Sweet Thief

Last night I was listening to a radio piece about art heists, and the speaker was explaining how the thieves aren't the suave, handsome characters from film, but rather look and act like regular schmoes. He insisted that these people don't "wear baklavas and smoking jackets..." and I thought, "Baklava wouldn't be a very sophisticated disguise." However, given further thought, a burglar disguised as pastry is a concept I can endorse...it's genius, the height of deception, and delicious!

Potat-owl

While I was peeling potatoes to make a curry this weekend, I found this growth in the last potato. I'm not a big believer in religious images popping up in oil slicks or french toast like some more fervent people, but this is my equivalent. It's a perfect owl!! I have a mild owl obsession that started in my childhood. I was completely infatuated with Greek mythology, and I had a particular affinity for the really kick-ass goddesses like Athena and Artemis. Athena's animal is the owl, and one of my favorite incarnations of this was Bubo, the mechanical owl from the movie "Clash of the Titans." The character Wall-E kind of reminds me of Bubo in mannerism and aptitude for bumbling cuteness.




I recently remembered the character Archimedes from "The Sword and the Stone." I'm not a huge Disney fan, but this movie was part of a pocket of time when the animated films were quirky and odd and far less slick than today. I loved Archimedes crusty, fussy attitude, and I would imitate his voice to the best of my little-kid ability.




It's kind of embarrassing that I'm posting about owls, but it's probably time I admitted it. My husband gets a little spooked when I bring in more owl stuff, but it's fairly rare nowadays. I did have a really intense dream months ago that I was walking in a forest with a talking owl. I guess that's an indication that the animal is a part of my totem. Owl medicine is connected to communicating wisdom and guidance, and I value that. Plus, they are such physically interesting animals, both eerie and charming. It's written that the owl is the messenger of death; not necessarily actual, physical death (!) but a dying of a part of oneself to make way for new growth.