Monthly Archives: January 2010

Kreativ Blogger

Kreative Blogger AwardOlivia has awarded me the Kreativ Blogger award. Thank you, Olivia! The rules are:

  1. Thank the person giving the award.
  2. Copy the award to your blog.
  3. Place a link to their blog.
  4. Name seven things people don’t know about you.
  5. Nominate seven other bloggers who you admire.
  6. Place a link to these bloggers.
  7. Leave a comment on their blog notifying them of the award.

It’s pretty hard coming up with seven things you don’t already know about me since I’ve already participated in truth or lie guessing games and other games of self revelation. Here goes nothing.

ONE

The most fun I ever had in a job was one of the times I got to build a database. I was at a mid-sized insurance company that was running an ancient DOS-based system. They were mid-conversion to a new Windows-based system on a much bigger server, etc., a project that was taking closer to five years rather than the projected two to three. In the meantime, the IT department was only allowed to spend 20% of their time on other things…like responding when you had system issues. They were absolutely not allowed to take on any new initiatives, nor permitted to spend any time or energy enhancing the dinosaur that was on its way out.

There was a business process in our department that was in dire need of automating and it was not handled by our DOS-based system. So it was being done manually with a bit of help from MS Word. With my supervisor’s permission, I built a little MS Access database to handle that business need. Oh, my goodness, I had fun. The most exciting part for me was making it absolutely dummy proof. One of the reasons this solution was needed was that this particular process was only done a few times a month and our supervisor insisted that when one came in, we should rotate who would do the next one. We tried telling her that one of us should specialize, but she was not in agreement. That meant that each of us only got one of these tasks every month or 6 weeks and we would forget how to do the process. We were forever messing them up and cursing. There were just too many ticky steps to remember.

So I built data filters into all my input fields so that the user could not possibly mess things up no matter how hard they tried. One field, for example, if you tried entering an amount over $200,000 would give you a pop-up message, “The maximum that can be converted is $200K. Please try again.” There were tricky computations that the staff used to have to do on their calculators that I got the software to calculate automatically.  The software even prompted you to load a certain kind of paper into the printer before printing the policy certificate. It also created invoices, reminder letters and policy lapse letters.

To go with this database, I created a call-intake form to ensure my coworkers remembered all the questions they needed to ask the customer while they still had the customer on the phone. I put the questions in a heirarchy so that if you got “no” to an early question, you would know to discontinue the call and not waste the customer’s time on the rest of the form. The pieces of information that could be looked up in the system later without the client on the phone were put at the bottom of the form below a line and the words END CALL, cutting the time the client had to spend on the phone with us.

That project made me so, so, so happy. I love deciding where buttons should go and how to make an interface as intuitive as possible, which reduces the chance of human error. If you design a screen right, there is zero possibility of human error. To the extent possible using the Access platform, I did succeed in designing an application that shoe-horned the user through the process with no possibility of error. (The one exception was a bug inherent to Access.)

The other thing I really like doing when I create a database is making it so that I–the creator–am dispensable after the fact. For example, I had a drop-down list where you could choose the associate responsible for keying in the data. But that list would have to be updated whenever new staff came on board. So I put a button on the database maintenance menu for updating the list of associates. And so on.

I also like to put every document associated with the process in the database so it’s one stop shopping, nothing ever gets misplaced or lost. So one button on the menu takes you to the How To manual or to an INSTRUCTIONS screen. One button allows you to print out those intake forms I talked about.

I was very proud of that baby.

Later in my employment with that company one of the VPs asked if I would be interested in going to school at night to learn ASP. Frustrated with how long the IT Dept was taking to build a website, he said, “if you were the one we had asked to do it, it would be done by now.” What a compliment.

TWO

I have a dent in my right ear that my mom says was caused by forceps.

THREE

I am allergic to penicillin, or at least I was when I was a child and was treated with that drug for a case of pneumonia. I broke out in a horrid rash all over.

FOUR

When I was a kid, I never managed to learn to do a cartwheel, though I tried.

FIVE

When I was young, I sometimes wished for an older sibling.

SIX

My favourite scent is patchouli. Although I stopped wearing fragrance several years ago out of consideration for people who are sensitive, if I catch a whiff of that essential oil in public I will often follow the person wearing it up a store aisle or down the street just to continue smelling it.

SEVEN

When I was six, an adult neighbour taught me how to catch bees. He said that bees never sting in the dark, so if you come up behind them and catch them between your cupped hands, you’ll be fine.  He told me just to be very careful to get them in the dead centre of my two cupped hands, because if I missed and the edge of my hands touched them and pressed down, they would sting. I used to get a kick out of showing off this bee-catchng talent…until the day the inevitable happened; I didn’t line up my capture properly. Ouch. My hand swelled up like a mango, and that was the end of my bee-catching adventures.

TAG, you’re it!

Like Olivia and Jane, I am not keen on selecting some bloggers over others. I think you are all creative and wonderful! But I will make some sort of effort to follow the rules, with my own twist. If you are listed below and do not like being tagged for these kinds of things, just disregard. No hard feelings at all. And if you’re NOT tagged but want to do it, by all means…grab the badge and go for it! Oh, and if you don’t have a blog, you can do it in the comments area.

