

Make what you want.

Embrace what you love.

Ignore the rest!

Be fearless my friends for, truly, one person's trash really is another's treasure.

Thursday, October 25, 2007

LinoleumLand Updates

Lots of updates from LinoleumLand...

First, awards!

I received these very special honorable mentions eons ago and just forgot to post about them. Sorry girlies! I'm a sloth.



Rockin' Girl Blogger came from Samantha and...



Nice Matters Award came from Christina!

Thanks so much you two! Again, my profuse apologies for my brain blitz! Too much going on around here...

Second, Kool-Aid Q&A!

I received a plethora of questions about my L'Aid Dye-Fest. Here come the answers...

Angharad asks, "Which one was the blue??"

Berry Blue.

Deneen comments, "Isn't it so darn addictive?"

More so than I ever thought it would be. Really, I placed a HUGE order with KnitPicks for some nudie yarn (read - ready for dye) yesterday. Yeah, like I need more yarn.

Andy inquires, "Does it make a difference between unsweetened and sweetened?"

I've no idea. I used the unsweetened because that's what KnitPicks says to use in their tutorial.

Jean questions, "What yarn did you use?"

Lion Brand Fisherman's Wool in Natural and Cascade 220 in Ecru.

Miranda asks, "What happens when you wash the yarn?"

Water runs clear. Kool-Aid is kolorfast. How scary is that???

Miranda further inquires, "Would I be able to felt the stuff I make? or would the hot wash fade it?"

Now, I'm certainly far from expert here, but since the process is one of hot to boiling water to transfer the color into/onto the yarn, I doubt very much if it would fade while felting. I'd try it!

Thirdly, travel!

Just an FYI here. I will be in NYC from Sunday to Tuesday for work. Yuck. Anyway, I plan to do a little shoppin' and maybe even a bit of gallery hoppin' should time allow for a bit of goofin' off.

Happy Thursday kids!!

Monday, October 22, 2007

Kaleidoscope o' Kool-Aid

Okay, so I jumped on the bandwagon rather late, but who knew that dying yarn with Kool-Aid could be oh so satisfying?

Ahem, I know the answer to that question. Pretty much everyone but me.

I have an excuse for my Kool-Aid sloth, should you care to indulge me. What the hell, I share it with you anyway.

A long time ago, at a university not so far from here, there was a young lady who majored in cloth. And this young lady, not of the cloth, but rather in the cloth, was quite interested in learning all that she could about the drapery in which she was swathed. So, the lady took many a lesson until all the mysteries of the woolly and woven world were revealed. And the lady revelled in her new found knowledge, weaving and carding and painting warps, knitting, crocheting and printing with screens, sewing and spinning and dying strings!

So yeah, I learned my way around the dye pot, and though I loved playing and painting with dyes, I remember the prep involved. The toxicity of those powders. The mess. The space needed (of which I am sorely lacking that at the moment). At any rate, because of my dye-hard experiences from a LadyLinoleum past, I'm a bit of a purist, literally believing the Kool-Aid dye frenzy of the last few years blasphemous...

A girl can change her mind you know!

It just takes a persuasive friend...

Many, many packets of unsweetened L-aid...



And a sense of adventure!

Oh, and a hot soak in a tub...



Or two...



It was about this time that I began to kick the whole Kool-Aid thang up a notch.

What if I mixed a few packets of differing colors?

How about Lemon-Lime and Mango?



Or Grape and Black Cherry?



Or how about an over-dye of that weird blue flavor?



Top it off with a few double dips...





And I finished the day with a drying rack of full of fruity scented goodness!



Dare I say it?

Yep.

Linoleum finally got L-Aid.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

The Saw That Dripped Blood...SCARF!



Ahhh, nothing like a bit of crocheted blood to get me in the holiday spirit! Direct from the Runway of the Wrongway, we have a very fashionable as well as functional example of Slasher Film Chic...



Oh yeah! The Saw That Dripped Blood...SCARF!

