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Mawusi: January Sum Up

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It's Friday and it's the end of January. It's official then, 2014 has aged…somewhat. This month, I started listing for my Spring Summer 2014 Collection. I'm still working on pieces for the collection so more to come.
The website (www.mawusi.us) finally got completed. I highly recommend Weebly. Their customer service is top notch!
There have been several great reviews from my buyers. You have left me feeling really humble and really great about what I do. It's so good to know that I create for such wonderful people.
I've several resolutions for Mawusi this year, and one of them is to finally learn how to knit. I can now check that off my list because I've been knitting. I'm currently working on a project and by the end of it, I should be more comfortable with my knitting and I can decide whether or not to include the technique to my crocheting for the Fall Winter 2015 collection.
So the best way to stay up to date with the shop: new items, new projects,…

Grad School Diary: The MA

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On Monday, a classmate asked if I were an MFA student. I get this a lot. I didn't tell her about how I applied to Brooklyn College's MFA program and got into the MA program instead. However, waiting for the train back to my missed stop on Tuesday, (I was reading on the train and missed my stop so I had to double back) I found myself thinking that it was incredible that I got into an MA program. I wouldn't have thought I stood a chance because I am better at creative writing than I am at research papers.

It didn't take very long, after my enrollment, for the realization that I didn't enjoy writing research papers to find me. But I have gotten much better at writing papers. My discipline in doing so has immensely improved. I really enjoyed the last research paper I wrote on Alain LeRoy Locke's The New Negro. I felt very proud that I didn't force poetic language into a paper which did not want any——no drama. I stuck to the point——as best as I could——and didn&…

Poetry: Reciprocity by Wistawa Szymborska

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I found this poem in the current edition of the New Yorker (February 3, 2014 edition) and I liked it a lot on my first read. After a second read, I felt the urge to memorize it. I'm not one to try to memorize poetry; as I am very bad at it. I'm trying very hard to not say why I like the poems I share——no, I don't share poems that I don't care for. I'm not that sophisticated. I like for a good poem to speak for itself.
Reciprocity
There are catalogues of catalogues. There are poems about poems. There are plays about actors played by actors. Letters due to letters. Words used to clarify words. Brains occupied with studying brains. There are griefs as infectious as laughter. Papers emerging from waste papers. Seen glances. Conditions conditioned by the conditional. Large rivers with major contributions from small ones. Forests grown over and above by forests. Machines designed to make machines. Dreams that wake us suddenly from dreams. Health needed for regaining hea…

Fashion: Handmade Leather Bag

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A backpack like this one by KiliDesign could perhaps be your friend for life. Oh the places you would go together. And you'll never look at another backpack again. If it were mine I would be faithful.

Have a beautiful Tuesday -J

Opinion: Competing With One's Self

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A while back I read on HONY, a man's statement that the best way to be happy is to not competitive because it meant that there is only one road to success and it can belong to a few. Those are not his words exactly but a paraphrase and my understanding of what he said. I agreed immediately because this is how I see competition with others, too. To compete with others often seems to suggest the need to out do others, as if to say that one is better than another and thus to prove one's superiority. The thing is, I don't believe I am better than anyone, nor do I believe anyone is better than me. I believe we are equal in our diverseness.

This is why it seems to me that it is more beneficial to compete with one's self than with others. To compete with oneself is to challenge the self; to improve it by fighting one's weaknesses and improve one's strengths. It means to get to know one's self, to understand what make us happy and know how to go after that happine…

Mawusi: Spring Summer 2014 + New Website

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Things are going pretty well for Mawusi. It took some time but I (think I've) finally finished setting up my website. I did loads of research and settled on Weebly, then I bought a domain name from GoDaddy and customized the pages to the best of my ability. Please visit it sometime at www.mawusi.us And your thoughts are very welcome. I believe in improvements.
The other cool thing is that Mawusi now has 500 friends on Facebook, that is half of a thousand! Yes, It is very nice that 500 people think well of Mawusi! ^_^ Thank you so much for being there with me.
My Spring Summer 2014 Collection is here now. I still have some works to complete and more shooting but today was my deadline to start listing, and school starts Monday so I had to jump on things.
For this collection, I was more interested in creating pieces that will incite the child in the adult.
I stayed consistent in using colorful Afrocentric prints and yarns, but there is more texture than shape in  this new collection…

Grad School Diary: Spring Semester

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School starts on Monday. Unless what I feel––that the 27th can't be this Monday––is accurate, then school starts in a future that is not this Monday. January just got here, I am not even done with celebrating the New Year and it's almost gone.  What I really want to talk about, no, complain about, non-stop, is the ridiculous cost of books, but I won't do that.
The spring semesters are always my favorite. I feel as though they are shorter, perhaps it is because summer is around the corner; but it is certainly because it runs through my favorite season. I'm completely into spring. There is just something in the air around that time of the year that feels rejuvenating. Shouldn't hurt one to be learning during a refreshing season.
Sending beautiful wishes your way, Jane