  • Honorary Newfie (Tom). I admire him for the way he keeps on finding ways of doing things after a brain injury, which definitely takes creativity!
  • Any reader with a birthday in the summer
  • AbitibiSouth (Sylvain). I admire him for his positive attitude in the face of so many life changes and transitions.
  • Any reader who is on the other side of an ocean from me. Or more than one ocean!
  • Bliss Fruit (Patti). I admire her for the way she tunes into beauty and peace all around her.
  • Art by Serena (Serena). I admire her for being friendly.
  • Any reader who loves “Talk Like a Pirate” Day

Grace in Small Things – 278

  • My sweetie came over for Sunday morning breakfast.
  • Last night he said he had a favour to ask me and sweetened the deal by mentioning that it would involve using tools. Did you know I love using tools? Oh, I do!  The 12-year-old central vac at the house he shares with other family members had finally died, and his mom had bought the new one, but it would cost another $100 to have someone install it. That’s where I came in! I got to use so many of my favourite tools: a level, a power drill, and even a saw– since the dodo person who installed the last one glued PVC pipe together. I let Sylvain strip the insulation off the old wires cause he deserved to have a bit of the fun, too. Next time, though, it will be MY TURN to use the wire strippers. I got to hear the words, “F___, you’re smart” come out of his mouth at one point. That made me grin.
  • Receiving a Kreativ Blogger award from Olivia. I’m going to do that next. What fun!
  • Lots of fun today exploring whole brain teaching websites after Karyn’s tip in her comment on a previous post.
  • Looking forward to a Skype date tonight with a TESL classmate so I can give her some more feedback and support as she gets through the last of the assignments.

Grace in Small Things – 277

  • My practice. I would be a basket case by now (since the YMCA did not call to let me know EITHER WAY as promised on Friday) if I did not have mindfulness practice and meditation as daily (hourly, minutely, secondly) practices in my life.
  • Mindfully cleaning my little meditation bell this morning. I used linseed oil on the wood, rubbing it in with my fingers, and a gentle solvent on the chime. Perhaps I was just imagining things, but the bell seemed to ring louder and more crisply after the cleaning. I enjoy taking good care of things.
  • Being back in touch with one of my first cousins after a long period of only secondhand news of her and her family.
  • How quickly Sylvain got on top of the execution of several financial decisions that have resulted in giving us some breathing room.
  • A good shift tonight at hospice. I met two new residents, one of whom asked for second helpings on everything.

Exploring Colours Around Me

Two weeks ago…or was it three? Anyway, one of Brandi’s Joy Rebel Missions for Mission Monday was to pick a colour and notice it all around you. Photograph it or paint it or whatever.

I was hoping to have 9 samples of at least one colour, since 9 makes such a nice little matrix collage. I couldn’t decide on a colour and ended up instead with fewer than 9 samples of each of a few colours. Instead of waiting, waiting until I have nine of each, I am going to go ahead and post what I have now. This project was fun. Oh, and I’m sure you will notice that not all of the photos were taken this winter. I also had fun mining through photos taken long ago. As you can see, I was not able to line these up in a cute little matrix and I refused to get the software that would have done it for me.

WHITE

GREEN

BROWN

PURPLE

Grace in Small Things – 276

  • Something FUN! Clearly I need a job. I justified spending time learning this since it might make a great Friday afternoon activity for an ESL class. Vocabulary: corner, mountain fold, valley fold, nose, tail. Grammar point – imperative form of verb.
  • Something beautiful. Glancing out the sliding glass doors to see a very fat, full moon rising over the lake and four swans swimming through the reflection path on the water. My goodness, this is a beautiful world.
  • Something funny! Suki asked her blog readers: is there a song named for you or are you named for a song? If so, post it and let her know. Sure, there is a Kelly song. I’ll bet you know it.
  • Getting snail mail today… on Letter Writers Alliance stationery, no less! I have the coolest friends in the world.
  • Frugal date night. I’m going over to Sylvain’s to watch a movie.

Grace in Small Things – 275

  • This news story.
  • A beautiful, sunny but very cold day that I enjoyed from the warm side of the sliding glass doors.
  • I spent over an hour on Skype with a former classmate discussing projects and assignments. After listening to what she had put together, I assured her she was on the right track and doing a great job. She thanked me about a zillion times, said she was calming down and feeling more confident after our talk.
  • A good visit tonight with Sylvain. Instead of going out for date night, we just talked and worked on the unemployment budget spreadsheet together so he can be prepared tomorrow for his meeting with a financial adviser. Sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do. I was proud of myself. I usually can’t make it all the way through a discussion about money without crying or shutting down emotionally. I did neither. (Hey, boys and girls, can you say that? Shenpa! Sure you can, I knew that you could!)
  • Designing cards for Sylvain’s parents for when his dad undergoes cataract surgeries in March. See, the doctor gave them this chart to help her with the schedule of eye drops for 3 different medicines for each eye over a period of five weeks. But the process is way too confusing since his right eye will be on her left, and since week 1 after surgery means the week of March 4 for the right eye, but means the following week for the left eye. In other words, you’ll have to use one band of the chart for one eye and another band of the chart for the other eye at the same time. Way too open to error. So I’m making up a series of 39 cards, one card for each day for 39 days.

Thursday, March 11

Right Eye

Left Eye

Time

Medication

Medication

Before Breakfast Vigamox, wait 5 minutes Voltaren, wait 5 minutes
Maxidex Vigamox
Before Lunch


AT HOSPITAL – SURGERY

Before Supper Vigamox, wait 5 minutes
Maxidex
Before Bed Vigamox, wait 5 minutes
Maxidex
NOTES: Nothing to eat or drink before surgery. Okay to take pills with a small sip of water.

Night: eye shields on BOTH eyes, taped, no gauze pad.

Do not shower.

How to Get Your Travel Insurance Claim Paid

This post, aimed at Canadians, is something I couldn’t write while I was employed as a claims examiner. Now that I am not, I am eager to share the tips and tricks that can help you avoid some common mistakes people make when it comes time to use the insurance they take out to cover them while traveling outside their home province.

There are two ways you can obtain travel medical coverage. You either already have it as part of a group insurance plan, such as through an employer, union or association of some kind, or you shop for your own via the yellow pages, internet or a broker.

Tip #1 – If you do not already have out-of-province travel coverage through a group plan and are looking to buy a plan for yourself or your family, I highly recommend that you go through a broker. The reason I recommend having a broker is that if you run into trouble down the road in getting a claim settled, the broker is someone you can call up and say, “Hey, you told me that X company was the way to go, but they are giving me problems with my claim. Help me.” The broker will then gather information from you about the situation and will call the underwriter or third party administrator (the company contracted to adjudicate the claims) to advocate on your behalf.

