Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Monday, October 22, 2012
facing the work week
It was such a great weekend that I plan to wrap myself in the good feelings and fly them into the next five days. We cooked (chili and home made chicken noodle soup) enough that no one has to monkey around in the kitchen much for a few days. A little laundry and vacuuming out of the way early and I'm already thinking nap.
There was a little picking up (in preparation for the new closet shelves that I have been putting off) which revealed that I four large works in progress and at least two on the mind-shelf.And last night I somehow convinced myself that I needed to make a calavera since it's been that kind of year.
There was a little picking up (in preparation for the new closet shelves that I have been putting off) which revealed that I four large works in progress and at least two on the mind-shelf.And last night I somehow convinced myself that I needed to make a calavera since it's been that kind of year.
Sunday, October 21, 2012
more help in the studio
Saturday, October 20, 2012
tight focus
I got an early start again today and was alone in the house for most of the morning. Anyone who does free-motion quilting will know that you can become quite oblivious to anything other than sewing your fingers to the piece. (If I do not find a proper FMQ foot for this Janome I'm going to freak). Stitching loosely woven cloth like damask is pesky as hell. The cloth will do every thing in it's power to avoid the needle.
I had stopped sewing to replace an empty bobbin when a hairy paw reached through the harp followed by it's body (who barely made the squeeze) .
Sweetie insisted it was time to stop that noise and do something else with my day. A split second after this shot, I got the gentle face-bite.
I had stopped sewing to replace an empty bobbin when a hairy paw reached through the harp followed by it's body (who barely made the squeeze) .
Sweetie insisted it was time to stop that noise and do something else with my day. A split second after this shot, I got the gentle face-bite.
Friday, October 19, 2012
with a witness
All this closet digging and retrospection had me asking myself about all the large, machine stitched pieces I was so focused on five years ago - what was the draw?
I made a point of NOT taking peek back at those pieces and just set about this one before the sun was really up this morning. It's about 5 feet wide and will go under the needle tomorrow with out too much further ado.
then I went looking and found Roadkill from '08 and remembered why.
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