Before Xmas my husband and I saw an unbelievable art exhibit, “Japanesque”, at the Legion of Honor in San Francisco (see flyer below). It is such a beautifully organized exhibit of Japanese ukiyoe woodblock prints, from the Legion’s own Achenbach collection. I hadn’t seen such an exquisite collection in one place since a similarly conceived show at the Marmottan Monet’s Academie des Beaux Arts (www.marmottan.com) in Paris about four years ago (Les Estampes Japonaises De Claude Monet, February 2007). The organizing and conceptual strength of the exhibit–“Japanesque: The Japanese Print in the Era of Impressionism”—is the wide range of 18th and 19th century ukiyoe prints, which influenced European Impressionist artists so much that a tiny duplicate of either the original woodblock print or the Impressionist painting or print is juxtaposed next to each item in the show. Perhaps the closest facsimile, almost a duplicate of the original Hiroshige (1792-1858) plum blossom print, is the one by Vincent van Gogh in 1887. The composition is almost identical to Hiroshige’s print, with Van Gogh striving to duplicate even the Japanese kanji writing along the sides of his painting. One of my favorite sections of the exhibit, however, is the lesser-known “shunga” style of ukiyoe woodblock prints. They are “spring paintings”, an oblique allusion to the erotic subject matter of these secretive, but highly prized, depictions of sexual scenes from the courtesan quarters of Tokyo and Kyoto. My absolute favorite is the famous 1814 woodblock print, “Tako to Ama”, by Hokusai (see below). The detail of the original is fascinating and, unbeknownst to many, was featured in episode 3 of the first season of “Mad Men”, the popular TV series of 1950’s Madison Avenue advertising executives and their scintillating private lives. In one episode—if you blinked, you missed it—was the ukiyoe woodblock print “Tako to Ama” on the back wall of Bert Cooper’s office, the CEO who loves Japanese culture and art. I thought: “OMG, who would notice the shunga on the wall?!” Well, guess what? There is a cult following of shunga, as validated by a recent article, in ArtInfo’s online journal featuring the Hokusai iconic woodblock print. and a specific website dedicated to the art in the Mad Men series http://artofmadmen.wordpress.com/. So, for a real treat for connoisseurs of Japanese woodblock art, rush to see this tantalizing exhibit of sublime art, including a video tutorial of how woodblock prints are made. The exhibit closes on January 9, 2011.
Gift giving is an art form, as we all know! And so is framing, which may not be so obvious. But have you ever looked at a framed piece and said that the frame was spectacular…or totally wrong…or even made the art or photo look a little sad or tired?
If you have a favorite original artwork, photo, scrap of fabric from a vacation or special event, children’s achievement award or badge, or a photo you want to preserve and exhibit in your home or give to a friend, the Carmel Rancho Art and Framing Center is much more than your standard framing shop. The owner, Gayle Saia, has an expert eye not only for selecting the frame but also offers professional advice on what type of framing process will complete the work itself. This is custom framing at its best! From my own experience working with Gayle, she has guided me to the type of framing—a shadow box, traditional matting or double matted, or floated with or without a mat. The color of the mat alone can be a major decision and truly can set off the work in a masterful way. One of my prints, “Tibetan Ferns” (see photo), has an orange ink that is not iridescent in the print but the choice of a burnished gold frame not only makes the print glow but symbolizes the gold of Tibetan monks’ robes. In addition, the selection of a shadow box allows the Tibetan prayer flag fragment to hang loosely, suggesting an ethereal quality to the artwork itself. This required combing each thread of the prayer flag to lie straight and hang properly.
Gayle’s aesthetic sense is brilliant. With the visual perspective of an artist, she contributes to the artwork itself with her skills in design as well as in framing and art presentation. Every frame is done in-house with meticulous attention to detail. If you don’t have your own work to frame, there’s a wonderful range of reasonably priced original art from Monterey Peninsula College printmakers on display. Stop by and look at the Carmel Rancho Art and Framing Center in the Carmel Rancho Shopping Center (across from Brinton’s) or call ahead (831-626-4013) for directions.