That said, not all brokers wield the same leverage with the claims department. At each of three insurance companies where I’ve worked, we in customer service and claims were made very aware of the names of the top producers. The producers who bring in the most clients are very valuable to the insurance company, and so the carrier wants to keep them happy, doing whatever they can to cultivate and preserve that business relationship. Where I last worked, we called them our Platinum Brokers. I kept the list of their names on the wall of my cubicle. If one of them called me up to ask for a favour, I dropped everything I was doing and said, “Yes, Ma’am!” or “Yes, Sir!”

If you want that extra edge at claims time, first gather some phone numbers of travel insurance companies, which you can do via the internet. Call them up and just ask them who their top broker is in your area for travel insurance. Then call that broker and say, “I want you to be my broker.” If they shop around for you and steer you to a different carrier for your policy from the one who gave you that name, call that carrier’s travel claims department and ask, “Is SO AND SO one of your top ten producers?”

Now I’m not saying you can get a bogus claim paid by having a top broker in your court, but I’m saying that if you get in an iffy situation where there is some grey area, having a heavy person going to bat for you can make all the difference between a denial and having a denial overturned on appeal.

Tip #2Be honest when answering the application questions. I mean 100% honest. You may think you can hide things from the insurance company, but you can’t. They have ways of finding out. I’ll give you an example of how dangerous it can be to lie or even fudge a little bit when answering the questionnaire.

There was a woman who said no, she had never been diagnosed with heart disease, diabetes, a kidney disorder, blah, blah, blah through a long list of questions about her health. She got down to Florida and ended up with a very serious health crisis. As you know can happen if you have ever been treated in the good old US of A, the hospital bills were astronomical. We’re talking hundreds of thousands of dollars.

The first thing the claims department is going to do with any claim over a certain dollar amount is get your past medical history from your GP and any specialists to whom you’ve been referred in the past x years (usually three). They are going to go over those chart notes carefully to ensure you didn’t lie on your application.  If your claim is really high (say $10,000 or more), they might ask the province for your entire health chart going back the same number of years. This means that the insurance company will have access to records for every medical visit for which you used your provincial health card, including walk-in-clinics. They will see in the notes if your doctor recommended some medicine, action or lifestyle change and you were uncooperative, which may invalidate coverage if your claim relates to the same area of health. They will see referrals to specialists and will then ask you for a release form to seek the charts from those specialists.

If they find that you lied on any question, your entire policy can be invalidated, your premium refunded, and you can be stuck with that $250,000 USD hospital bill for the lovely bypass operation and air evac, appendectomy or whatever. The best lawyer is not going to get you out of that mess. You lied, your policy is void; sorry, Charlie.

So again, do not lie. If you are not sure whether something qualifies as “a condition” or “been treated for,” just ask the person who is having you fill out the form, or who is reading you the questions over the phone. Tell them what’s up and say, “so do I check yes or no?” Keep a log of what day and time you asked that question. If you are later nailed and told you answered incorrectly but have proof you were advised to answer that way by a doctor or sales person, you have a very strong basis for appeal. Since the company will have recorded the phone call, all you need is the time and day for them to be able to pull the audio of the sales call.

Also, there is no need to lie since you can still get coverage in spite of bad health so long as the condition has been stable for a certain period before the trip. This is all laid out in the policy booklet. One thing you can do on your own or with a broker is examine a variety of policy brochures looking for differences in the stability period for pre-existing conditions. There are also plans out there with no health questionnaires to fill out. Those usually come as riders on your home insurance policy, so look into those if a health questionnaire is something you don’t want to have to go through.

Tip #3 - Read your policy. All of it. Especially read the small print. Be sure you thoroughly understand the concept of pre-existing condition. If you don’t understand part of it, call the sales person or broker to have it explained to you. If your broker ever says to you something like, “Oh, don’t worry about that. That really just means so and so…” then you need to document that phone call or office visit. Keep a journal of when you spoke and exact words that were said. Having a recording of the call is even better.

Watch out for myths. It is not true that you can’t get travel insurance if you have a pre-existing condition. You still can get insurance for a higher premium so long as that condition is “stable and controlled” before the trip. Make darned sure you understand the concept of stable and controlled. If you read the policy booklet and talk to your broker and still are not comfortable, call the claims department and ask an examiner, “if I end up with a claim for this acting up while I’m away, will that be covered?” Some examiners are not allowed to answer hypothetical questions like that, for the obvious reason that each situation is different once it happens with all its myriad variables, and they don’t want to get caught having to pay an invalid claim because “so and so told me it would be covered.” But some examiners will have such a discussion with you. If one won’t, call back and see if a different examiner picks up the phone. Or ask to speak to the claims supervisor, who might be more willing to go into hypotheticals with you. If she/he won’t, see if you can be transferred to the Assistance Team’s supervisor, who will likely be an RN who knows the policies inside and out. Again, keep a log of when you spoke to the person, how to spell their name, their extension number, and the exact words you were told.

Tip #4 – Go over the policy again right before your trip. Highlight any things you might forget, like the deadline for filing.

Tip #5 – Put the wallet card in the wallet you’ll take with you on the trip and USE IT. In fact, if you will be traveling to an area from which it may be difficult to make a phone call, such as Mexico or a jungle somewhere, go ahead and get the email address of the claims department, as well. If you run into ANY trouble at all during the trip, call the toll-free number on the card or, if you can’t call, try to find an internet cafe so you can email. You can also call collect or, if it’s your only option, call from your cell phone and submit the bills later as part of your claim.

