i’m that bad

i should be out walking to the gym. the fog is gone and it’s sunny and i decided to step into the studio

for just a minute.

just one round of stitching.
turned into….four.

never mind the gym. all those guilty people will be there clogging up the machines trying to burn off thanksgiving indulgences.

i’ll do my yoga instead and watch the birds in the central garden and listen to raj sing.

and eat the dishwasher’s leftover arugula, bacon and gruyere bread pudding.

because it’s that good.
and i’m that bad.

i’m that bad

i should be out walking to the gym. the fog is gone and it’s sunny and i decided to step into the studio

for just a minute.

just one round of stitching.
turned into….four.

never mind the gym. all those guilty people will be there clogging up the machines trying to burn off thanksgiving indulgences.

i’ll do my yoga instead and watch the birds in the central garden and listen to raj sing.

and eat the dishwasher’s leftover arugula, bacon and gruyere bread pudding.

because it’s that good.
and i’m that bad.

i’m that bad

i should be out walking to the gym. the fog is gone and it’s sunny and i decided to step into the studio

for just a minute.

just one round of stitching.
turned into….four.

never mind the gym. all those guilty people will be there clogging up the machines trying to burn off thanksgiving indulgences.

i’ll do my yoga instead and watch the birds in the central garden and listen to raj sing.

and eat the dishwasher’s leftover arugula, bacon and gruyere bread pudding.

because it’s that good.
and i’m that bad.

S OR S

There’s a new guy in town. I can’t decide whether he looks suspicious or sinister. Maybe he’s both. He’ll be packing his bags and going off to Seattle in a few days to keep his beady little eyes on the new baby. Baby Benjamin.

I hope he likes him.

S OR S

There’s a new guy in town. I can’t decide whether he looks suspicious or sinister. Maybe he’s both. He’ll be packing his bags and going off to Seattle in a few days to keep his beady little eyes on the new baby. Baby Benjamin.

I hope he likes him.

S OR S

There’s a new guy in town. I can’t decide whether he looks suspicious or sinister. Maybe he’s both. He’ll be packing his bags and going off to Seattle in a few days to keep his beady little eyes on the new baby. Baby Benjamin.

I hope he likes him.

happiness can make you cry

I pull out this quilt at least once a year. It was made by the Dishwasher’s great Grandmother Lola and many others. They all signed their names in perfect chain stitch.
It is a marvel. I can identify a few stitches but most are new to me. I’ve been studying on it. Trying to figure out how some of them were done but I have a feeling many of them were made up as they went along. Compound stitches. They stitched along and thought maybe they’d add this one to that one and see how it looked. They used superior thread because none of it is damaged while some of the fabric has frayed badly. Some one’s pants or jacket. I’m certain not one bit of the fabric used was bought for the purpose of making a quilt.

Still stitching away on my own re purposed fabrics. I’m almost done on one. Machine stitching it which goes pretty fast. The other, my boy, that will take a while. I’m definitely hand stitching that one.
My hands are very busy.

happiness can make you cry

I pull out this quilt at least once a year. It was made by the Dishwasher’s great Grandmother Lola and many others. They all signed their names in perfect chain stitch.
It is a marvel. I can identify a few stitches but most are new to me. I’ve been studying on it. Trying to figure out how some of them were done but I have a feeling many of them were made up as they went along. Compound stitches. They stitched along and thought maybe they’d add this one to that one and see how it looked. They used superior thread because none of it is damaged while some of the fabric has frayed badly. Some one’s pants or jacket. I’m certain not one bit of the fabric used was bought for the purpose of making a quilt.

Still stitching away on my own re purposed fabrics. I’m almost done on one. Machine stitching it which goes pretty fast. The other, my boy, that will take a while. I’m definitely hand stitching that one.
My hands are very busy.

happiness can make you cry

I pull out this quilt at least once a year. It was made by the Dishwasher’s great Grandmother Lola and many others. They all signed their names in perfect chain stitch.
It is a marvel. I can identify a few stitches but most are new to me. I’ve been studying on it. Trying to figure out how some of them were done but I have a feeling many of them were made up as they went along. Compound stitches. They stitched along and thought maybe they’d add this one to that one and see how it looked. They used superior thread because none of it is damaged while some of the fabric has frayed badly. Some one’s pants or jacket. I’m certain not one bit of the fabric used was bought for the purpose of making a quilt.

Still stitching away on my own re purposed fabrics. I’m almost done on one. Machine stitching it which goes pretty fast. The other, my boy, that will take a while. I’m definitely hand stitching that one.
My hands are very busy.

Studio Sunday

this pink thing is a foulard. a headscarf I’m knitting. i was half way through and wondering at how long it was taking me especially since the needles are enormous when i realized I’d dropped a stitch way back at the beginning of time. oh lord baby Jesus. i had to tear it down to that last dropped stitch because i don’t know how to pick it up without tearing it all out. this is why god granted us patience.

the stitched face thing is a stitchery I’ve been working on (and mostly off ) for a long while. I’d printed some mathematical formulas on it to stitch and then threw the whole thing in a teapot to stain and when i sat down to do the stitching the formulas were gone. so. tea staining actually removes ink staining. for those of you who were wondering.

and the doll. i made her years ago. i think I’ve made one for every little girl I’ve ever known. my little Rastafarian dolls. this is the last of them. she seems very comfortable and amused watching all this brou ha ha. (sp?)

The blue elephant was a quick study. something I’d been thinking about. a blue elephant like Rachel’s cake in Rachel getting married. this is the second stitchery inspired by that movie. the first is still in progress as i stitch and tear and stitch and tear my way through to the end.

there are more ideas pouring in every day. this morning’s idea was of vessels. knitted or crocheted and maybe felted. long tall skinny vessels all standing along side each other. this isn’t a new idea it’s just bubbled up to the surface like it and others do from time to time when the pot is on full boil like it is right now.

