Paper …it’s nothing but cellulose fibers moistened and pressed together, then cut into sizes we can use for things like books, or letters..or covering our walls. This simple object is used for so many things.
Before we started creating paper from cellulose, we used other things to write on. Clay..plaster…animal skin (vellum)…….papyrus. It’s odd that the word “paper” comes from papyrus…at least to me it is odd.
When I visited Egypt, I was lucky enough to see papyrus turned into paper for creating hieroglyphic prints. I was fascinated to watch a young man shred the stems of papyrus plants that he cut outside the shop, bring them in and strip them lengthwise, then soak them in liquid until they softened enough to work with. he laid them, the strips that is, into a long pan of hardened clay..then laid a second layer across the first……..then a third layer in the same direction as the first.
He told me it made the paper more pliable and stronger when made with three layers. “Most ancients”, he said, “used the double layer method, but those scrolls tended to crumble easily.” He set aside the fronds he was layering and pulled out a dry sheet. “See the layers?” he asked as he held it up to the light. You could see an almost plaid pattern within the paper as the light flowed through it. He then pulled out a feather which he sharpened on its tip with a straight blade. He dipped the feather into pots of ink and started to draw.
I loved the finished painting enough to purchase it…and a couple of others that had already been completed in the school.
The making of papyrus was almost a lost art. Egyptians did not use it once paper was cheaply manufactured in the late 1700’s, but began to see the benefit of creating it once tourism picked back up in the late 1800’s. The Papyrus Institute trains young artists in this ancient craft in a few back rooms at New Pharoh’s Papyrus, in lower Cairo. If you ever are blessed enough to visit Cairo, stop by this school/business. It is so worth the trip.
Having been reared in a community of WASPs, all of whom collectively and exclusively claimed the inside scoop on God and Jesus, you can only imagine my skepticism at my first Alcoholics Anonymous meeting where God was not his God or her God or the church’s God but God as “I UNDERSTOOD GOD”. My opinion […]
loop a rope around this prompt and drag it out of here. I don’t want to think about it anymore. I can’t come up with a single thing o say about the word “loop”.
Had a horrible morning. Woke up to find the toilet completely clogged and spent three hours trying to unplug and snake it. The snake only went so far before it was jammed up against something. I finally had to (gag, cough, gag) reach down in there to see if I could grab hold of the obstruction.
It was a duck. Yes, I said a duck. Not an alive duck..my dog Gunnar’s sleeping toy duck…. well, the duck doesn’t sleep, it is a stuffed animal. Gunnar sleeps with the duck. SHEESH!
It seems from what I can piece together considering the dogs don’t speak English…is that Dasher was jealous of Gunnar for having a duck. Now Dasher has 47 bazillion toys and Gunnar has a duck…but Dasher has been acting the fool with this duck for a week. He keeps grabbing it away from Gunnar and hiding it in another room. Then Gunnar, who has no clue, whines, and searches for his duck,…I am pretty sure Dasher threw it into the toilet last night. And some idiot flushed without looking…yea, wasn’t me.
George did admit to flushing but said, “why would I even LOOK for a duck in the toilet, Suze?”
Okay, so that is a really good point. Normally there are no stuffed ducks in the toilet.
Gunnar is now pouting because
1. I threw away the duck and,
2. Dasher has toys and Gunnar doesn’t.
So, I guess now I need to go buy another duck.
it’s always something…………….
The lad had something to peddle
but his friends all wanted to meddle
“come play with us this game”
He replied ” I cannot for I am lame,
and besides, I have metal to peddle!”
Couldn’t help myself. Every Monday I start singing this song, so it is only right ya’ll should have it stuck in YOUR heads as well! Mondays mean Cee’s Share your world challenge and her questions. Here we go again! Her questions are in a gorgeous color…my answers are just…well…there actually. (more…)
In the most simplistic terms, I wanted to compare the World’s three major Monotheistic religions. The purpose is not to denigrate nor influence in any way for or against one or the other. (more…)
I am relieved that Mr Daily Poster has chosen the word relieved. There, the post is now complete. Anyone should be able to understand the meaning of the silly word by now so I can go on to bigger and better things.
Now if I only knew what those things are I would be set to write a 300 word essay about it. (more…)
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Remember the ugly 2×4 that I nailed into place on my front porch? The one that would ultimately become the support beam for the new screen doors?
Well, I hated the way it looked. There was just something so ugly about it. I thought I could just add some crown molding to it to cover up the whole thing and make it look………well…………..PLANNED. Instead of Jerry-rigged.
So I wandered through the three lumber yards we have here in town looking for something I could use. The prices were absolutely outrageous! How can anyone afford to put crown molding up in their house at 4.50 a YARD!. Okay, I admit when it is in print 4.50 a yard doesn’t look too expensive…but for us, that is just a pipe dream.
So, I had to think of something else.
I figured I’d ask the oldest guy in the last lumber yard what he would suggest……I have learned over the past three years never to ask a kid for a younger person as they tend to just roll their eyes and dismiss the crazy lady.
Anyway, this fellow thought about it and finally turned and asked me…”what about veneer?”. Well, since I know what it is but not why I would want it I said, “why veneer?” His response was to say “cause it is free?”. Well, that sounded great. He wandered off to the back of beyond in the lumber yard and came back with two eight foot long pieces of scrap veneer.
Now, this stuff costs a bit and I wasn’t about to let him just give it to me. That wouldn’t be right. So I asked “how much”…and after a good ten minutes arguing with him he finally said “a nickel”. I paid five bucks instead. These pieces were eight feet long! A nickel! Honestly!
So, I cut them to fit and attached them this morning. And painted them. And……….it looks like I planned this!
I just finished painting it and it looks good. Now, I just have to fit the posts to the beam and I can add screen doors. I am hoping that next payday I can purchase the doors and this job can be marked as done.
That will only leave 827 bazillion more jobs to do around the house before it is done!
I think my house may be built over an old dump from the late 1800’s. When Lee (my handyman) was digging up the sewer lines and tearing down the ancient barn, he dug up at least 30 old bottles.
I have been cleaning them out for the past three months. I never realized just how difficult it is to get soil and detritus out of glass bottles until I tried to clean these.
I took a couple of the cleaned ones to an antique dealer here in town and discovered that they were from the mid-1800’s and three of them were ‘tincture” jars and one was an old spice jar. I sold them to the dealer on the spot when she offered me $95.00 for them. of course, I gave it to Lee as he had done all the work digging them up.
But for the ones I am cleaning (or rather struggling to clean)?
I think I have found a second income! If I can just get all the dirt out.
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