Most policies say that you must call in the event of a medical emergency. So know the definition of medical emergency. Some people take this to mean they only have to call immediately if they go to the emergency room or urgent care clinic, but don’t have to call for something routine like a cold or flu. Yes, you have to call for anything for which you will later be claiming. In fact, you should also call about things that you cannot claim or do not plan to claim. Keep the carrier informed every step of the way regarding what is happening with your health. This is because most companies these days employ something called managed care. They have nurses on the phones 24/7 whose job it is to help you find a nearby clinic or hospital, review why you are seeking medical care and whether the level of care is covered, warranted, etc. The assistance team is there to help you, including to warn you of anything that might not be covered on the policy. They are there to protect you from any unpleasant surprises…like a lab test or invasive procedure that may not be seen as necessary.  The treating medical team and the nurses on the assistance team will work together to make sure you get the best care possible, but they will also work to decide whether the care should take place in Canada or where you are vacationing. Even if the medical emergency is not for some reason coverable, the assistance team will still assist you all the way through the emergency, including providing live interpretation of foreign languages if necessary.  You paid for the services, you have a right to use them.

So again, call as soon as you know you’ll be seeking medical attention. You may be in Mexico, where it is a real hassle to make international phone calls, and think seeing the hotel MD about your sniffles is no big deal, you’ll tell the insurance company when you get home. Wrong. Go ahead and do your best to call (or email) as soon as you can. One reason is that you never know what that cold might develop into later. You want to have the assistance team in the loop from the get-go. If you can’t call before being treated, call or have someone call on your behalf as soon as possible. This is really important for getting your claim paid.

Tip #6 – Follow the instructions of the Assistance Team. They will guide you through the whole process step by step as your medical emergency unfolds and will check with you as you start to feel better to make sure any medication is working. They will advise you whether any follow-up visits are covered and what to expect next. They will tell you when and how to file the claim, either on a paper form that they are mailing out to you, or online. They will remind you of any claims filing deadline. If they don’t, ask.

If at any point you feel the assistance team member is not acting in your best interest or is not providing you with a good service experience, do not hesitate to ask to speak to the person’s supervisor. I know medical emergencies are stressful, but do your best to stay calm and speak respectfully to the supervisor when you outline the ways in which you feel your case is not being handled well. You might be able to request a different examiner or assistance person.

If you really are having trouble seeing eye to eye with the assistance team, bring your broker in the loop.

Tip #7 – Follow instructions to the letter when submitting the claim. This means filling the form out completely and honestly and filing in a timely manner (some policies have a 30-day window, some a 90-day window for claim submission). Some companies start counting when you get home, some start counting from the date of incident. It means filling out the forms properly and fully. It means submitting ORIGINAL bills and, for annual polices, proof of your departure date.

If there is any part of the form you don’t understand, call the claims department and ask to be walked through it. That’s what they’re there for. Go over with them everything you are putting in the envelope and ask, “Is that everything?” A quick call of this type can save you the unpleasant experience of having it all returned to you to redo.

One mistake a lot of members make is thinking that direct billing means they don’t have to file. Often the Assistance Team will be able to convince the doctor’s office or hospital to bill directly so that you don’t have any out-of-pocket expense at the time of the emergency. This does NOT mean you don’t still have to fill out the claim form. You do. Direct billing just means the bills will be sent directly to the carrier for adjudication.

Tip #8 – Don’t take no for an answer. Let’s say you messed up and didn’t send in your claim form by the deadline, so your claim was denied. Or let’s say you forgot to tell the sales person about that little asthma attack you had two weeks before departure, which they are now saying constitutes your pre-ex not being stable and controlled. There are many things you can do to mount an appeal to a denied claim.

  1. Call your broker and ask for his/her intervention. Often this is all you will need to do, as the broker will help you through the appeal process. In fact, it may not even get as far as a formal appeal. Depending on the size of the claim, one phone call by a star broker might be all it takes.
  2. If you don’t have a competent or helpful broker, call up and ask what the process is for appealing a claim decision. Ask the advice of a claims examiner. Say, “If you were mounting this appeal, what would you include?” Most claims examiners are people like you and me. They enjoy being able to approve claims and don’t like having to deny them. Most will help you out, feeling more sympathy for you than for the corporation they work for.
  3. Read over the policy again to make sure the decision made by the claims team is 100% supported by the wording of the policy. If the policy doesn’t clearly spell things out, the denial should be overturned. Never assume that the claims department or assistance team understand the policy better than you do. They know what it is supposed to communicate, but you know how it sounds to you. I can’t tell you the number of times we examiners disagreed on the true underlying meaning of a clause versus what it actually said. If we couldn’t agree, then there is definitely room for appeal!
  4. Ask yourself what went wrong and why. Is it your fault, or did someone mislead you? Here is where those notes come in handy regarding who told you what at what time on which day. Insurance and sales companies record phone calls, so pull out those notes and ask to have the tapes pulled. Are there extenuating circumstances you feel should be taken into consideration? If so, write out why.
  5. Get supporting documentation for an appeal. If the carrier is telling you that you lied on the application by saying you did not have a heart condition, a letter from your doctor stating that a bundle branch block is not “a heart condition” can go a long way toward having the denial overturned. I remember a case where a family was going to lose their house because their little girl had had an upper respiratory infection within the 90 days prior to their trip and got down to the US and had a situation that turned into a hospital stay with lots of costly intervention (those MRIs and CT scans add up fast). It had never occurred to them that a cold was a pre-ex. Fortunately, they turned to their family physician for help. This kind doctor wrote a letter that not only mentioned the horrible financial situation this unpaid claim had put the family in, but also testified that the child could easily have picked up an entirely new bug on the plane or at Disneyland. One was not necessarily linked to the other and there certainly was no medical way to prove that the second crisis was a continuation of the first. I was the lucky examiner who got to call the mom and say, “your appeal has been approved, the denial overturned.” She lost her composure right there on the spot. We both needed tissues!
  6. Don’t hesitate to remind the company of your standing as a customer. If you have been a loyal purchaser of this brand of insurance for 5 years or more and this is your first claim, say so.
  7. If you need further advocacy beyond your broker, contact the ombudsman for life and health insurance in your province. In Ontario, that’s http://www.olhi.ca/. In fact, sometimes just saying you are about to contact the ombudsman will get results.
  8. If the claim is large enough, consider retaining a lawyer.

