Creating Mosaics: People Who Think Different Than Us

Porn star Sunny Lane at the 2007 Adult Enterta...

Porn star Sunny Lane at the 2007 Adult Entertainment Expo. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I have made no bones in the past regarding my (mostly) casual enjoyment of pornography. I understand that there have been serious problems in the past, that there continue to be problems, and that if not discussed and put into context pornography has serious ramifications for women. In all of our discussion of it though, we often forget the people actually involved are actually, well, people. Continue reading

Creating Mosaics: Not Just Pink

Women of the World

Women of the World (Photo credit: angela7dreams)

I have experienced increasingly good fortune these past few years to find a growing collection of girl friends. Please note the difference between “girlfriends,” in the romantic sense (which, yes, I wouldn’t mind) and “girl friends” women I get to hang out with and talk about women stuff with. Continue reading

Creating Mosaics: Where Do We Go From Here

Geometric arabesque tiling on the underside of...

Geometric arabesque tiling on the underside of the dome of the Tomb of Hafez in Shiraz. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It is all well and good to showcase different cultures on this blog, but if I am going to be true to its title I better get to actually creating some mosaics. I have to admit I don’t have very much practical knowledge or skills where this is concerned. Continue reading

Creating Mosaics: Given a Bad Rap

For the record, I am no expert on hip hop culture. I enjoy some of it and have fond memories of my youth in the eighties when it was just starting to enter the main stream. I remember tuning in to 104 WDKX (the station’s owner named it after Douglas, King and X) to listen to Kool Moe Dee, Grandmaster Flash and, of course, this young man not much older than myself going by the name of LL Cool J. I have enjoyed it, but ultimately consider myself more of a punk rock person. With all that in mind, I hope I do the subject justice in the five hundred words or less that I normally allow myself. Continue reading