Poetry: I Keep to Myself Such Measures by Robert Creeley

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I keep to myself such measures as I care for, daily the rocks  accumulate position.
There is nothing but what thinking makes it less tangible. The mind, fast as it goes, loses
pace, puts in place of it like rocks simple markers, for a way only to hopefully come back to
where it cannot. All forgets.  My mind sinks.  I hold in both hands such weight it is my only description.

- Robert Creeley

Home Finds: Bread Bag

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Because it is a crime to keep your lovely bread in anything else  but this bread bag by Art That Moves Have a beautiful today -J

Opinion: On Competing with One's Self

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I've been trying very hard to put together my opinion on why I feel that it's better to compete with one's self than another. Only the words keep failing me. So I'll sit on it for a while or process it for a little longer and try again on Monday.
May your today be beautiful. -Jane
P.S. Every time I use the phrase "one's self" I think of Walt Whitman's One's-Self I Sing.


Mawusi: The First Hundred

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The shock of my first sale on Etsy was profound. It was followed by a smug sense of self satisfaction, then worry. What if they don't like it after they've received it? Online shopping after all is suspicious. Things don't always match, in person, what they looked like on screen. And so it's been, and several sales have come and gone, and somehow my emotions remain similar every time someone chooses my work. First the shock, then the happy dance, the excitement of the making, then the worry, until I finally get confirmation that my buyer is happy. I am a difficult buyer. Things have to be perfect else I ain't getting it. So when I make, I think of me, it must meet a high standard. It must be the best I can do. It feels as though it's paying off because my customers, those who follower up, always seem impressed. Yesterday I made my first 100th sale on Etsy. If you're an Etsy seller you know this is a big deal. Imagine a world full of creative people making …

General Update: Journals

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Every year I write and sigh and moan and promise and almost swear (I don't swear) that I'll keep writing in my journal every day of the year. I always fail at one point or the other. I used to be so good at it. I don't know what happened. So far this year  I'm finding it somewhat more enjoyable. As my life grow a little more silent because I've let go of a few more relationships, I find that my thoughts are getting louder and I need some where to place them. Writing before bed is beginning to feel meditative. Sometimes at the end of the day I feel as though I have done nothing, but as I try to recall what I did the day and to write about them, I'm sometimes surprise to see how much I've actually accomplished. Sometimes I don't realize that I'm so hung up on something until I start writing about it.

 I'm also getting to know what happiness means to me as I write my little notes of what made me the happiest at the end of everyday. At times I'…

Poetry: Legacy by Amiri Baraka

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Legacy
In the south, sleeping against  the drugstore, growling under  the trucks and stoves, stumbling  through and over the cluttered eyes  of early mysterious night. Frowning  drunk waving moving a hand or lash.  Dancing kneeling reaching out, letting  a hand rest in shadows. Squatting  to drink or pee.  Stretching to climb pulling themselves onto horses near where there was sea (the old songs  lead you to believe). Riding out  from town, to another, where it is also black. Down a road where people are asleep. Towards the moon or the shadows of houses. Towards the songs' pretended sea.

- Amiri Baraka 1934 - 2014

DIY Finds: Beautiful Blue Beads

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Some blues have warmth. I spied these handmade vintage beads from GTDesigns, and they've been feeling my head with ideas.  Fun ideas.

Have a beautiful Tuesday -J

Opinion: Reality

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To keep my diary private I created my own symbols for recording in my journal when I was in elementary school. At its success, I created another and taught it to my friends. We used to pass notes in class in these symbols. We even tried to create a new language (we used a repeating word before and after every word, example, to say "let's hang out after school." we would say something like "ishletish ishusis ishhangish ishoutish ishafterish ishschoolish." —It is very likely that I got this idea from one of the books I used to read back then. —So, the rest of our friends will only hear a lot of "ish"). If my brothers ever opened my journal in those days, they would not have understood what I had written, nor would anyone but  me.  Just like my teachers would not have understood the notes my friends and I shared in class. Perhaps the reality for my brothers, teachers, and class mates who did not understand my symbols would be  alphabets. Perhaps reality…

Mawusi: Thank YOU 2013!!