In all the time I worked as a claims examiner, I noticed one trend over and over. The squeaky wheel gets the grease. People who appealed politely but firmly got the best response, followed by people who appealed less politely but still with firm and rational grounds behind the appeal. There was even one man who was not polite and actually should never have had his claim denial overturned, but managed to get a small concession simply through persistence. He was eventually told that if he continued to call, it would be considered harassment and we would have to start hanging up on him, but before it came to that, he did manage to get a couple of bills paid that really were solid denials.

A final note about brokers: although I highly recommend having one, in my experience they are not the ones who really know the policies inside and out. I had many, many cases where the client, when caught not having followed proper procedure to ensure full coverage, said something to the effect of, “But my broker said I didn’t have to call first unless….” or “my broker said I was covered for everything,” or “my broker said I could just send everything in once I got home.” Remember that the broker is trying to make a sale and sometimes will sugar coat some processes to make things sound easy-peasy, please just sign on the dotted line. When in doubt, call the claims department or assistance team yourself to verify what you’ve been told by the broker.

For more tips on how to mount the most effective appeal, have a look at these articles, with which I agree wholeheartedly:

How to Complain and Win

You vs. Customer Service: How to Complain and Conquer

If you have found this article to be helpful, I hope you’ll leave a comment to let me know. Cheers and happy travels!

Grace in Small Things – 274

  • Rising early and sitting longer than I usually can manage on the yoga mat. After a long night of spinning, spinning crazy head, my mind finally settled down.
  • Playing with paints some more.
  • Feeling at peace about either outcome…whether I get this job or don’t.
  • A good, good evening at Windsor Meditation Group tonight. I am getting used to the new monk who comes over from Detroit to teach us. Tonight he told us about growing up in an orphanage in Sri Lanka.
  • Helping out a friend.

Grace in Small Things – 273

Oh, my. SO much good stuff today.

Well, except for being about to go for a swim and discovering I didn’t know where my bathing suit was. I pretty much have a place for everything, and the bathing suit lives either in the gym bag, in miscellaneous drawer of my chest, or hanging on the back of the bathroom door. It occurred to me that I had probably left it hanging in the locker room shower last time I swam. I ran down there to check if it was still hanging in the shower, but it wasn’t there. That’s understandable since my last swim was several days ago. I checked with the office to see if anyone had turned it in. No such luck.

I am reminded of the first few times I had things stolen after moving to Canada. The first time my wallet went missing, I called to cancel the bank cards, order a new driver’s license and so forth. Two days later I found the wallet. It had fallen between the driver’s seat and door in my car.

The next time something was stolen…um, yeah…I found the item.

And the next time… yeah. Eventually I got it through my thick head that in my new country, the stolen things always turned out to just be lost.

I emailed Sylvain to give him the good news (good interview) and the bad news about the swimsuit, apologizing to Sylvain for being careless with the suit he had helped me pick out. It had not been cheap.

Anyway, back to the good stuff…

First, I had a good second interview.

Next, I found THIS VIDEO via Elspeth’s blog; it had me sobbing from the plain Truth of it.

I did some reading today in some of the watercolour books from the library. When I got to the part of one book where the author recommended practicing drawing every day, I sat down in front of the little lamp table by the window and drew the collection of vases and dried wildflowers.

I stared at the clouds over the water. I am so blessed to be able to sit in my own living room and look out on gulls, geese, ducks and so much water. From this vantage point I can’t even see the other shore.

Then I got an invitation from my friend to join this seminar.

And I got another really nice compliment on my dragonflies.

Oh, and I found the swim suit. It was in the OTHER gym bag.

Grace in Small Things – 272

I awoke in one of those moods. Little energy, a blanket of pessimism, anxiety and fear pressing down on me. I sat on the yoga mat in front of the view of the water, sat with the feelings, held them like a baby. I could hear Thich Nhat Hanh’s voice in my head as I said, “Breathing in, I know that I am sad and anxious. Breathing out, I am taking good care of my sadness and anxiety. It seemed to be a mixture of two things: a bit of a natural landing after getting so high on painting last night, and worry about money as Sylvain’s job offer has evaporated while I still don’t have anything lined up to allow me to resume paying my own rent.

To get myself moving, I thought to drive up the street to my local library branch to get some books on beginning watercolour. What a treasure libraries are. We are so lucky to have them. I found three good books and sat down on a comfy chair in the library to start reading one of them. Hey, I remember some of this stuff from those summer days I spent bugging my mom while she worked up in her studio. I remember the day she tried to get me to make swatches of tints and shades of each colour. She wanted me to understand the concept of value and how to achieve different values by lightening and darkening the paint. At that time, I didn’t have the patience for the fundamentals. My middle name should have been “Miss Instant Gratification.”

The neat thing about starting with Linda Kemp’s demo this past weekend was that it whetted my appetite for watercolours. Now I know how much fun you can have if you learn to use this medium, and I feel motivated enough by that carrot dangling out there to invest time in the fundamentals. So, Mom, I’ll be making those swatches after all.

After I got back from the library and was working on something for Sylvain’s parents, I got a call from the YMCA. I have been invited to participate in the second round of interviews. Mind you, the position is a very, very short contract, but that’s okay. Just to get my foot in the door would be awesome. Did that ever buoy my mood! Yes, it did. Or as my grandpa used to say, “Yessiree, Bobcat!”

I have now added the final layer of colour to the painting that was at the end of this post. I really like this one. What fun!

The biggest blessing of all is that I was called back to this artistic medium now, while my mom is still with me and still willing to share her 70+ years of knowledge of experience (she will be 80 this year).

