I am not going to write a year in review post this year. It was a terrible year. First there was that horrible president, and then I had a stroke. Cause and effect? I wouldn’t be surprised.
Instead, I’d rather speculate about 2018. I don’t do resolutions, because they are joyless and remind me too much of plans written firmly in indelible ink. I prefer to be more flexible about my future. I hope to weave often in the new year, especially on the draw loom. I will keep on painting as long as it continues to amuse me, and I seem to have become a fashionista, at least as far as Gudrun Sjoden’s designs are concerned. It was time to celebrate the joy of being alive, wearing a bright and whimsical wardrobe. I thought I would would have woven it, but I honestly know I don’t have the time. That’s okay.
I still plan to be fairly subversive in the new year, making sure to give my tax savings, if I actually get any, to two progressive causes, like WAMC radio and Planned Parenthood. I certainly have no intention of spending it on big business! I hope you’ll do the same, supporting causes you hold dear. I’ve always taken a great deal of pleasure, especially in the past year, to the tax deduction for charitable giving, seeing it as a way to cheat that president’s regressive agenda by making larger contributions to charities that I’m sure he hates. Hey, I’ll take pleasure where I can.
It looks like my town may make a start on high speed Internet in the next year, and I hope we go with something that is wholly municipal-owned. With the death net neutrality, I don’t want one of those creepy Telecom companies deciding what we can access. If it’s anything like what they did with television, they will really try to dumb down the Internet and turn you into commercial watching zombies. I like the Internet quirky and individualistic as it now is. I’m sure you can get dumb stuff too, but only if you insist.
I hope to travel a bit in 2018. There’s a museum that features a lot of handwoven bands, Vesterheim. I think I’ll give it a visit. although it means going from nowhere Massachusetts to equally nowhere Iowa. I’m also tempted to go to Sweden, but I have to figure out what I want to do so I know what time of year to visit. I don’t think I’ll take a weaving class, because you can do that anywhere. I think I’d rather focus on seeing historic textiles, contemporary folk art and countryside.
There might be one thing that I would commit to writing an indelible ink. I refuse to multitask in 2018. It’s a moral weakness, and is just a little bit too much stress for me handle. There you have it!
Here’s to a better year ahead!!