Studio Sunday

this pink thing is a foulard. a headscarf I’m knitting. i was half way through and wondering at how long it was taking me especially since the needles are enormous when i realized I’d dropped a stitch way back at the beginning of time. oh lord baby Jesus. i had to tear it down to that last dropped stitch because i don’t know how to pick it up without tearing it all out. this is why god granted us patience.

the stitched face thing is a stitchery I’ve been working on (and mostly off ) for a long while. I’d printed some mathematical formulas on it to stitch and then threw the whole thing in a teapot to stain and when i sat down to do the stitching the formulas were gone. so. tea staining actually removes ink staining. for those of you who were wondering.

and the doll. i made her years ago. i think I’ve made one for every little girl I’ve ever known. my little Rastafarian dolls. this is the last of them. she seems very comfortable and amused watching all this brou ha ha. (sp?)

The blue elephant was a quick study. something I’d been thinking about. a blue elephant like Rachel’s cake in Rachel getting married. this is the second stitchery inspired by that movie. the first is still in progress as i stitch and tear and stitch and tear my way through to the end.

there are more ideas pouring in every day. this morning’s idea was of vessels. knitted or crocheted and maybe felted. long tall skinny vessels all standing along side each other. this isn’t a new idea it’s just bubbled up to the surface like it and others do from time to time when the pot is on full boil like it is right now.

Studio Sunday

this pink thing is a foulard. a headscarf I’m knitting. i was half way through and wondering at how long it was taking me especially since the needles are enormous when i realized I’d dropped a stitch way back at the beginning of time. oh lord baby Jesus. i had to tear it down to that last dropped stitch because i don’t know how to pick it up without tearing it all out. this is why god granted us patience.

the stitched face thing is a stitchery I’ve been working on (and mostly off ) for a long while. I’d printed some mathematical formulas on it to stitch and then threw the whole thing in a teapot to stain and when i sat down to do the stitching the formulas were gone. so. tea staining actually removes ink staining. for those of you who were wondering.

and the doll. i made her years ago. i think I’ve made one for every little girl I’ve ever known. my little Rastafarian dolls. this is the last of them. she seems very comfortable and amused watching all this brou ha ha. (sp?)

The blue elephant was a quick study. something I’d been thinking about. a blue elephant like Rachel’s cake in Rachel getting married. this is the second stitchery inspired by that movie. the first is still in progress as i stitch and tear and stitch and tear my way through to the end.

there are more ideas pouring in every day. this morning’s idea was of vessels. knitted or crocheted and maybe felted. long tall skinny vessels all standing along side each other. this isn’t a new idea it’s just bubbled up to the surface like it and others do from time to time when the pot is on full boil like it is right now.

a page from my book

I’ve been looking through my mess of recipes. Recently I found this little book I made 4 years ago. According to the back I made 10 but I think that’s a lie. I think I meant to make 10 but made maybe 5. Or 6. They all had the same recipes and pictures but I think I used different papers and doo dads for each one. Each recipe’s ingredient list was folded up and sealed with a wax and ribbon. The pages were made from waxed dipped burlap. I really enjoyed making these. I love this one I kept and actually cooked a recipe from it last week. The Thai Shrimp Bisque. Yum.

It’s almost Thanksgiving and one thing I am especially grateful for this year is that we’re not hosting dinner here. As much as we’ve enjoyed it through the years, this year I’m just not in much of a party mood. Plus I’ve been eating like it’s Thanksgiving all year now that the Dishwasher has discovered the joys of cooking. And how do you top last year’s almost burning down the studio? I say we stop while we’re ahead and go have dinner at Dad’s. Also I’d like to vote for having Duck instead of Turkey.

a page from my book

I’ve been looking through my mess of recipes. Recently I found this little book I made 4 years ago. According to the back I made 10 but I think that’s a lie. I think I meant to make 10 but made maybe 5. Or 6. They all had the same recipes and pictures but I think I used different papers and doo dads for each one. Each recipe’s ingredient list was folded up and sealed with a wax and ribbon. The pages were made from waxed dipped burlap. I really enjoyed making these. I love this one I kept and actually cooked a recipe from it last week. The Thai Shrimp Bisque. Yum.

It’s almost Thanksgiving and one thing I am especially grateful for this year is that we’re not hosting dinner here. As much as we’ve enjoyed it through the years, this year I’m just not in much of a party mood. Plus I’ve been eating like it’s Thanksgiving all year now that the Dishwasher has discovered the joys of cooking. And how do you top last year’s almost burning down the studio? I say we stop while we’re ahead and go have dinner at Dad’s. Also I’d like to vote for having Duck instead of Turkey.

a page from my book

I’ve been looking through my mess of recipes. Recently I found this little book I made 4 years ago. According to the back I made 10 but I think that’s a lie. I think I meant to make 10 but made maybe 5. Or 6. They all had the same recipes and pictures but I think I used different papers and doo dads for each one. Each recipe’s ingredient list was folded up and sealed with a wax and ribbon. The pages were made from waxed dipped burlap. I really enjoyed making these. I love this one I kept and actually cooked a recipe from it last week. The Thai Shrimp Bisque. Yum.

It’s almost Thanksgiving and one thing I am especially grateful for this year is that we’re not hosting dinner here. As much as we’ve enjoyed it through the years, this year I’m just not in much of a party mood. Plus I’ve been eating like it’s Thanksgiving all year now that the Dishwasher has discovered the joys of cooking. And how do you top last year’s almost burning down the studio? I say we stop while we’re ahead and go have dinner at Dad’s. Also I’d like to vote for having Duck instead of Turkey.