They are located at: 26540Carmel Rancho Blvd. Suite B Carmel, CA 93923
My husband and I just saw the movie that brings to the screen the harrowing tale of 23 year old mountain climber Aron Ralston, who literally cuts himself loose from a boulder in a slot canyon in Blue John, a remote area of the Moab desert in Utah, the state with the most slot canyons in the world. (A slot canyon is a narrow and extremely steep canyon, formed by rushing water carving through rock.) To stay alive, Ralston resorts to his keenest survival instincts honed from rescue training in outdoor’s extreme conditions.
Based on Ralston’s autobiography, Between a Rock and a Hard Place, “127 Hours” was written and directed by Danny Boyle, whose tour-de-force last year, “Slum Dog Millionaire”, won Best Movie of 2010. Again, Boyle has hit this one out of the ballpark. You might wonder how a film about one character (Aron Ralston) trapped in a treacherous slot canyon can hold the viewer’s interest for the five days Aron endures the imminent death he is almost certainly facing. But this movie in no way bogs down for a second. With astonishing photography that splits the screen into a triptych of extraordinary canyon scenery as well as close-up facial expressions, Boyle’s decision to film crucial points of the story in split-screen, enhances the tension in Aron’s situation. The cinematography is brilliant, superbly effective, a masterpiece like no other movie I have seen to date. The masterful rendering of scene is painterly and stunning.
The story is necessarily about how time is passing very slowly on the one hand, as Aron is determined not to die, with the realization that after five days, his almost incredulous will to live will triumph. The passage of time is both painfully slow and inexorably rapid, like the sand in an hourglass, depending upon whose time is up.
About 80 percent of the film is of Aron trapped in a slot canyon so narrow that he has to concoct a sling in order to sleep in a vertical position. This challenges the cinematographer to do the best with a very limited set design, but it’s nonetheless riveting. Camera angles are ingenious. One example, to film Aron drinking his last drop of water, the camera zooms in on the bottom of his thermos to shoot his dehydrated mouth. To do that, the scene requires that the bottom of the thermos is cut out so that filming can bring the viewer into Aron’s face.
By now anyone who follows movie reviews knows what is going to happen, before stepping into the theater. Let’s just say that this movie is not for the faint-hearted. Yet, that “arm” scene is still unbelievably intense. I am known to be squeamish and was very happy that I did not have a full stomach. The music pulsates to the beat of the “arm”. James Franco, the actor who plays Aron Ralston, has to hold the viewer’s attention by sheer force of his thespian skill, just as Aron had to survive by the sheer force of his will to live. Ralston’s survivor instincts and almost animal determination to live in the face of death are extraordinary, like that of a trapped animal.
But this film is more than a build-up of pressure and suspense, which do indeed drive the film. Through both the director and actor’s restraint, the film is about the arrogance of a young mountain climber who has not been a sensitive human being to others in his life. Canyoneering, a sport in which rock-climbing skills, ropes and gear are used to slide into narrow slot canyons, epitomizes Aron’s overconfidence and sense of immortality. Now, he’s isolated and considers how this entrapment may be retribution for a selfish and unreflective life. James Franco, in an almost impeccable performance, elicits sympathy from the audience and also relief that he has not only survived but has triumphed from his ordeal.
It’s that time of year again, when all of us curmudgeonly folks have to think about that tired old ritual of gift giving. Each year I try to figure out what to give—a thoughtful gift which will be enjoyed, something original or unexpected. But, I think I am the world’s worst gift-giver. I love any gift given to me, and I have very idiosyncratic taste so the conventional advice to give what you yourself would most like as a gift usually doesn’t work for me.
Last year I discovered the online wine merchant, WineShop At Home, because our daughter, Maya, is so passionate about wine and loves discovering new, lesser-known vineyards. So, she signed up to be a wine consultant throwing parties (a new take on the old-fashioned Tupperware) in her spare time for friends and family as well as referring people to order from her online. The website is www.wineshopathome.com/mayapaul–please order through our daughter, if you can. (I know I am a shameless commercial for her!)
I thought I should try it, to help our daughter and see what the wines are like. I was delighted to find out that I could order wine with a personalized label, either a jpeg file of one of my art works or a photo of a special event. Since I am a printmaker, I loved the idea of having a miniature reproduction of one of my prints on each bottle of wine I would give for Christmas and throughout the year.
