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February 24, 2010
the rain we had been promised for a week finally arrived last night washing away all the yellow pine pollen that was covering town and beating down the tulips that were blooming in the front yard. i cut them and brought them inside this morning and now instead of hanging their closed little heads they’re wide open. that’s what they do right before they die so i’m not sure bringing them in was such a good idea but they are still stunning.

meanwhile lu is still in her new box bed and refuses to get out this morning. she’s spent more time in that bed since we brought it home on saturday than she has out and now that it’s raining there is little chance of coaxing her out unless i get a crane to lift and deposit her outside or i’ll just wait for the dishwasher to come lift her. she looks small but she weighs 5 tons easy especially when she doesn’t want to move. that’s her super power. she can make herself extremely heavy.

also arriving last night.
frogs!
rrribitt.

 
February 24, 2010
the rain we had been promised for a week finally arrived last night washing away all the yellow pine pollen that was covering town and beating down the tulips that were blooming in the front yard. i cut them and brought them inside this morning and now instead of hanging their closed little heads they’re wide open. that’s what they do right before they die so i’m not sure bringing them in was such a good idea but they are still stunning.

meanwhile lu is still in her new box bed and refuses to get out this morning. she’s spent more time in that bed since we brought it home on saturday than she has out and now that it’s raining there is little chance of coaxing her out unless i get a crane to lift and deposit her outside or i’ll just wait for the dishwasher to come lift her. she looks small but she weighs 5 tons easy especially when she doesn’t want to move. that’s her super power. she can make herself extremely heavy.

also arriving last night.
frogs!
rrribitt.

 
February 23, 2010
quilt


i made this quilt almost 20 years ago, when i first moved to this town.
 
i don’t recall what initially moved me to make it only that i began experimenting with different dyeing techniques, using cold water dyes on unbleached cotton i tie dyed, moved on to shibori and then over dyeing and then stenciling and discharging. after i had a pretty good collection of luscious colors, i began tearing them into strips of various widths and lengths,sewing those together cutting them again at random then laying them out on the floor in my bedroom. i didn’t have any design or theme or pattern in mind i was just captivated by the color and feel of these fabrics and it became a puzzle to work through,one of my favorite pastimes.
i used freezer paper to make the stencils of the figures and bleach to discharge rather than add color to define them.
then the stitching began. i started with stitching an outline around the figures before i started the little circles.

 i don’t recall how long it took but looking at it now it seems it had to have taken a hundred years! all those tiny little stitches! again it wasn’t planned but done on the fly, starting anywhere, sticking my needle through and stitching outward in a spiral until i got tired of it moving onto another spot from which to begin another spiral until they all “met up” with each other. there are a couple of spots where i didn’t spiral probably when i thought i’d had enough but i didn’t do very much of that i always returned to the spiral.

i went on and did a series of quilts with these fabrics but this one remains my favorite and always hangs somewhere in the house.

February 23, 2010
quilt


i made this quilt almost 20 years ago, when i first moved to this town.
 
i don’t recall what initially moved me to make it only that i began experimenting with different dyeing techniques, using cold water dyes on unbleached cotton i tie dyed, moved on to shibori and then over dyeing and then stenciling and discharging. after i had a pretty good collection of luscious colors, i began tearing them into strips of various widths and lengths,sewing those together cutting them again at random then laying them out on the floor in my bedroom. i didn’t have any design or theme or pattern in mind i was just captivated by the color and feel of these fabrics and it became a puzzle to work through,one of my favorite pastimes.
i used freezer paper to make the stencils of the figures and bleach to discharge rather than add color to define them.
then the stitching began. i started with stitching an outline around the figures before i started the little circles.

 i don’t recall how long it took but looking at it now it seems it had to have taken a hundred years! all those tiny little stitches! again it wasn’t planned but done on the fly, starting anywhere, sticking my needle through and stitching outward in a spiral until i got tired of it moving onto another spot from which to begin another spiral until they all “met up” with each other. there are a couple of spots where i didn’t spiral probably when i thought i’d had enough but i didn’t do very much of that i always returned to the spiral.

i went on and did a series of quilts with these fabrics but this one remains my favorite and always hangs somewhere in the house.

February 22, 2010

my dear partner always reminds me that it’s all about re-framing.

 
it doesn’t take much to do. look at the situation and have your fit, rend your garments and pull your hair and then turn it all upside down, sideways and backwards then jiggle it a little like an etch a sketch until it looks like you want it to, or at least so it doesn’t make you want to scream.
you can do this with anything that is not pleasing to you, say like, having to go to work which i really didn’t want to do today but here i am making myself a cup of tea, reading and about to eat some flourless chocolate walnut cookies.
shutting up now.

