Monday, March 30, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Back before people were asking "What would Jesus do?" or "What would Buddha do?" I was asking my self "What would Jiminy Cricket do?". I am part of an entire subset of Baby Boomers who relied on the Disney insect for their common sense training and the development of a healthy sense of self-preservation. Even before it was trendy, I has a suspicion that my parents were clueless but I would listen carefully to the bug. That being said, here's my new-to-me beach cruiser and me with no beach. Still, I'll wear out the neighborhood and my knees on it now that we can step outside without drowning. Nifty, eh?
The song may be "I'm no Fool" but that was the card that fell from the deck in the full moonlight last night and I find it happily appropriate.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Sunday, March 08, 2009
Saturday, March 07, 2009
There was an entire aircraft hangar sized building where it looked like someone had used a bulldozer to push piles of fabric into long rows. That stuff was being sold by the pound (1.50 per) and I got about 40 feet of 300 count, king sized sheeting, white, printed with a .50x 1.50 beige grid...BACKING fabric for the straight-line challenged! There was also a huge piece of sanded cotton duck and another damask tablecloth.
I'm especially excited about the giagunda dimensions of some of these pieces. Big things in the works.
I dreamed that I was working on a piece that was very large - feet by feet large - and someone was telling me that I was committing Fiber Art Career Suicide by working that big. My reply "What career?"
Friday, March 06, 2009
Monday, March 02, 2009
Sunday, March 01, 2009
This is the trial run of Bathtub Gin Dirty Threads. Another learning experience underway. Turns out that this herb drying rack did not go...
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.