perfect weekend

There was great pool time. Seems like I'm seeing more and more leaves on the water and I don't want to dwell on the idea that summer is counting down. Once I got that kid's quilt finished up I felt free to start poking around in the mess, finding some of the fabrics I've been creating and seeing if they have anything to say to me or each other. Looks like a start. I've been falling into a pattern of making order with the grids and rows of dots so I'm going along with that flow. So far this one is all machine stitching but there will be some handwork too as in Gate of Grace. Looks like the rain delay is over, but I'll catch this one from the bedroom. It's been a long and steamy day.

stirrings

Things are stirring in the studio - primarily a large spider who has taken up residence between my chair and the window. I will have to evict him soon. A commissioned first grader's quilt is coming together. Good thing I like her fabric choices as the making of the thing is uninspiring. There are some new beads to contemplate and I've arrived at the comfort zone with my new skill level at the office. Last night I was able to listen to a ballgame (a nilebiter, but we lost ) and do some crocheting between calls. I've been enjoying my own little go bag and so thought I'd make up a few for sale in October. These beads will figure in somewhere with the final design. I keep thinking about how my park critter would work and the moss on Judes roof made me wonder about how one encourages moss to form and what sort of surface would support it and not suffer.

doctor's office doodle & 3D thinking

Sitting in traffic on the way to doctor's office ::a snatch of info from NPR regarding Henry Moore at Atlanta Botanical Gardens::: Inching past Shorty Howell Park in the rain and I'm thinking "they could use some sheltered seating" It's really big. Shelters six strangers and a dozen close friends. Metal would make a good drum circle setting. Fiberglass would make it affordable. and toxic. Sprayed concrete with color mixed in? Those dented marshmellows are seating. My mind wanders and I forget the turn into Whole Foods. The Chinese eggplant will be waiting for me on Saturday. Diagnosis:: left trochanter bursitis & poss lumbar stenosis. treatment - PT. what fun! At HoAnns my coupons don't help. A very small pot of red clay is 17$ Now to research making paper mache with the Craft Whore. I like her approach. Can you imagine? Two kids and I never did paper mache, at least I can't remember it. Speaking of kids, Colin's girlfriend Raquel is a singer/songwriter and tonight at 10PM on MTV one of her songs will be used in a "Real World Cancun" episode!

Love at First Bite

On my first week of a low carbohydrate diet, I would have bet the ranch that a place like this would open it's door about a quarter mile from my house! One of the things we lamented when we moved to GA from NY was the lack of real pizza. Weep no more! I don't know how far you would go for a really first rate pizza but if you live in the vicinity, treat yourself. Look for the wheelbarrow growing fresh herbs out in front. So far we've only tried the pizza and it's the real deal.

caesura

The box of flea market treasures arrived on Friday and I boiled and roasted everything. So far I'm not galvanized to bring on the colors. It's the heat and humidity for sure. The only time I feel at peace and comfort these days is when I'm in the pool but, hey, it's summertime. Everyone is feeling the dog days drooling. I feel like a surfer sitting on the board on a glassy sea only I'm not looking over my shoulder at the horizon for a wave to come. I'm looking at the shore thinking about paddling in, laying face down in the sand and listening to a ball game on an old transistor radio. I will pat myself on the head for polishing off a 2o item to-do list yesterday (so it took me since Friday, what of it?) including getting my Day of the Dead quilt sleeved and shipped off to the Everhart Museum and "Hope Rising"off to Dr Carolyn Mazloomi to be photographed for inclusion in her upcoming book and a touring exhibit. I'm also terribly flattered to hear that a certain Famous Artist intends on bidding all her golden choppers for a piece I donated to a certain auction to be named once the bidding starts. And here I will allow myself a rant. Kids here in GA are already back to school and the marketing is at frenzy level. This overhead on a local commercial radio advertisement. Young teen male whines "If I don't get those jeans I'm dead!" PLEASE go lie down in the weeds first so the vultures can clean up quickly.