I really like the merlot and ordered a case last year, to much appreciation (or so my friends said). But, you can also choose from cabernet, chardonnay, champagne, and gift packages. I do think that they should expand to some foreign, little-known wineries from Argentina, Chile, and Spain, where great wines are made at a reasonable price. For those of you who are getting increasingly worried about what to get for someone you love—check out the art of wine gifting! I have posted the two wine labels I have created so far—last year’s “Lotus Sutra” print on the Napa Valley 2007 merlot and this holiday’s “Hot Stuff” print on the Sonoma 2009 merlot. Enjoy shopping! And, I’ll bet at least a few of your friends won’t throw out that personalized wine bottle, once it is empty, unlike the sweater or tie from last year’s holiday gift giving.
I recently discovered a gem: an online art and literary journal, entitled Ascent Aspirations (www.ascentaspirations.com), based in British Columbia. (It is also published semi-annually in print media—“hard copy”.)
I love the fact that Ascent Aspirations’ mission is to give aspiring writers, poets, and artists a chance to present their work online. All of us writers, artists, lovers of art and fiction, know that the world of art and literature is rapidly shrinking in “hard copy” format and is transitioning to a digital one. Ascent Aspirations aims to do just that—ascend from analog to digital—for those desiring a Web presence!
Since 1997 Ascent Aspirations has grown from a small electronic Canadian magazine of science fiction, fantasy, horror and darker mainstream fiction into a journal for edgy fiction and a wide array of art. In the spring of 2011 there will be an anthology focused on the theme of work and social issues related to work and daily life. You can bend and twist your material to fit the theme. In other words come at the theme from whatever direction you wish. This is a great opportunity so get the word out to all the artists and writers you know!
I enjoy the website’s archive for the artists and writers who have contributed over the past 13 years. To see art from past issues, for example, several of my prints featured in the September 2010 issue (http://www.ascentaspirations.ca/dianapaul1.htm), go to the main page (www.ascentaspirations.ca) and click on the right column, Art Archives, (or Fiction Archives), to see a range of past contributions. The work is edgy, sometimes disturbing, even in the writing/grammatical styles used.
One note about the web design in this world of instant gratification. The home page is on a black background. Granted it’s original, but also difficult to read. In addition, the top line of tabs leads only to advertising, and some of that advertising repeats unnecessarily. Ignore those tabs. Far better to focus on the left and right columns to read some very surprising flash fiction (“The Secret” by Michelle Bryan, and “The Blood Drop” by Spiel, for example). An easier-on-the-eyes, more navigable website of the journal can be found at: http://wordstorm-wordstorm.blogspot.com/2010/08/ascent-aspirations-magazine-spetember.html. Enjoy reading and looking at some great new work!
I just saw perhaps my favorite movie so far this year, the political thriller “FAIR GAME”, based on memoirs by Valerie Plame (My Life as a Spy) and her husband, Joe Wilson (The Politics of Truth). I was glued to my television set when the events were actually happening in 2004 because of the nakedness and brutality of leaking a spy’s identity. This wasn’t a John Le Carre fictional thriller. The subject matter in this reenactment of events is inherently more dramatic and spellbinding! Go—no run—to see it!
FAIR GAME focuses on what unfairly happened to this couple, rather than preaching about the Bush Administration of 2003-2004. Plame‘s cover as a spy was blown in 2003 by the White House. In a Washington Post op-ed piece, “What I Didn’t Find in Africa,” former UN ambassador Joe Wilson (beautifully nuanced by Sean Penn) writes that the Bush administration distorted information about nuclear weapons to justify war against Iraq. In retaliation for that bold offense, the identity of his wife, Valerie Plame (superbly played by Naomi Watts) is leaked to the press. Karl Rove reportedly told Chris Mathews that Valerie Plame was “fair game.” Hence, the title.
A suspense-filled, sometimes terrifying glimpse into the bowels of political power, FAIR GAME is riveting. Both Plame and Wilson are relatively apolitical. Valerie especially is portrayed as an unwilling, seemingly bewildered, but loyal civil servant who finds herself betrayed by her beloved CIA. Her career is destroyed, her marriage strained to its limits, and her life and those she loves are threatened when her identity is exposed. Yet still she is not as outraged as her husband becomes. We see a few chilling clips of actual footage of Bush and Cheney giving speeches which underscore the deception they are about to play.
