If I recall correctly, one anthropological author categorized some 254 definitions of the term culture. I think I read the first dozen or so and stopped.
Some artists, musicians, writers, and craftspeople - most creative types - are uncomfortable with having viewers ogling their creative practices. There is a certain discomfort at having the inner workings discovered, so there is a tendency to throw a shroud over the proceedings.
The other night I played guitar for about an hour to ease my way into a sleepy state
Yesterday was a reorganization day in the 8X10 carving shop. I have to reorganize spring and fall because the shop still fulfills its original purpose as a greenhouse for some of our tender perennials, such as the bay and our rosemary plants.
n my previous incarnation as a practicing anthropologist, I used to be involved in many folk art and craft presentations. Through these programs, I was exposed to some truly wonderful people who were masters of what they did: Ukrainian and Polish Easter Egg makers, boatbuilders, blacksmiths, textile artists, and musicians.
Within a few weeks, all the flowering in the bog will be done for the season, and growth will slow down in preparation for the fall and winter.
I have never been a fan of magazines for males like GQ. I also abandoned the Playboy Philosophy early on. " Come up to my pad, and see the etchings while I spin some California Cool Jazz and chill a magnum" wasn't going to happen while I wore ratty jeans and lugged the guitar around from folkie coffeehouse to crummy dive bar.
In gardening, I look for a pleasing semi-random arrangement. My "bog in a barrel" is the best example I can offer.
You can not put a Genie back into the bottle. It's like repacking one of those tents from the big box store. First, take it out, then use it. Then, try to fit it back in the bag the way it started. Forget about it.
I've never appreciated wallpaper. Growing up " to wallpaper over" something was to hide it.