This was a quick crochet (at least until I got to the bloody portion of the program), made entirely from Cascade 220. The blood? Yeah, that took some time to accomplish as it is one continuous line of surface crochet. I rather like the results though.

Gruesome...

And quite fetching on my crafty cohort, Jenna!



Best part? Yep, pattern is available on my sidebar if you'd like to give it slice! I know, bad joke. Whatever. Anyway, if you do decide to make one, I suggest a few severed fingers as an accompaniment.

Happy, Happy Halloween!

Copyright 2007 Regina Rioux Gonzalez. All rights reserved.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

A Day at the Patch

Last Sunday I piloted the hubby's truck with friend Jenna and daughter Lena in tow in order to acquire a few Octoberish needful things...Pumpkins! Yes, we three lovers of the cucurbit traversed many a mile to partake in some orangy goodness at a location which I believe to be the pinnacle of pumpkindom. A few snapshots of our squashy surroundings...





I have been making this pumpkin pilgrimage since I was a wee Linoleum flanked by my parental units. Truth be told, I don't believe I've missed a year of this Autumnal ritual since. The offspring and I look forward to our annual trip to the patch with much anticipation. Yep, the teen who complains about literally everything, doesn't seem to mind indulging in such an activity with her "weird mom". That is, until she tires of the pumpkin retrieval process...



A break from the work flow is always a good idea. How about a stroll around Scarecrow Alley??? We may even spot Elvis...



Yeah, that always does the trick. Back to her ubercool teen self...



Really though, we had a great time and overcoming the teen exhaustion factor quite nicely. So needless to say, my home is now densely populated with pumpkin-age. It's just spooktacular!

Definitely my favorite time of the year...

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

My Inner Crow

One of the tools from my creative arsenal that I rely heavily upon is symbolism. Symbolism is as varied a tool as it is versatile. Literally, anything can be symbolic of something. A color, a texture, a number, an inanimate object, a weather pattern, the list goes on and on! I used to own several dictionaries, if you will, of symbolic content. Unfortunately, since the cessation of my teaching career those particular tomes have gotten lost in the happenstance of life. Although nothing comes quite close to feel and weight of a book in one's hands, I've learned to adapt to the loss of my favorite references by exploring world wide web for symbology galore!

I don't know what provoked my latest journey into the world of symbols this Friday last, but I suddenly had the urge to explore the world of fauna and the wealth of collateral symbolism that world happens to embody. In particular I was drawn to the notion of animal as totem, which is a more personalized approach to animal symbolism. Here is a very nice definition for this phenomena.

After reading various explanations about the nature of animal totems, I began exploring the individual symbolism for each of the animals and was intrigued. So intrigued, in fact, that I spent the entire afternoon reading about each and every animal, mostly on this website. Yeah, yeah, slow day at the office. Whatever. Anyway, should you have any interest at all in this subject and you don't want to sift through virtual page after page of animalia, check out the abridged version here.

Anyhow, as I was exploring the array of feathered, fuzzed and scaly beings, certain creatures and their collateral symbolism began to resonate for me, nine of them to be exact. And all nine of them I have had a life long fascination with, I might add, and are presented below in no particular order.

First and foremost, the crow. Birdies, as some of you may know, are my most favoritest of pets for I am owned by nine such feathered friends. My buzzards are intelligent, loyal chatterboxes and I just love them!

At any rate, back to the crow. Keeper of knowledge, keenly observant, maker of mischief, sophisticated communicator, ebony thaumaturge. I believe crow walks with me at all times, my feminine side.

Second, buffalo. My entire life I've been drawn to all creatures bovine. I believe these animals are majestic and beautiful, intelligent and protective, at times unpredictable and dangerous. Buffalo is about balance, respect, acceptance, service and sacrifice. Last winter I had the privilege to walk amongst a small herd of buffalo at a relative's ranch in Northern California. It took my breath way to touch the coats of these beautiful creatures, watching them, watching me. Literally, I was awestruck by the experience and I shall never forget the eyes of those amazing beings, dark and full of depth. Reverence is the word that comes to mind when I think back on my encounter with the herd. I believe buffalo to be my other constant companion, my male side, for I have much to learn.

