Friday, January 13, 2017
condition dark
When all you want to do is talk to someone and you can't so you talk to yourself, but it doesn't help. You run out of words and tears after a while and go still.
Then you listen. In the stillness, there is music and voices from your heart and you go on.
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(this wonderful photo by Lynn McCarthy)
Thursday, January 12, 2017
ennui
"a feeling of listlessness and dissatisfaction arising from a lack of occupation or excitement."
I took enough French in high school to know what "le mot juste" means. They usually have a beautiful word for something shitty. "Ennui" is one of them. I'm not usually prone to such nonsense. I guess, at this time of year, it's better than the flu.
I know I've been awol here for some time. Little to nothing to report on the fiber front other than I'm still in the process of repurposing the studio. Not phasing out fiber entirely. Just looking for a clean slate I guess. The
Closet from Hell has been sorted and ordered, mostly. My biggest issue if dealing with the storage of finished work.
I have made the decision to do any further reporting here, doing everything I can to get away from the depressing quagmire called FB. And I used to think that online scrabble was a time suck! Instead of bitching I'm going to mine it for the good stuff and provide the linkage here, even if it's only for my own amusement.
So, stand by, things will be picking up around here shortly. What and how remains to be seen but, I'm going back to being my own best audience, regardless of what
I took enough French in high school to know what "le mot juste" means. They usually have a beautiful word for something shitty. "Ennui" is one of them. I'm not usually prone to such nonsense. I guess, at this time of year, it's better than the flu.
I know I've been awol here for some time. Little to nothing to report on the fiber front other than I'm still in the process of repurposing the studio. Not phasing out fiber entirely. Just looking for a clean slate I guess. The
Closet from Hell has been sorted and ordered, mostly. My biggest issue if dealing with the storage of finished work.
I have made the decision to do any further reporting here, doing everything I can to get away from the depressing quagmire called FB. And I used to think that online scrabble was a time suck! Instead of bitching I'm going to mine it for the good stuff and provide the linkage here, even if it's only for my own amusement.
So, stand by, things will be picking up around here shortly. What and how remains to be seen but, I'm going back to being my own best audience, regardless of what
Friday, January 06, 2017
fresh out of kumbaya
Thinking about ways cloth speaks. Banners, uniforms.
If I hang this in my front yard, there would be serious repercussions. The same if I were to hang the confederate flag. Passions run high when people are afraid.
Thursday, January 05, 2017
Bonny blue
This color is being confrontational with me lately. "Bonny Blue" was discontinued some years back. It refuses to disappear. Ok.
Tuesday, January 03, 2017
the dregs
A cold and rainy day was a great excuse to not start my daily walking routine. Who really wants pneumonia?
There was a long-promised piece of repair work to do. Of course, mending called for the great annual cleanout of the river basket. I found things in there that have been missing for months! My favorite knife. A book of stamps. Lots of unspooled thread in nests. No mice.
So I bagged and sorted and discarded and relocated for a while. Got the mending done.
These bits were floating around under everything else. I'll keep them together and see if they strike up a voice.
That mending? About forty tiny, blind stitches. white on white. It looks like I was never there.
There was a long-promised piece of repair work to do. Of course, mending called for the great annual cleanout of the river basket. I found things in there that have been missing for months! My favorite knife. A book of stamps. Lots of unspooled thread in nests. No mice.
So I bagged and sorted and discarded and relocated for a while. Got the mending done.
These bits were floating around under everything else. I'll keep them together and see if they strike up a voice.
That mending? About forty tiny, blind stitches. white on white. It looks like I was never there.
Sunday, January 01, 2017
Saturday, December 17, 2016
Choo choo Charlie
Tuesday, December 13, 2016
Wet and raw Georgia winter
All my houseplants are back inside now, possible residents included. The last warm-up was their last chance to make a break for it. But I am going to find some worms to put into the soil around the plants. If there are hungry frogs or lizards in the foliage, well. worms.