  

February 22, 2010

my dear partner always reminds me that it’s all about re-framing.

 
it doesn’t take much to do. look at the situation and have your fit, rend your garments and pull your hair and then turn it all upside down, sideways and backwards then jiggle it a little like an etch a sketch until it looks like you want it to, or at least so it doesn’t make you want to scream.
you can do this with anything that is not pleasing to you, say like, having to go to work which i really didn’t want to do today but here i am making myself a cup of tea, reading and about to eat some flourless chocolate walnut cookies.
shutting up now.

  

February 22, 2010

my dear partner always reminds me that it’s all about re-framing.

 
it doesn’t take much to do. look at the situation and have your fit, rend your garments and pull your hair and then turn it all upside down, sideways and backwards then jiggle it a little like an etch a sketch until it looks like you want it to, or at least so it doesn’t make you want to scream.
you can do this with anything that is not pleasing to you, say like, having to go to work which i really didn’t want to do today but here i am making myself a cup of tea, reading and about to eat some flourless chocolate walnut cookies.
shutting up now.

  

February 21, 2010
Sunday Nest Tour
this is lu in a rare vertical moment. she’s been in her new bed most of the day snuggled up with her new toy fox








 
 
but she found something much better than the fox and her new bed
 

 my poor weepy dishwasher,up most of the night with an upset tummy and down for the count today







 
if i can squeeze in there i’d like to join them and continue stitching.
i’m seeing squiggles of lines. threads and snippets of paper dropped on the studio floor,the dryer tumbling our clothes making beautiful rainy sunday music.
 
 
a small bouquet of what’s blooming in the yard this day.
along with the tulips are daffodils, snowdrops, lavender, roses, lemons, hardenbergia and lilies.
sunday in the garden 
here 

 

February 21, 2010
Sunday Garden Tour
 
back door bell
nasturtiums are creeping in everywhere, but not a blossom in sight. yet.














the daffodils are everywhere as well.














the succulent lady, up to her nose in it.











 
snapdragons and lemons in the potting garden.
 



conversation









 
the brooms like everything else being consumed by the nasturtium.
 



calendula in the driveway











tulips in the front yard






we had modest plans to get to work back there but it looks like it will have to wait another week. 
rain forecasted for the next few days.

nest tour here


February 21, 2010
Sunday Nest Tour
this is lu in a rare vertical moment. she’s been in her new bed most of the day snuggled up with her new toy fox








 
 
but she found something much better than the fox and her new bed
 

 my poor weepy dishwasher,up most of the night with an upset tummy and down for the count today







 
if i can squeeze in there i’d like to join them and continue stitching.
i’m seeing squiggles of lines. threads and snippets of paper dropped on the studio floor,the dryer tumbling our clothes making beautiful rainy sunday music.
 
 
a small bouquet of what’s blooming in the yard this day.
along with the tulips are daffodils, snowdrops, lavender, roses, lemons, hardenbergia and lilies.
sunday in the garden 
here 

 
February 21, 2010
Sunday Nest Tour
this is lu in a rare vertical moment. she’s been in her new bed most of the day snuggled up with her new toy fox








 
 
but she found something much better than the fox and her new bed
 

 my poor weepy dishwasher,up most of the night with an upset tummy and down for the count today







 
if i can squeeze in there i’d like to join them and continue stitching.
i’m seeing squiggles of lines. threads and snippets of paper dropped on the studio floor,the dryer tumbling our clothes making beautiful rainy sunday music.
 
 
a small bouquet of what’s blooming in the yard this day.
along with the tulips are daffodils, snowdrops, lavender, roses, lemons, hardenbergia and lilies.
sunday in the garden 
here 

 
February 19, 2010

last night my phone rang
while i was in a deep heavy sleep and though i went to sleep expecting the call by the time it came my body had long been abandoned, thrown into a dark mossy well. i was an enormous barnacle covered whale of a thing slithering through mud. it took about a month to discover and operate my arm and then there were words i had to form and though i could sense them floating around in my mind i couldn’t quite reach them and when finally i did my mouth seemed to be lined with felt. i had questions but almost as soon as i thought them i lost interest, all i wanted was to go back into that mossy cave but of course i couldn’t.
i hate when that happens.
 
this morning my ring tone is on continuous play in my head and i’m afraid it’s going to wear tiny holes in my skull and what’s left of my brain will seep out, so i’m looking for a new ring tone.