The acting by Watts and Penn is so sharp that, when Valerie Plame was interviewed, she said that her friends told her Naomi Watts nailed her personality and character. I guarantee Naomi Watts will be up for an Academy Award! And Director Doug Liman (“Bourne Identity”, “Mrs. And Mrs. Smith”) directs fast-paced and furious, always reminding us of the power in government, illegal abuse of that power, misinformation, manipulation, and character assassination. Watching this movie is unbalancing and disturbing: the personal drama overshadowed by the arrogance and brutality of absolute power.
I discovered the auction site, “Off & Away”, after reading a New York Times article in June. Off & Away has what seems like an ingenious business model: bidding on hotel suites for what could be pennies on the dollar. I thought I would give it a try.
Being susceptible to becoming obsessed over the idea of bidding in an auction –one of my favorite things to do– but I rationalize that my bidding is usually going to a good cause such as a school fundraiser or a nonprofit charity—I had some fear and trepidation about getting my feet wet in an anonymous free-for-all public “penny” auction online. So, I first researched the website: www.offandaway.com. Two former executives from Amazon.com and Amazon’s venture capital firm invested in it. Not too shabby so maybe it was legitimate, not a scam. Each day at least two or three hotels are listed as well as upcoming auctions for planning ahead. Almost all of the hotels featured are in the U.S. with the vast majority in three cities: San Francisco, Los Angeles, and New York. All three happen to be some of my favorite destinations so I was hooked.
With each bid you cast, the price of the suite goes up by $0.10 and up to 20 seconds is added to the timer. There is a “hot zone”: usually about thirty minutes before the auction is scheduled to end. Depending on how many other bidders decide to hop on board and start bidding during the “hot zone”, the auction time can be extended for hours. I have watched it extend over five hours with the so-called “last minute” rush of bidding. This jacks up the price considerably.
Being the addictive personality type that the Internet further enables, I researched the site, looking for trends in time and day when traffic was heaviest. No trends were spotted, with the exception that perhaps the three cities I was looking at were the most popular and had the largest swings in final bids, anywhere from a low of $30 to a high of over $1000. I was undaunted and jumped in.
My first and only bidding pitted me against at most four other bidders. My heart kept pumping. I would read my name on the screen, after placing more than $50 in bids on the desired target suite. The message was something like: “Don’t give up. Hang in there. You’re the top bidder so far.” It was hard for me not to be carried away by the excitement and emotion of the moment. I didn’t win. The suite went for way over the final price I was willing to pay.
Are you still with me? I can see travel auctions becoming addicting. I started wondering if there were software programs that helped some bidders place their bids more successfully. Things called “bid bots”, automated bidding programs that help either the bidder or “sniping programs” which help the seller place bogus bids to inch up the bidding war. Perhaps when the host computer sees a frenzy of bids from one bidder (let’s say me), the auction site plants a bid, jacking up the price by ten cents, so I won’t walk away.
The upside of all of this bidding is that the bids you have spent can be applied to any of over 100,000 hotels in Off & Away’s inventory. I checked out the hotel rates. Off & Away definitely matches hotels.com so there is nothing to lose in terms of booking a reservation using up your bids, within seven days of the auction closing. Wondering… is hotels.com far behind in acquiring this formidable competitor? Hmm…. that wouldn’t surprise me one bit!
This Friday, November 19, will be my blog’s two-week anniversary. So, for those of you out there who have been contemplating writing a blog, here are my Top Ten tips from my past two weeks’ blogging experience. Obviously, I need to do a lot more blogging to give advice to non-nubes. But what I learned in my first two weeks is very fresh, so I want to pass it on to those of you in the midst of what can be a rather scary process! As my experience grows, I will be adding more suggestions. If you’re a nube at this too, by all means send me your comments!
1) Read others’ blogs to get a lay of the land. Blogging is a time suck!
2) Set aside time to write at least two times a week. The week goes by quickly! Blogging is a labor of love. One of my friends with an award-winning blog takes her laptop on vacation to make sure she gets her new posts uploaded on time!
3) Use a simple, free version of WordPress or Blogspot for your “beta site” (Silicon Valley jargon for “testing site”) to see if you like it. Don’t be afraid to ask for advice—lots of it! The upside to a free blogging site: less time to get accustomed to the templates and software. The downside: WordPress is sandwiched in between the blog title and “.com”. My blog had the middle name “wordpress” (www.unhealedwound.wordpress.com) until I hosted my own website.