I set up the wandering office in the bedroom this morning so I could listen to the rain as I worked.
It used to be that there was always a TV on in the house somewhere, droning away. The "clank, clank" opening sounds of "Law and Order" were like the chiming of a grandfather clock. I've cut the cord with Comcast and the house is very quiet now. Too quiet sometimes.
I'm shopping for a used, old school stereo system - the kind with speakers that could double as end tables. And a turntable!
We have a lot of vinyl going to waste. As long as I still have 50% of my hearing, I'm not letting that go to waste either. Screw the neighbors.
Storyteller keeps me on task as I work.
Sweetie is the best office assistant when this is the office. She knows where and how to be useful.
I set up the wandering office in the bedroom this morning so I could listen to the rain as I worked.
It used to be that there was always a TV on in the house somewhere, droning away. The "clank, clank" opening sounds of "Law and Order" were like the chiming of a grandfather clock. I've cut the cord with Comcast and the house is very quiet now. Too quiet sometimes.
I'm shopping for a used, old school stereo system - the kind with speakers that could double as end tables. And a turntable!
We have a lot of vinyl going to waste. As long as I still have 50% of my hearing, I'm not letting that go to waste either. Screw the neighbors.
Storyteller keeps me on task as I work.
Saturday, December 10, 2016
DIY or call me.
This is Orion approving of a set of window seat cushions I made for his pleasure.
Tomorrow I'll be taking the featherweight and all other pertinent crap to custom fit some closet drapes at his place. There's no decorating challenge that can't be met with a few yards of store-bought batik.
And you thought I was lolling on a beach somewhere.
Saturday, December 03, 2016
The Annual Crochet fail
I don't really know how to crochet. It's kind of a spiders-on-acid effect with more or less "air" depending on my mood.
Over the course of a few hours while watching TV, I cranked out an irregularly shaped piece about a foot square before I had to start work.
By the end of my shift (spent at a keyboard) my right wrist was in fierce pain. Aleve and rest and leave that stuff alone!
Would anyone like some yarn?
Wednesday, November 30, 2016
Shop Keeping
Spent the morning ripping and packing. Fat Baggies were shipped today and I made some unassigned to owners so all I'll have to do is slap on an address and postage.
I keep wondering if and when I'm going to run out of interesting cloth, then I find another tub out of the closet, start picking and stop wondering. I think they are breeding in there the way wire coat hangers used to when you left two in the front closet. Believe it or not, these six are identical in source fabrics, that way it's very unlikely that you'll get two pieces of fabric alike in one order. New addition - pieces of a rayon velvet scarf in deep red shading to chestnut from my very first adventures in dyeing.
I keep wondering if and when I'm going to run out of interesting cloth, then I find another tub out of the closet, start picking and stop wondering. I think they are breeding in there the way wire coat hangers used to when you left two in the front closet. Believe it or not, these six are identical in source fabrics, that way it's very unlikely that you'll get two pieces of fabric alike in one order. New addition - pieces of a rayon velvet scarf in deep red shading to chestnut from my very first adventures in dyeing.
Monday, November 28, 2016
Charlie Monday
Thursday, November 24, 2016
Happy Thanksgiving
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 advice from experts would be welcome.
The turkey is in the oven. Our tribe is very small this year. Jake, Missy, and Charlie are over the river and through the woods. Colin has the tail end of the flu so guests were warned off. I could allow for melancholy but there's too much to be thankful for. Balance, even now. Happy Thanksgiving.
Time for work in the studio. Peel a few potatoes and then beck to revisions.
The turkey is in the oven. Our tribe is very small this year. Jake, Missy, and Charlie are over the river and through the woods. Colin has the tail end of the flu so guests were warned off. I could allow for melancholy but there's too much to be thankful for. Balance, even now. Happy Thanksgiving.
Time for work in the studio. Peel a few potatoes and then beck to revisions.
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