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capri0mni1) Had an interesting discussion with the nurse at the Wound Clinic on Wednesday. I'd asked if using the antibiotic ointment I had left over would help, and she said, actually, it's better if the silver-impregnated foam pads we're using now are in direct contact with the skin, because silver is so good at killing germs... And then, she mentioned that this property was discovered way back in the Civil War. Back when silver coins actually were silver, they'd put the coins on soldiers' wounds to keep infection down.
And I speculated that maybe that's the origin for the belief that silver protects against witchcraft (thinking maybe this property of silver was known earlier, but evidence just doesn't survive in the written record): A wound that starts out healing nicely, starts to turn putrid, instead. If you have no knowledge of germs, you're likely to blame black magic. But silver stops the deterioration, and the wound starts healing again. Therefore, silver must stop black magic, and women suspected of practicing witchcraft get silver coat buttons shot at them, instead of lead bullets...
2) National Art-Making Month is now over. Other than my Annual self-portrait (satisfying because it's long-form observation drawing), the two pieces of which I am most proud are this video (I drew the image with the music in mind, composed the music with the picture in mind -- on separate days -- and put them together on a third day):
And this image/slogan/poster (what-you-may-call-it):
3) Realization I had, while Art-Making: There's a thin line between "Whimsical" and "Creepy," but what the common thread, and/or tipping point, is, I'm not yet sure.
4) A while back, probably because one of the musician YouTubers I subscribe to was posting a lot of songs accompanied by a banjo-ukulele, old George Formby clips started showing up in my "recommended for you" lists (Brits in my circle will likely know who that is), and I watched a couple and moved on... And then, for some reason I can't quite put my finger on, this last week or so, I got a craving to hear them again, and have been watching them a lot. Of the songs I've caught so far, these are my favorites: They can't fool me, Pardon me, and Talking to the Moon about you ...
You know, I tried looking him up on IMDB, to get some synopses, so I know more context for these songs. And IMDB doesn't have anything on him (!); there's one entry for his Vaudeville-star father, George Formby Sr., but none for his apparent cultural icon of a son. I find this odd.
5) Then, last night, while waiting to finish digesting my late-night snack & and Benedryl (clone), I was surfing YouTube, and this video showed up in my recommendations: Heterosexuals: the first perverts. And after I watched it, I knew I had my fifth thing (social justice history! Aesthetics history! Word History -- All rolled into one!). \o/
And I speculated that maybe that's the origin for the belief that silver protects against witchcraft (thinking maybe this property of silver was known earlier, but evidence just doesn't survive in the written record): A wound that starts out healing nicely, starts to turn putrid, instead. If you have no knowledge of germs, you're likely to blame black magic. But silver stops the deterioration, and the wound starts healing again. Therefore, silver must stop black magic, and women suspected of practicing witchcraft get silver coat buttons shot at them, instead of lead bullets...
2) National Art-Making Month is now over. Other than my Annual self-portrait (satisfying because it's long-form observation drawing), the two pieces of which I am most proud are this video (I drew the image with the music in mind, composed the music with the picture in mind -- on separate days -- and put them together on a third day):
And this image/slogan/poster (what-you-may-call-it):
3) Realization I had, while Art-Making: There's a thin line between "Whimsical" and "Creepy," but what the common thread, and/or tipping point, is, I'm not yet sure.
4) A while back, probably because one of the musician YouTubers I subscribe to was posting a lot of songs accompanied by a banjo-ukulele, old George Formby clips started showing up in my "recommended for you" lists (Brits in my circle will likely know who that is), and I watched a couple and moved on... And then, for some reason I can't quite put my finger on, this last week or so, I got a craving to hear them again, and have been watching them a lot. Of the songs I've caught so far, these are my favorites: They can't fool me, Pardon me, and Talking to the Moon about you ...
You know, I tried looking him up on IMDB, to get some synopses, so I know more context for these songs. And IMDB doesn't have anything on him (!); there's one entry for his Vaudeville-star father, George Formby Sr., but none for his apparent cultural icon of a son. I find this odd.
5) Then, last night, while waiting to finish digesting my late-night snack & and Benedryl (clone), I was surfing YouTube, and this video showed up in my recommendations: Heterosexuals: the first perverts. And after I watched it, I knew I had my fifth thing (social justice history! Aesthetics history! Word History -- All rolled into one!). \o/
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Date: 2013-09-02 01:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-02 07:29 pm (UTC)One of these days, I may write about the "souls from flesh" idea...
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Date: 2013-09-02 03:38 pm (UTC)Apparently, somebody's been very busy adding stuff since you went looking. ;)
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Date: 2013-09-02 07:39 pm (UTC)So I don't know what that's about, bt I'm glad it's there now.
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Date: 2013-09-03 01:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-03 02:08 am (UTC)*shrug*
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Date: 2013-09-02 07:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-02 07:48 pm (UTC)I caught one documentary online that talked about how Beryl and he were arrested in South Africa for defying their segregation laws.