4) When you graduate to wanting a blog without the word “wordpress” or “blogspot” or whatever blog hosting site you are on, then you have to go to the trouble of re-entering all the information onto your own hosted site. I use www.godaddy.com because their customer service is outstanding. This costs money: about three times as much for a two-year contract. So, make sure you want to do this!
5) On your own website, make sure you look at it frequently to see if the appearance and content are what you like. Again, read more blogs by others. See what you like and ask yourself why.
6) Set your “comments” section to “needs approval” first. I was so excited when I got comments from people who were not my friends. However…
7) Comments need to be screened! I received requests to be guest bloggers. When I tried to respond by email with follow-up questions, my email bounced back—a bogus email address! What’s up with that?!
8) Some comments from strangers seem really nice, even complimentary. Go to their URL address (if given) to check the commenter’s background. I did. One was a porn site!
9) For possible strategic alliances read blogs and links you may want to be associated with. Be careful out there in cyberspace.
10) Most of the blogging tips online are still too technical for me. For additional tips here is one website I found that’s down to earth and really helpful: www.toptenblogtips.com.
This past weekend there were two workshops/demos at Monterey Peninsula College (MPC), located on Fremont Street (at Aguajito Road) near the Hilton Hotel, in Monterey. This little-known resource in Monterey is a gem in the midst of our community! How many of you out there have never set foot on this campus?!
Any county resident can enroll in any of a huge variety of courses at minimal cost in tuition and student fees. I am amazed at how inexpensive 60 hours of instruction per class can be! The MPC print studio, a small part of this community college, is a haven for artists and neophytes like me who want to open their eyes to a new world—the art of making lovely one-of-a-kind art work or an edition of multiple copies—in a relaxing and inviting environment that supports you through each step. As one newer student said in an email to all MPC Print Club members:
“This club, quite simply, is the most enjoyable group of people I have met in my life. When I try to explain to those outside the club why I so enjoy all things print-related, this is what I say: I have never worked with a group of people (and I have worked with a LOT of groups) who has such a great sense of humor, gets things done, has a great sense of humor, is so decisive, has a great sense of humor, is so embracing of all, has a great sense of humor, is so darn DEPENDABLE, has a great sense of humor, is so collaborative, and best of all, has a great sense of humor!!!! “
On Friday the class in Relief Printmaking and members of the MPC Print Club attended a demonstration by Denese Sanders on Simultaneous Color Printing, aka Viscosity Rolls, a rather sophisticated printing process developed in the 1950’s to accomplish multi-colored printing without multiple times sending the paper through the printing press. How fortunate we all were (about 40 students) to watch the step-by-step process! Soon a video will be available on the Club website: www.mpcprintclub.org. Go check it out! If you are interested in becoming a print club member (NO FEE required), just inquire on the website. I know I talked two friends into joining and now they are hooked. Some of you will be too, I guarantee it! A members-only community website is also posted: www.mpcprintmakers.ning.com for members to post their prints and other information about what they are doing and what they are interested in.
For those of you who don’t want to make the plunge into a semester-long class, there are excellent workshops by the same instructors who teach the full-length courses. One of these workshops was held last Saturday from 9:00-3:00 and others will be offered for two-day weekend instruction. On Saturday we had loads of fun making cards , both all-purpose and Christmas cards, some of which will be sold at the MPC Holiday Sale coming up Tuesday, December 7 through Thursday, December 9, from 9:00 am-7:00 p.m. If you have never been to this sale, by all means come and see the handmade jewelry and ceramics from local artists as well as from MPC instructors and students. While you are at it, stop by our table with the big MPC Print Club banner to say hi, look at our cards, cookbook with reproductions of some of our prints, and beautiful hand-screened aprons which would make gorgeous presents! Enjoy! We would love to give you a personal introduction to what we do and who we are.
