handstories

post-yesterday

    The first gift was having Blue come home for his spring break at midnight Friday night, and give the very first greeting for my new year.  

    Yesterday, we drove in pouring rain to see the last stop of the Fiber Fusion show.  

    It was nice to see both of my pieces near each other (top right and in the case.  Leslie Levenson's "Maple Tree" on the left).

    "Wanderlust" Booklet.

    "As It Is and Should Be"

    There was carrot cake.

    And stitching- appliquéing more stones, mostly from gifted cloth.

    They turned into pockets.

    With messages written inside.

    There is more to say about this- the gifts, pockets, messages . . . about gratitude and acceptance, and seeing Self.  I'm still working through it, trying to get clear.  

    There is sunshine today.

it's been a wild couple of days...

   Beginning with this woman, our host for the Remix event at the Seattle Art Museum, on Friday night.

    A few of us, from our singing group, performed for twenty minutes at the event. 

    What a happening!  We definitely felt like the old folks in the room, but it was a lot of fun to be a part of.  

    Saturday evening was the reception for the second stop of Fiber Fusion.

    My "wanderlust" booklet was included at this venue. (more here.)

    In addition to "As it is, and should be" (more here)

    Another lovely event.  There is still one more show to go . . . our concert tomorrow night.  Then it will be time for some quiet-alone-with-just-the-family days (sighed the overdone introvert).

ticking off the birthday wish list

    Today we drove over the mountains to spend a couple of hours at the Fiber Fusion exhibit.  The works of Fifty-something textile artists were represented.  There was everything from quilts to a giant sock made from dozens of sock monkeys.

    Photos were discouraged, but I took this one of Layne Goldsmith (one of the jurors) giving juror remarks.  Do you see that small piece, just next to her left thumb?  It's this piece!  (I talked about it here.)

    The show will travel to three more venues in Washington over the next year.  I also entered one of the booklets, it was accepted for the last (& largest) venue.

    There is more to say about this experience, but it's hot and late (it was a 7 hr. round trip drive!).  I do want to say that it was a lovely and very good for me couple of hours.

signs of contentment

    I wish the light would cooperate,

I wish I could share the softness of it,

and I wish there were words for the story it holds,

"as it is, and should be" comes close.

"self-sandwich:  signs of contentment"

etched

    I am feeling very undefined these days.  

    And I'm not sure how I feel about that, but I think I'm o.k. with it.

    (And I'm not sure how I feel about that.)

 

something new to nibble on

    I'm taking a break from the round and round of the vest and the blanket (although I did go around the park again today, and no, I didn't like it any better this time).

    Last weekend there was a play date with the dye pots . . . walnuts and black beans.  Without rhyme or reason, I couldn't even tell you which piece came out of what.

    It matches the sky and feels like a sandwich.

   It's good to be wandering in a small space again.