Tuesday, November 5, 2024

buckle up

 

"Roman Republican denarius showing citizens voting. One toga-clad citizen drops his voting tablet in the ballot box, while behind him another voter receives his tablet from an attendant below. Voters crossed elevated walkways or 'pontes' above their fellow citizens in order to reach the ballot box, so all could see that they had voted without any last-minute intimidation or interference by others. 

To safeguard the integrity of elections, in 119 BC, the tribune Gaius Marius further narrowed the pons causeway leading to the ballot box, in order to prevent any non-voters from standing on the gangway and engaging in bribery or intimidation; literally, to ensure that there was 'no room' for interference."

from Gareth Harney, @OptimoPrincipi on twitter. His new book, Moneta: A History of Ancient Rome in Twelve Coins, is on my short list.

illustration: Denarius struck under the moneyer Publius Licinius Nerva in 112 BC, British Museum Collection

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Sunday, October 20, 2024

left and right

We are certainly having some perfect weather.
I am spending most waking moments outside, as usual.
I'm getting most of the necessary things done, but that's about it.
A few of the necessary things have been forced to
take a ticket and get in line.
I'm seriously considering looking for a little temporary help.
Just until the shoulder is sorted.


Much of my Daily Markmaking is taking place outdoors,
but that's nothing new.
Painting with my left hand, though...
that's pretty new.
Up until now I've done occasional ink sketches with my left hand only if a cat was sleeping on my right arm when I suddenly realized it was 11:45 PM and I hadn't done any Markmaking yet that day.
Here's a left-handed bowl of van Gogh's pears:


Now I'm actually trying to use my left hand for markmaking.
Behold my left-handed oak leaves:


While it can be fun experimenting, using my left hand all day every day can also feel a bit constraining. Yesterday I bucked that constraint by holding a pencil in my right hand (which was poking out of the sling), propping the sketchbook about two inches away, and moving only my fingers and occasionally the sketchbook.
The Sugar Maple sketch actually looks like the little Sugar Maple!
It was a great relief.

Ahhhhhhh.

I saw an orthopedic PA-C on Thursday, and was told I should start Physical Therapy in another week or so, after the inflammation has settled down. Eight weeks of PT may be enough to get me back to my pre-dislocation condition. If not, there may be a need for more testing to identify deeper damage.

It was not a very satisfactory appointment. Sometimes I think medical professionals are so bored by "typical" injuries that all they want to do is race through a series of standard sentences as quickly as possible and send a patient on to the next stop. I was determined to get answers to a few questions, and I did, but only because I ignored the PA's apparent haste to get out of the room. I also ignored his referring to me three times as "sweetheart," because I was laser-focused on getting information. If I see him again for the recommended 4-week follow-up, I can guarantee he will say it only once.

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Tuesday, October 15, 2024

view from a chaise


Mox keeping a sharp eye on ground-level activity.

While I tilt back.
















(Note: in case of interest, roofline at bottom provides scale.)

I hope you are having a lovely Tuesday.
Almost said "weekend."
Right on top of things, me.

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