On Saturday afternoon, our daughter Maya and her boyfriend joined us for an afternoon at Post Ranch in Big Sur, for part of the Big Sur weekend wine and food extravaganza. What makes this event different from other wine and food events is that you can sip wine, eat and then work some of it off walking from one station to the next on the Post Ranch’s spacious 100-acre grounds. Guests wander the ranch’s picturesque paths while visiting seven stations in which there are at least four boutique wineries pouring their finest wines paired with a delicious assortment of small plates prepared by the executive chef of Post Ranch’s Sierra Mar restaurant. Although the day had started out as a harbinger of drizzle and fog, the weather forecasters were proved wrong (again). The sun came out as we drove through the gatehouse and we were not disappointed! With map in hand, the four of us enjoyed a beautiful day of eating and drinking. At the first station, we were treated to both French and local California wines. One of our favorites was the Adelaida white (Version 2008), a combination of Rousanne and Grenache, which we happily sipped along with nibbling on mushroom crostini, fresh sardines topped with an herbal breadcrumb topping, and two types of cured, smoked salmon. And that was just station number one!
Along the way, approximately 200 guests were scattered around the tables so we never felt as if we were in a crowd. It was so refreshing, compared with other wine and food festivals, to walk around the grounds, including a sustainable vegetable garden and beautiful sculpture, as we worked up an appetite and metabolized the alcohol (or hoped we did). The eclectic range of wines from less well-known vineyards, some of which were poured by the winemakers themselves, was truly superb as well as very personal. Wine professionals, including importers and distributors, were on hand to discuss their favorites so for us it was a mini-seminar on wine and pairings. This was our second year attending this event, and we were so happy that some of the vintners remembered us from last year (the inaugural event). We think we will make this an annual celebration!
There were orange wines as well as rose cavas, including one we had first tasted in Spain three weeks ago: Raventos i Blanc. Sparkling and delicious! We had the cava at station number seven, the last station, on the crest of the hill –a 1200-foot cliff– on the patio of the Sierra Mar restaurant, overlooking the ocean with its panoramic views, next to the infinity pool. With our cava paired with raw oysters on the half shell, a buffet of pates (which I never wanted to stop eating) and platters of chocolate truffles and other scrumptious morsels of dessert, we all waddled down the hill to our car, content and waiting to return next year for more!
Last night during a delicious dinner made by my husband, Doug, amateur chef extraordinaire, I bit down hard into my Thai pork basil curry with yams, zucchini, and eggplant and hit the calloused divot on my tongue, which I have clamped on before. That’s what happens when I eat and talk at the same time—my two favorite activities. No doubt about that!
The blood spurted out. Very scary to say the least. The tongue is very “vascular”, meaning that it is filled with capillaries ready to gush out blood at the least provocation. My mouth filled. Rushing to the bathroom mirror, I gasped to see not only the blood but a flap, a u-shaped, in the center of my tongue, now lacerated so deeply that it was loose. What Doug reported was an avulsion—no, not revulsion—a severe laceration of the tongue that is not quite completely ripped off. Not quite. The wonders of Internet research!
Two hours later, the ice cubes in my mouth were covered with blood, the large sized Ziplok baggie was filled with blood-drenched paper towels, and the blood had not decreased at all. So, I knew I couldn’t sleep that night without reassurance from someone with medical experience.
On Halloween night no less, at 11:15 p.m., we were in the ER room with about ten other people—no one in costume–waiting for medical attention. Not so bad, I thought. Wrong. Even though I had reported nonstop bleeding and the tongue flap, the others in the waiting room had certainly more serious emergencies: a man with severe gout and pain in a wheel chair, several 20-something males with slashes on their upper thighs. Ask me how I know? One of the less shy guys with low-slung jeans, pulled them down and scrunched up his boxers to show the slashes to his girlfriend. I winced, and swallowed the blood down my throat.
Around 1:00 a.m. the triage nurse called me in, kindly swabbed the tongue and gave me a box of gauze pads to exert strong pressure on my tongue. Then, I was instructed to go back and sit down in the waiting room. By 2:30 a.m. there were a lot more young men with a few female supporters (companions?) waiting. One had fainted. Another had severe trauma to his head. His friend seemed very calm. Asked me if I had that day’s Monterey Herald (I was reading the Wall Street Journal), because he wanted to see an article about himself working at the Fish Hopper restaurant.
At almost 4:00 a.m. I was too wiped out to stay. My medical emergency didn’t seem so bad now. The bleeding had stopped, but my tongue was so swollen my mouth wouldn’t close. We left, explaining to the triage nurse we understood the circumstances.
Walking out the exit door, it looked like a gathering place of young people loitering in front of a Seven-Eleven. With police standing next to their cars. I refused to jump to conclusions about what happened to the young men inside. I just knew we all had wounds.