Women as Subjects in a Diagrammed Sentence

sub⋅ject  [n., adj. suhb-jikt;]
Grammar. (in English and many other languages) a syntactic unit that functions as one of the two main constituents of a simple sentence, the other being the predicate, and that consists of a noun, noun phrase, or noun substitute which often refers to the one performing the action or being in the state expressed by the predicate, as He in He gave notice.
Grammar The noun, noun phrase, or pronoun in a sentence or clause that denotes the doer of the action or what is described by the predicate.

Women as Objects in a Diagrammed Sentence

ob·ject
Pronunciation: \ˈäb-jikt, -(ˌ)jekt\
Function: noun
2 a : something mental or physical toward which thought, feeling, or action is directed b : something physical that is perceived by an individual and becomes an agent for psychological identification

Synonyms thing
Related Words article, item, piece; being, entity, substance; commodity, good, ware; accessory, accompaniment, bauble, curio; knickknack, spangle, token, trinket

Women as Predicates in a Diagrammed Sentence

pred·i·cate
Pronunciation: \ˈpre-di-kət\
Function: noun
1 a : something that is affirmed or denied of the subject in a proposition in logic b : a term designating a property or relation
2 : the part of a sentence or clause that expresses what is said of the subject and that usually consists of a verb with or without objects, complements, or adverbial modifiers

Lynne Ford

This is an extension of the work I have been doing for a while. The first of the series had been created in leather which enabled me to work with organic forms. Clay seemed the best way to move forward with this because I am always drawn back to paint. Much of my inspiration comes from my interest in nature itself.

LIVING IN TRASTEVRE, ROME

Rabbit,

Worst restaurant in Rome

Eija, Jyrki and I set off to see the factory and eat at a recommended restaurant near there.  The restaurant was closed so we picked one at random.  Jyrki said at the time, "This is the worst food I have ever tasted".  The picture is of the rabbit I ordered looks decent enough but was mostly bones.  Fortunately, we all have a sense of humor and a sense of adventure.  The name of the restaurant is , Trattoria Zampagna, via Ostiense 179, Roma.

Centrale Montemartini on Via Ostiense 106 is the name and address of the museum in Rome's first power station, that I mentioned in an earlier blog.

Old factory

This is an old electric factory that was out of commission shortly after it was finished.  Instead of demolishing it, they put sculptures that had been recently found under Trastevere and other places in Rome.  They also kept the machines, so the statues and busts are interspersed among the machines.  Since they were found recently, they did not have fig leaves on them, which I learned had been put on the ones in the Vatican museum.  The hand and arm are enormous...a colossus. 

Last day

It has been surprising to me, that because I shop everyday for food and go to the cafe,  I felt sadness saying goodbye to my grocer and my cafe.  Back home in Michigan, going to the grocery store and Target is a chore; I go as little as possible and I can see why.  Although I've had a knack for picking the worst restaurants here, I truly will miss the bread and the fast food pizza and sandwich shops, fresh fruit and vegetables and coffee.  Mostly I will miss the people I have met here.

In my wanderings today, I walked into a fabric shop and had one of those "aha" moments.  It is like wandering into a used book store like KINGS in Detroit, floor to ceiling bolts of beautiful wools, silks and lace in a very old building with lumpy floors that has been there from the beginning of time.  All these fabrics are made in Italy and that is why Italian clothing is so beautiful.  The name of the store is BASSETTI TESSUTI on Corso Vittorio Emanuele, 73.  My computer translation says it means "woven sideburns", but my computer sometimes translates very strangely.  Too bad I don't sew anymore.

I will post the rest of my pictures when I get home.  Caio.

My daily cafe

These are the two owners of the cafe I visit everyday.  It is called Cafe Good in Trastevere, just down the alley from my apartment.  Both men are very gracious and are appreciative of any new Italian I try to use.  I will miss this place.

Contemporary art show

On my way home yesterday, I wandered into a contemporary art exibition  that is in several building all over Rome. Hundreds of artists I have only heard of, but never had the opportunity to see their work, were represented by the gallery owners who represent their work.  One of my very favorites is the by photographer Vanessa Beecroft, who makes pictures that always touch me.  This is one of her photos of the black madonna.  The gallery owner offered what she considered a very good price on a smaller picture for only 15,000 euros.  I think I will have to be satisfied with my memory of it and this copy.

Piazzo di Fiori Market

Leather artist

This is Elisa Nepi, making a beautiful red belt for me.  She designs all of her work and creates purses that are unusual and well made.  Worth a trip to: Artiglanoato in cuilo, via del Chavari 39, 00186, Roma, Italy, Tel.-fax 06-68307297.  It is near Piazza di fiori.  My belt was only 27 euros.

Classmates

Finnish school and embassy