Third, the batty bat.

Bat wings are a recurring theme in my work.

Yet another animal with which I've had a life long fascination. Bat speaks to balance, identity, truth, wisdom and the ability to face fears and accept change. Bat is my Western totem.

Fourth, the chicken. Don't ask me why, but I just love these birds! Chickens are another set of creatures that inhabit a very special place in my pantheon of motifs.

Chickens are inquisitive by nature, place huge importance upon their personal space, have an uncanny ability to remove obstacles from their path, exhibit patience, are determined and require a certain amount of personal time or solace away from the hen house, so to speak. Chickens are also sensitive, empathic, yet high strung. A person with poultry as totem quite literally feels his or her way through life. My chicken resides above.

Fifth, the moth. Another thing with wings that has often flitted about the recesses of my gray matter.

A pair of knitted insect-like wings.

And their crocheted counterparts.

Moths symbolize the process of change, a magical transformative process that characterizes this creature's journey from chrysalis to flight. This being is also a symbol for great sensitivity and nurturing, optimism, opportunism and clairvoyance. Moth urges the release of negative influences and teaches the carrier of this totem how to discover the joy within. Moth flanks my Eastern side.

Sixth, the camel. For as long as I can remember I've held deep interest for anything concerning the Middle East and Egypt in particular. As one who has been a serious student of art history, I cannot ignore the role this region has played in the art historical lineage of the western world. In addition, I was fortunate enough to have inhabited this portion of globe for a year of my life. It was a profound experience that has had lasting effects on my consciousness. No animal, for me, symbolizes that landscape more than the camel.

Camel is resourceful and a master of survival, able to protect itself in the harshest of climes. Camel retains its clarity of senses despite distractions from outside influences and as such teaches the totem carrier to remain centered no matter the circumstances of a given situation. Although gentle when handled with care, Camel is prone to fits of rage when mistreated. Respect is a right and demanded when not given. As such, camel embodies a sense of honor, fair treatment and justice above all. Camel is powerful, strong, focused and determined, shoving its totem carrier into the darkness, demanding the use of inner resources to ensure survival, transform oneself and awaken to the transformation. Camel walks below my feet.

Seventh is parrot. Yes, I would be perfectly content to sport wings and feathers! However, lacking such plumage and appendages I instead surround myself with creatures who have been given these divine gifts.

My husband's "girlfriend", Drumstick.

Parrots are powerful magicians, invoking the properties of color and light. They are healers that symbolize positivity and are instrumental in healing the ravages of depression. Parrots also have the ability to teach totem carriers when to be silent and when to opine. These creatures ask us to notice the joy that surrounds us, live life to it's fullest and enjoy! Parrot occupies my north totem.

Eight is for octopus. No pun intended. This is an animal I have long revered. Agile, flexible, regenerative, the octopus possesses keen sight and is believed to be the most intelligent of all invertebrates. This eight tentacled wonder asks the totem holder to let go of his or her inefficiencies, stop trying so hard and focus upon fine tuning the skills that come naturally. Octopuses are masters of camouflage and can adapt to myriad environs because of this ability. This animal is a powerful totem to possess. I believe octopus embodies my southern totem.

Ninth is jellyfish and my jelly resides within.

Jelly is my power animal. This umbrella-like creature is the consummate survivor that has the ability to live in harmony with life's currents, teaching totem holders about nature's forces and flow. Some believe that jellies embody true spiritual knowledge within their transparent forms; balance is key.

Wow! It's crowded in here...

Just kidding!

Sort of.

So as you may have gleaned from my not so little post, I rather enjoyed this bit of research into my symbolic animal self. I relied heavily upon this site for much of my research. Although, if you find yourself similarly intrigued I encourage you to Google away! Needless to say, I've now a plethora of imagery that will accompany me as I devise new works to unleash upon my creative landscape and that, my friends, is a gift.

Kaw, kaw!!