Making a Mess of Kemp’s Process – and Loving It!

Lynn asked me on the ArtShine Traveling Sketchbook blog what process I was using to make the dragonfly pictures. I am happy to tell you about that.

My mom asked me about a week ago if I knew where the watercolorist Linda Kemp lives. Mom would love to be able to take a workshop under her. When I found her website and associated links, I was captivated by this demonstration on Building Layers with Negative Painting.

Mind you, I have not yet had a single lesson in watercolor painting. My mom wanted…okay, wanted is an understatement…she yearned to teach me. We tried to get through a lesson or two together when I was a young woman. I could not be her student. She is a wonderful teacher and has taught art for years, but I could not–the last time I tried–overcome my ego, my perfectionism, my impatience or my brattiness long enough to benefit from what she had to share.

Now, at 46, I’m ready to try again. But I don’t know squat. On the demo Linda talks about a glaze. I have no idea what a glaze is. No matter! I decided to skip over the basics and rush headlong into this demo just to have something to motivate me to play with the medium and get a feel for how it behaves.

So take that as a huge caveat that I don’t know what I’m doing. Don’t follow me, follow her.

My first try I had way too much paint on the brush. I was afraid to go forward with subsequent layers when my first one was so heavy, so I aborted the process and finished it with coloured pencils–feeling more in control of that medium. This was the result, which I like.

I put down a first layer of colour on two more pieces of paper, thinking that lighter was better. In the meantime, my mom had asked me for photos of what I was doing. I sent her photos of my next two sheets with three colours splashed about on them, but the colour was so faint…which is what I thought I wanted at the time. She suggested I go back to stronger colours in the bottom layer because I will need that bold colour to stand up under the subsequent glazes.

So as not to waste the two I had already started…you know, figuring I could just use them as practice sheets…I went ahead and put my first layer of figures down. Mind you, Linda Kemp recommended simple shapes. I think I was really pushing it by choosing dragonflies.

Oh, and as for the dragonflies. I feared I might get distracted by the shapes of paint splashes and not be able to draw the outlines of the insects freehanded, so I first sketched them onto some cardboard and cut out templates in three sizes. This also allows me to experiment moving the cardboard dragonflies around the picture while I decide which composition pleases me the most. And it helps me line things up as one dragonfly is tucked beneath an earlier one.

Anyway, my first glaze was ochre. That looked like this.  I originally intended to add two more layers of dragonflies and colours to it, but I fell in love with it just as it was. So I stopped and it became the first page of my ArtShine Traveling Sketchbook, which I am mailing to Suki tomorrow.

Here is the other attempt using what I now feel is too light a first layer (is that called an underpainting?)

At this point I realized that my lack of experience with the medium was really showing, as my glaze was totally uneven. The paint was drying faster than I could work. But you know what? I decided not to care! I just kept going. I also understood now why my mom had suggested more colour down first. The top dragonflies are so light in value that by the time I get two more layers of color on here, it will be too much contrast.  But again, I decided not to pull a Kelly by tossing the whole thing in the garbage. I decided to just keep playing and learning from the mistakes.

Here is the next layer using a colour I mixed up using crimson and phthalo blue. I was trying to approximate Linda’s rose violet using the colours I have in my (VERY cheap) box of tubes.

After the cool crimson dried, I tucked more dragonflies under these and did a blue layer.

You can see now why my mom suggested a stronger base layer of colour. The top dragonflies look white now contrasted with all the deepening layers of colour around them. Also you can see that my blue paint woke up the red beneath it and made purple in places. I’m not sure if all watercolours do this or just my cheap ones.

This painting sort of reminds me of lying on my back on a grassy hill in late summer and watching hundreds of dragonflies dart overhead.

Here is my first try after Mom suggested I go back to stronger colour in the first layer. I think next time I will shoot for somewhere in between. The first shot shows the first layer of dragonflies and the first glaze (ochre).


The second shows the same picture after a second layer of dragonflies has been tucked beneath the first and then another glaze applied (cool crimson). Next I will add a blue layer to this one.

So yeah, I decided just to keep working with the same shapes and same three colours over and over to get to know this new medium and learn about how it behaves. I have always been so intimidated by watercolour because it is notoriously hard to control and takes many years to master. The good news is that what you see photographed above are examples of what I once would have called total failures and reasons to give up and forget the whole idea.  So thank you, Lynn, for inviting me to join the travelling sketchbook project, which inspired me to revisit this demon medium.

NOTE: The white borders on the top paintings are from having the paper taped down to my cutting board, which was all I could think of until Sylvain so kindly bought me a piece of plexiglass. I will use it for the first time tomorrow, along with my mom’s instructions on keeping the paper from warping, which follow…

“Find a waterproof surface (smooth) to put your paper on.  I use masonite that has one side that is smooth and waterproof.  You can also use a piece of glass – even a mirror..  Then, use a  large sponge to saturate one side of your paper.  after it is completely soaked, turn the paper over and saturate the back side.  Then, turn it back over and use the sponge to smooth the paper out on the waterproof surface.  It will adhere and become flat against it.  Squeeze out the sponge and drag in over the entire surface with enough pressure to push any existing air bubbles to the side to be released.  Continue squeezing out the sponge and using it to smooth out the paper and pick up excess moisture.   Let it dry a little but not too much.  The paper will stick to the surface and NOT BUCKLE until you are finished with your painting and peel it off..  As long as it remains damp, your painted edges will be soft and fuzzy and tend to stay in the distance.  When it becomes completely dry, the edges will be hard unless you soften them with a brush that is  full of clear water. “

Grace in Small Things – 271

  • Visiting the marina with my sweetie to look at birds. We saw scaup, mergansers and a couple of goldeneye, maybe Barrow’s, maybe Common.
  • Earlier in the day, I watched as a peregrine falcon took something large (a pigeon?) onto the roof of the lighthouse. I’m not happy for the poor pigeon, but it was magnificent to happen to be looking out the window just as the falcon came flying past my window headed for the lighthouse. It seems to be my week to witness small hawks nailing prey, as I saw a Cooper’s or Sharpie get a sparrow earlier this week, too.
  • More fun with paints today!
  • Settling in this evening over at Sylvain’s to watch the movie Up. Oh, it was precious.
  • Rain.