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Beautiful things happened through Mawusi last year, and I'm very grateful. I find myself amazed when I think of all the awesome things that have happened. It blows my mind that I've been this fortunate. As a child I thought that I had some talent, but as I got older I realized that all the things I'm good at are deemed impractical. It seemed then that I would be unhappy, until I dared to go after what I love rather than focus so much on making money (thanks Mom for letting me.) Life has since felt right: I'm penniless but happy. Though Mawusi still feels like a surprise I believe that it's God's gift to me and I'm happy at how well it's been going so far. Below is a recap of last year and some of the miracles that brought tears to my eyes:
+ At the close of last year I was at fifty 5 star reviews, and had 1735 admirers on Etsy
+ I now have a flyer of Mawusi under the MoCADA emblem (Thank you, Tasha & Nick)
+ The Ajo Tribal Yarn Necklace made it to …

Grad School Diary: Junctions

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Two more semesters to go. I'm not really counting, just noting. I'm afraid. Two more semesters then what? I should be looking into PhDs now. I haven't started doing so. Sometimes it feels as though I am standing still and everything is moving around me and I am just watching, not waiting, not interested, not uninterested, just observing. I feel removed from everyone and everything. This happens only an instant then I am toss back into things again. The fall semester was good. My grade for my 20th Century Novel class was above perfect and almost perfect in my Manifestos class; I did learn a lot from two professors who though opposite in their teaching approach, were both amazing. It fascinate me how things keep moving. How right now it feels as though it was only two seconds ago when I was stressing about my final papers; when I was eager to find out what my grades were, and now, here I am looking forward to the spring semester, my penultimate semester; curious as to what i…

Poetry: The New Age by Stevie Smith

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The New Age
Shall I tell you the signs of a New Age coming?
It is a sound of drubbing and sobbing
Of people crying, We are old, we are old
And the sun is going down and becoming cold
Oh sinful and sad and the last of our kind
If we turn to God now do you think He will mind?
Then they fall on their knees and begin to whine
That the state of Art itself presages decline
As if Art has anything or ever had
To do with civilization whether good or bad.
Art is wild as a cat and quite separate from civilization
But that is another matter that is not now under consideration.
Oh these people are fools with their sighing and sinning
Why should Man be at an end? he is hardly beginning.
This New Age will slip in under cover of their cries
And be upon them before they have opened their eyes.
Well, say geological time is a one-foot rule
Then Man's only been here about half an inch to play the fool
Or be wise if he likes, as he has often been
Oh heavens how these crying people spoil the beautiful g…

Fashion: A Vintage Sweater

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I love colorful sweaters. This one speaks my language. If only I wasn't penniless we would be together forever. Find it in Molly's Various Vintage 



^_^ Jane

Opinion: What do You Want

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When asked what I wantI used to find myself needing a minute to recollect myself. I mean, I only wanted the world, so how could I  coherently make the list that would put everything in that sequence of significance? My answer changed recently when I came to the realization that I'll always want, but what I want won't always be what I really want or need. Yes, this is confusing.  Put in another way, "be careful what you wish for, you might just get it."

How many times have you gained something that you didn't have on your wish list, but that surpassed everything on that list? I have been lucky to have this happened to me several times, and there have been many instances when I have gotten exactly what I believed I wanted only to find out that I would rather not have it.

I am convinced that all I want is that which would keep me happy and I understand that I don't always know what this is. This way of thinking has brought me relief, in that, when I don't ge…

Mind Vacation

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You might enjoy going on "Mind Vacations." They are fun and the most inexpensive vacations you'll ever be on; all they take is a bit of imagination. It is when one travels somewhere through one's mind utilizing one's senses. There are several nice things about this, like not packing or going to the airport. You must pick a place and through pictures (unless you've been there before or an entirely imaginary place) visualize the place, what do you see? touch things with your fingers, smell the city or country, listen to what's going on around you, create encounters and make new friends or find solitude. If you get really into it, and decide to go away for a whole day instead of a few minutes you can try to associate the things you do and see in your own environment to where you are visiting in your head. Just do come back home sometime ;) -J


2014 New Year Resolution

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via | There were several things I intended to do in 2013 that I didn't. Some I started and never finished, some I kept putting off and never got to. One of these things was to write on a piece of paper, at the end of everyday, the nicest thing(s) that happened to me, fold and store it in a jar to open at the end of the year (I got this idea from Pinterest). I started but stopped. When I opened my jar at the end of the year I had about 6 good celebrations — yes, 6 days out of 365. The notes reminded me of some good times in the past year and gave me some exciting memory trips; some I had entirely forgotten about. I really hope to be successful in my records this year because it was really nice opening those pieces of papers.

Another major resolution (amongst several) is to learn to spend more quality time with myself. That is do fun things like go to museums, take long walks, go to the movies, read more poetry, start working on my photography again, have a nice cake somewhere nic…