Sunday, December 28, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
This top was not quite big enough for a working quilt so I rummaged about in the stash and came up with a bizarre piece of hand dye that seems just about right. The flannel back on this one had been waiting for this job for about 25 years. Tibetan Prayer Flags - the images are contemporary, the language unwritten except in the heart. This set, $SOLD. More when I can.
Saturday, December 06, 2008
Thursday, December 04, 2008
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
"Needleturning at Sunrise"
16"x 12.5" unmounted
Machine pieced and hand appliqued cottons that have been hand dyed and painted with metallic acrylic paint. This piece was exhibited at 2006 - Considering Quilts '06" at the Atlantic Center for the Arts.
please email me for availability
Two other pieces "Stigmata" and "Blues Bound" are now up on the Like Hotcakes site also at gift giving prices!
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
There are two apple pies in the oven tonight so there will be no mid-oven collisions tomorrow morning. While the turkey is cooking, I will try to get some studio time in and do that "mounting small works on canvas" documentary. Until then, this blast from the past:
Wednesday, November 23, 2005My husband just called with the good news that he had tracked down a store that carries Bell's Seasoning, without which it just ain't Thanksgiving. I should have done this weeks ago. Once again, Jimmy saves the day. He bought five boxes and I bet I could stand out on the corner of Gloster & Highway 29 and sell it for 10 bucks a box to the rest of the Yankee slackers living in this neck of the woods but in my pity over their weeping gratitude, I would give it away.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
I've been tagged with a meme.
You know, the one where you are supposed to reveal seven little known things about yourself.
These memes have always made me uncomfortable for a variety of reasons. Who cares and if they do, why? These questions niggle. Who wants read that I was a dancing duck in a third grade ballet? Who cares that I pick up hitchhiking turtles if the traffic will permit.
And then, there is the writer in me squealing to rise to the writer's challenge which is (in my opinion) the challenge to lie compellingly, provocatively, and spectacularly.
Hard to resist that challenge especially when the thing many people already know about me is that I am easily amused. I have told myself jokes in my sleep and woken up laughing, tears streaming from the corners of my sleepy eyes. My Goodman will attest to this.
That's three things already and two too many.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
As you can see by the overlay of my trusty 12x12 studio assistant, I came pretty close to staying "in bounds" so there will be a little design dribbling off the sides of the canvas once this one gets stretched.
Charming, ain't he? He looks like my brother-in-law the Hunyak.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Now that I have the process down and know what the machines require of me (change the thread color and push the start button) I plan on investigating the limits of the software package that comes free with this model.
The software is supposed to be able import almost any digital image and convert it to a design that the machine can then stitch out...now, that intrigues me as much as duplicating the pre-set designs leaves me yawning.
Of course I tinkered with the color scheme offered with this hummingbird and you have the ability to mirror or flip the image but that's it.
When I go back to work on Tuesday I plan on seeing what the Topaz30 will make of my "Waltzing Asses"
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
Sunday, November 09, 2008
Saturday, November 08, 2008
Friday, November 07, 2008
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
One moment we are here, the next we are where? Snipped from this life, I like to think, to the place and in the company of our heart's...
Play it again Sam.
Colin modeled a bit when he was a baby. How could he not, as cute as this and he was a laughin' fool the minute anyone broke out a ...
writing I have been idly dreaming about having a small, vintage manual typewriter, as if that would help. I don't even know i...
I'm researching fish faces for a piece I'm working on. Ever take a close look at their eyes? I used to fish a lot when I was a kid ...
Not waiting for a surprise cold snap. Mr. & Mrs. Wilson, the swedish ivys were totally out of control. Bits of them have taken hold in...
Not so fierce anymore. It's hard to say if the intensity loss was due to the advanced age of the dyes or the temps outside which were c...
It's a Charlie Monday. We spend the whole day together working it out. He is a delightful tornado of life and love. There is no doin...
Mom's Christmas cactus is struggling. I have to find the right kind of soil and a decent clay pot it can become rootbound in. Any advi...
Always one for illicit activity.. I'm peddling cloth again. You know who you are and you know you want it. Go thaw your credit ...
2008 no pumpkins and no posers this year.