PS – I will be without Internet all day tomorrow.

Grace in Small Things – 270

  • How really, really, really good it made me feel to do some painting today. Sylvain noticed that I’m practically a whole different person when I have a successful art project on the go. I was virtually floating from all the energy and joy by the time I headed off for my hospice shift.
  • A very good shift tonight at the hospice. Two of my buds were gone, two new people had arrived and the one I met I already like. She just raved over the tasty supper we served her.
  • I got to know two very nice volunteers who both helped me out a great deal. One was taking out garbage while the other was doing dishes, taking meal orders and helping me make the trays.
  • Getting a call from my sweetie from a hardware store and being asked if I might happen to need anything from there. “As a matter of fact,…” I said.  I am now the proud owner of a 1′ x 2′ piece of plexiglass, very handy for keeping small watercolours from warping and buckling as they dry.
  • Receiving a dream visit this week from one of the hospice residents. When I awoke from the dream, I realized it had been THAT kind of dream, and so I spoke his name aloud to the bedroom walls in order to seal the memory of the dream. I knew when I read the obituaries this week which day it would say he had passed. I was right.

Waking Up the Artist Within

I have a closet full of art and craft supplies that I never use. Seriously. I have a big box of Prismacolor pencils, some paints, frames and mats, an Exacto knife, good quality sketching pencils, woodcutting tools and a brayer, tubes of block printing ink (thanks, mom), a box of beads and findings and round-nose pliers. I have a sewing machine I haven’t used–except to hem up Sylvain’s pants–in three years. I even have a half-finished sock hanging from three double-pointed knitting needles from my last attempt to learn to knit. I know, I know, what kind of madwoman starts learning to knit with socks?

I also have all sorts of wonderful artistic principles stuck up in my head from a whole childhood of instruction that was woven into daily life with a mom who is an artist. Not that I really know how to apply those principles. But I can recite them!

And I have some talent, though it is rough from not being dragged out of the closet to air out once in a while. I once took a life drawing class and did very well. I remember one model coming around during a break to look over our shoulders and see how we each had rendered her. She said to me, “in all my years of modeling, that’s the first time I’ve seen something that looks just like me.”

I also have a really bad habit of letting perfectionism ruin the process. I quickly become impatient if I don’t create exactly what is in my mind’s eye the very first try. Then I give up and the supplies go back into the closet for 9 more months.

But I’ve joined Lynn’s Artshine Traveling Sketchbook project. I have gotten the paints out and started to play, hoping to loosen up. Well, it’s working. I am warming up and hope to get my first page ready to mail out by the end of this weekend. Here is a peek at my first session playing with paints and coloured pencils.

First Try

Next time I have to leave a left-hand border for the binding of the book.

Grace in Small Things – 269

  • City council has agreed to set up a working committee to examine the possibility of overturning a by-law that prohibits the keeping of chickens in the city.
  • Receiving my new issue of The Shambhala Sun in the mail. I will savour each article one by one over the next days.
  • A fun date with Sylvain last night. We went to see Big Fan, which was the first part of a double feature put on by the Windsor International Film Festival. Part two was Antichrist, but it started at 9:00 and I had to get my beauty rest for a 9:15 interview this morning.
  • The helpful and energetic film festival volunteers who built a platform to make the Capital Theatre a more wheelchair-friendly venue.
  • Getting a really good night’s rest starting extra early last night so I would be fresh for this morning’s interview. I awoke before the 6:30 alarm and took plenty of time to stretch and ease into the morning.
  • A very good meditation session.
  • Coming away from the job interview feeling pretty good about it. I prepared thoroughly and did my best. I am up against a lot of people and will know pretty soon if I made it through to round two of interviewing.
  • Tossing a walnut to a squirrel. I love watching them twitch their tails excitedly when they bound across the grass, capture the nut and turn it over several times in their little paws to get a good grip.
  • Getting an email from one of my old Waterloo pals seeking advice re a fawn & white hooded rattie that was found in a garage in minus 19 degree weather. Shame on people who abandon pets, but thank goodness for people like my friend, who runs a small animal rescue.
  • A good dream last night in which I handled a potentially dangerous and scary situation wisely by staying calm.

Grace in Small Things – 268

  • I took a nature walk today, snipping flower skeletons that will serve as creative inspiration in the next days.
  • Thinking back to the Joy Rebel Mission of a prior week, I took a different route to get where I was going…making random turns to see what I might see.
  • I used a bit of my Christmas money from my mom to get some supplies for the Artshine Traveling Sketchbook project.
  • My honey and I have both been contacted this week for interviews. Send JOB thoughts our way, okay?
  • Wearing my purple bracelet again for a while, just to ensure I don’t forget my commitment.

Grace in Small Things – 267

  • This week’s Joy Rebel Mission, which inspired me to get out my camera today. I only took one picture, but that’s more that I usually take on a given day, so it’s a step.
  • Also, the assignment is attuning my eye to beauty everywhere.
  • An awesome website my brother told me about. You can enter whatever ingredients you have in your house and get a list of recipes that can be made using only those ingredients! I made a rice dish with ginger, raisins, turmeric and cinnamon! Oh, it was good! Thanks, bro.
  • Having something useful to do today, namely helping Sylvain’s parents with another doctor visit.
  • Inviting Sylvain to dinner so I could share the extra helpings of her dishes that my friend sent me home with yesterday.

Grace in Small Things – 266

In the last two days I have learned about two new (to me) winter weather phenomena!

