Although half my checked bag was taken up by sewing stuff and things to work on, there has been little time for the luxury of a few handstitches.
Here's a little inspiration from my mother's blue glass collection. She used to be a wildly indiscriminate collector and would even hoard Noxema jars. This one I like a lot.
Sixty years ago today my Mom and Dad were married at the Episcopal Church in Armonk, New York.
Today I heard for the first time that they went to New York City for their honeymoon.
There was dinner at Billy Rose's Diamond Horseshoe restaurant where a rye whiskey and soda was 11.28 (in 1948!) and Jascha Heifetz serenaded the newlyweds at their table. They went to Radio City Music Hall, saw a Hitchcock movie "Rope" starring Jimmy Stewart and stayed at the Clinton Hotel.
This evening we celebrated together.
The bundles that spent the night in the dye container came out very underwhelming. Looking around you can see I have little taste or patience with pastels so they are on a back burner for the moment.
While rooting around in the stash I found these two hot little numbers that had been mummified with soy wax just waiting for something exciting to happen.
We'll see what transpires tomorrow.
Here are the bundles standing on their heads on a felt pad soaked in soda ash solution and sprinkles with some dye powder. I'll stay out of it for the night.
Jackie thought they looked like bones. Hmmm. Now that I look back on them, they did. I have to roll some more tonight and see what comes of it.
I made this jug in 20o3
at the Painted Potter and for the first time it's going to decant something delicious.
I'm mentally packing some art to take with me on an upcoming trip.
The blocks will be backgrounds for a new piece that will have some very different appliqued things along the lines of the recent sketches.
The little bundles are in for a dye experiment this evening. I'm tired of coming home exhausted, feeding
like a pig and then going to sleep.
Unused to working for a living, I have been putting in very long days and console myself with the knowledge that my schedule won't be like this when I get back from NY. Tonight, some music, some wine and some Arting around.
