tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694854491328172740.post6997184691264020508..comments2023-06-23T10:31:01.764-04:00Comments on Kaslkaos Drawbridge -- Artist's Journal: A Question of Identitykaslkaoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04041865957191874234noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694854491328172740.post-37647747876280146642015-04-17T11:10:10.108-04:002015-04-17T11:10:10.108-04:00Hi Michelle, thanks! Hi Michelle, thanks! kaslkaoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04041865957191874234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694854491328172740.post-13642241005535690662015-04-15T18:50:14.351-04:002015-04-15T18:50:14.351-04:00I Love Jenny's interpretation. Identity is flu...I Love Jenny's interpretation. Identity is fluid and cats are a wonderful way to observe it. There is a fine line between the fluidity of identity that is growth and the loss that is dementia. Great post!Michelle B. Hendryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12500918089801585939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694854491328172740.post-24559961766761322152015-04-09T13:32:00.184-04:002015-04-09T13:32:00.184-04:00Sorry I took so long to get back. I went into sile...Sorry I took so long to get back. I went into silent mode for a bit.<br />Jennifer, yes, that is sad, it's how I feel at the home I volunteer at. So many stories but no way to get at them.<br />Jenny B, if you are reading this, so sorry about Lucy, take care of yourself. Cats have souls. There is sad irony reading your words about cats here. kaslkaoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04041865957191874234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694854491328172740.post-2761726851414100402015-04-02T05:48:18.272-04:002015-04-02T05:48:18.272-04:00Following up on others' comments, I totally ag...Following up on others' comments, I totally agree that identity is fluid. And cats know that too! In fact, have you ever seen a creature that changes its essence as often as a cat? One moment it is the soft cuddly thing curled up in a corner, another moment it is the predator stalking a mouse. Something to marvel at.Jenny B.http://streamsandforests.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694854491328172740.post-30670042891869000272015-03-31T16:49:35.336-04:002015-03-31T16:49:35.336-04:00I am who I am...never the same (almost) everyday *...I am who I am...never the same (almost) everyday *shrugs*<br /><br />john's grandmother has dementia, and has recently gone into a home since it was getting unsafe for her to be on her own. She really doesn't have that many lucid moments any more, which is sad since there are so many stories she will probably never tell :/ Jennifer Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06528908250338974537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694854491328172740.post-31200900687505458602015-03-31T15:55:38.797-04:002015-03-31T15:55:38.797-04:00Thanks so much, Rolina. You are wise, re: " ...Thanks so much, Rolina. You are wise, re: " still don't quite know who I am and probably never will, but I don't mind "kaslkaoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04041865957191874234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694854491328172740.post-86963878535977350892015-03-31T15:35:51.594-04:002015-03-31T15:35:51.594-04:00Your musings are so interesting - and I totally LO...Your musings are so interesting - and I totally LOVE the work, it is very expressive!<br /><br />(I still don't quite know who I am and probably never will, but I don't mind)Rolinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09592222417825133023noreply@blogger.com