Art** give-away!

SUNDAY THE 11TH !!!

Since this is my 500th post, and I’ve rounded both 500 subscribers (followers sounds like I’m some sort of guru), 5000 comments, a 50th birthday, and 60,000 views this summer, and the fact that despite uncomfortable interruptions I am indeed sometimes painting again after more than 20 years not, I thought we would have a fun little competition. Or we could celebrate that my ponies have been shedding their summer coats since the end of July, promising a long and cold winter perfect for indoor crafting. Incidentally, today it’s also my mum’s birthday, so let’s celebrate her too. Continue reading “Art** give-away!”

A score and a start

Thrift shop find: Hand mangle. Lacking its roller, as they often do, because people have used them for wall decorations. So I need to find a longish dowel or pipe at least 5 cm (2″) in diameter to be able to try it out, but for a couple of bucks I thought I just had to get it. And a horse! I don’t know if it’s old or just a copy either, but it’s the first time I see one out of a museum.

mangle

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What’s happening with my weaving?

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More or less nothing actually! Which feels really weird after being so obsessed with it for a while, but in fact it’s very natural. I can’t do all the things all the time but I need the occasional shift in focus. Doing just one thing seems like having to eat the same food 3 x 365, even if it’s your favourite.

But I haven’t grown tired of it, in fact it just started out that way, a piece of cloth I didn’t enjoy making and since it required a lot of focus and counting I can’t just get it done and be over with. And then your focus slips away even without headaches. Oh, and did I mention that it’s really skinny thread, the fabric is as thin as fine bed sheets. Continue reading “What’s happening with my weaving?”

At the knick knack shop

Daft me didn’t even consider making this a blog post until the day after, so I won’t be showing you any pix from the actual shop of all the things I didn’t buy.

We have in DK a chain of shops that are a little nicer than your average dollar store with plastic and glitter doodads. They specialize in baskets, glassware, notebooks, well, lots of things, but their displays are just cosier with wooden crates and things arranged nicely. They want to look more like an old fashioned shop with candy in glass jars and brown paper bags. Continue reading “At the knick knack shop”