Yesterday I learned a new term: ice fog. In my neighbourhood, we had ice fog. This is not to be confused with diamond dust.

Blue Monday. That’s what today has been dubbed by someone somewhere. Supposedly the most depressing day of the year if you add up Christmas debt rolling in, weather, and the realization of those unkept resolutions starting to dawn on us.

Well, I don’t do resolutions, did not accrue any debt over the holidays and the weather here has not been bad. Still, I’ve been having a wee bit of trouble mood-wise. It’s not a lot of funkiness. I’m sure I could kick its butt clear to Detroit if I would just swim a few times a week, or go for walks with my camera. Ack, sedentary me!

The only thing pulling me from the bed this morning was my lunch date with a good friend. She is such a sweet and caring person, and she insisted on having me over AGAIN even though it was my turn to cook or treat, saying that she will allow me to host her once I am no longer “among the ranks of the unemployed.”

I came so close to taking my camera with me. Argh, I SO wish I had…because after I had driven most of the way across town and turned off the main thoroughfare into my friend’s neighbourhood, I could not believe my eyes. Everything looked like fairies had come through and covered everything in fairydust. Every twig, every rush, reed and sedge, every tree and mailbox, every hydro wire was coated in a delicate but thick layer of feathery whiteness! I have to borrow someone else’s photo to give you an idea of what the world looked like on that side of town.

Foggy Day by Julia Starr

I later did enough research to figure out that this must have been rime!

Going to my friend’s house feels like being ensconced at a bed and breakfast. We ate by the wood fire. She made this black bean soup topped with toasted cumin seeds and sour cream, a salad with rice, halved grapes, blue cheese and sauteed tofu cubes, and a dish of roasted sweet potatoes and squash. For dessert we each had a mango!

Grace in Small Things – 265/365

  • Sylvain arrived at my door this morning carrying a bag. Inside was a surprise for me! He began plotting to obtain a Vancouver 2010 tee shirt for me as soon as he read on my blog that my word for 2010 was BELIEVE. My new grey tee shirt says “believe” on the front and Canada on the back.
  • Attending a screening of The Garden at the Windsor Workers’ Action Centre along with the preceding pot luck.
  • That my friend J from meditation group also was planning to go to the film screening and pot luck! She rode with us.
  • So many amazing vegetarian dishes made with organic ingredients, I couldn’t believe my eyes or nose or taste buds! There was a spicy caramelized squash dish, a plate of raw anise bulb with a filling made from blue cheese and quark (the cheese, not the elementary particle you learned about in physics), a dish that included braised Brussels sprouts, red onions and pears, a salad with feta in it, sautéed broccolini, a rice casserole, my corn casserole, a quiche loaded with mushrooms and broccoli, and two kinds of squares for dessert, one made with very dark chocolate. I’ve got to start hanging out with socialist urban gardeners more often!
  • Meeting new people–the kind of people who care enough about the world to roll up their sleeves and do something, starting with this community.

And just because I love you, I am going to give you my Aunt Catherine’s corn casserole recipe. It always goes over well, especially at Singings with Dinner on the Grounds and holiday gatherings. Plus it is SO easy to make.

Ingredients

  • 2 eggs, slightly beaten
  • 1 can yellow cream-style corn
  • 1 cup milk
  • 2 tablespoons oil
  • 1 tablespoon sugar
  • 1/2 cup yellow corn meal
  • 1 four-ounce can green chiles (look in the Mexican food section), drained, de-seeded and chopped
  • 1/2 pound of sharp cheddar, grated

Combine all ingredients and pour into a greased baking dish. Bake at 350 F for 45 minutes or until no longer soupy but rather firm. Makes about 8 servings.

Grace in Small Things – 263, 264

Yesterday I was in a funk and didn’t feel like posting. These are yesterday’s Graces, which I can see better now.

  • I have my health.
  • I have friends, …like V who sent me a little card just to encourage me, and J who treated me to lunch this week and E who is having me over on Monday.
  • I have my mom, and she is very loving and supportive.
  • For now, anyway, I have a very nice place to live.
  • I have the superest duperest boyfriend in the whole world.

Today was a bit better.

  • I started to get excited about being in the Artshine Traveling Sketchbook circle. I think it’s going to be a great excuse to re-awaken my LONG dormant artistic side.
  • Sylvain emailed me to say he had fun last night. On a last-minute whim, I had asked him if he wanted to go to the opening reception of the Here in My Car exhibit at Art Gallery Windsor. It really was fun.
  • My hospice shift was this evening. I always do better mood-wise when I have somewhere to be and someone relying on me to be there.
  • A woman I was fond of had passed away during the week. Every time I have lemon ice cream now, I will think of her. In fact, I’m going to get some this week for my own private memorial.
  • This scene that took place in the hospice kitchen during my shift:

A little girl of about eight came into the kitchen to ask what was for supper. I recited the menu items. She said her grandparent wasn’t feeling very well, but maybe would try some mashed potatoes and gravy. I agreed to fix a bowl of that and I took it to the room when it was ready. I had some carrots on the stove and was wondering if I should have mashed some of those up with a little butter as well, because that resident is usually a good eater. Just as I was thinking that, the little girl came back into the kitchen and asked if I had any carrots.  Pleased with myself, I beamed and said, “Why yes! I just finished cooking some. I can put them in a bowl with a bit of butter!”  The little girl stood there with a strange expression on her face, as if to let me know that wasn’t quite right but she was searching for the words to express why.  Then she said, “Do you have any raw carrots?”

Blink.

“Um, well, yes we do, but…”  I stared at her wondering if she understood things like dentures.

Then she said, “My bunny is hungry.”

I broke into a huge smile. “Ooooh, your bunny wants a carrot. Okay, then!” I took a small carrot out of the vegetable crisper and handed it over. Later as she was leaving with her parents, I got to see the two-month old pet rabbit she had brought with her for the visit.