My generous sister-in-law Echo and my brilliant brother Scott have frittered away several perfectly useful hours on my behalf and fixed my header. Wahoo. It delights me to have something unique since as I mentioned 13 times before, I strive to be quirky. Needless to say, the generic Blogger template was not so quirky. I kept bumping into other blogs with the same look and wincing with embarrassment as if we’d both worn the same dress to the prom. The dress we all bought at Walmart. The tacky one on clearance.
The original photo of the mosaic came from a student of mine who dutifully returned from a trip to Europe with a disk full of images for me. I tell all of my students to please bring me photos since they get to travel all over the globe, wander through museums, gaze upon ancient ruins, and inhale those intoxicatingly musty cathedral smells while I’m stuck here in a place where “old” is measured by decades rather than centuries. Anyway, sometimes the guilt-trip works and they bring me pictures of tiny stones and grout that prove to be useful.
My favorite part of the mosaic is the single deformed piece (tessera) off to the right. Can you see it? The one that looks a bit like a molar? I like him. He’s my kind of guy – bucking the system and refusing to conform to that whole trapezoid mentality.
In quilting, there’s a superstition that says every quilt should have at least one obvious flaw in order to let the evil spirits escape. It’s a nice tradition. I like being able to look at my highly flawed finished quilt and say “man, that is one righteous quilt.”
So the non-conformist tessera blesses my blog and keeps out the evil spirits. Perhaps he will keep out the evil spammers as well.