Five of my literary girlfriends and I were in The Hague last weekend at the Winternachten festival 2016; I got to 'meet' my literary hero Karl Ove Knausgard, the Norwegian author of the autobiographical series of six novels My Struggle. Here you see me offering him the title pages for him te sign, which he graciously did! Our conversation consisted of me asking him how he was (I believe he said 'fine') and him asking me if I wanted him to sign all six* pages? (oh, would you, I managed to mutter) Why do we stumble in the presence of those we consider to be great? I behaved like a teenage school girl, beaming the whole day in a daze of love-struck, giggly stupidity. Happiness is moments like these :-)
*I had torn out the title pages of 5 of the 6 novels (each book is big and heavy) and brought along just one complete volume as one of the friends I was with had borrowed it a long time ago and returned it just in time:
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here's a link to how to repair a page
http://www.dartmouth.edu/~library/preservation/repair/tornpages.html?mswitch-redir=classic
It is always wonderful and oftentimes surreal when we actually have the opportunity to meet those who have inspired us so by their writings. Got the thrill of a lifetime last year when I met the father of Chicano literature in Albuquerque, Rudolfo Anaya. He was honored as one of the state's living treasures. I had written him a fan letter when we moved to New Mexico and he replied to my letter. I took my letter and his reply when I attended the event honoring him and we had a wonderful conversation and I was able to take photos of him and the event.
I love the ever-growing complexity of your embroidery.
As for meeting famous folk ... good lord, it is impossible to be coherent when one's heart is thudding away.
oh Mo, I'm not too worried 'bout the books, although I love books, it's more about the content than the physical objects, the house is full of them and once I'm no longer here who knows where they'll end
well Marti, you obviously have your head screwed on the right way, good for you for having kept your wits about you when it matterd!
Dana, is your landscape similar?
you're wlecome Liz, thanks to you for making me see what the weird critter needed to come alive.
it is a long time in the making Suzanna, thanks for hanging in there; do read him, it is so worth the effort.
ditto Heather! during the sewing of the many tiny stitches I thought about your work regularly and how much more could be achieved in my own pieces by using this black single thread technique more often.
dear mama, not sure children are quite so innocent and yes, he is important.
i've looked here a few times since you posted and aside from the
fur stitch too, i love you in your great Hat...
sexy, that hat......he will remember you.....smile.....