9/13/2007
new fall line: necklaces
i love halloween !
how does a dismembered
skeleton & pretty beads
work for you?
... just a sweet little autumn necklace.
new fall line: scarves
...this scarf is so much fun, yet elegantly soft. yes, those are real gemstones on the fringe.
...using richer colors with a variation of my decorative ends....
using soft luxurious yarns of earth-
tone blends....
... experimenting with making scarf pins.
6/10/2007
An Old Friend...
Out of the blue and unusually pleasant summer day, I got a phone call from an old friend, Elaine. I hadn’t heard from her in years. I do remember when I first moved back to my hometown I had left a message for her, but that was quite a while back. I didn’t think she would call back…I hadn’t kept in touch with her…maybe a few irregularly mailed Christmas cards or letters over the many years since college.
Elaine was always easy to talk to. I never felt out of place to plant a huge hug on her when we were in near proximity no matter how many years it had been. This time it was a phone call. After the shock of hearing her voice, we fell into the “catching-up game” like old pros without any awkward pauses. Both of us older, wiser, and with the “warranty” lapsing on similar body parts.
If I remember right, I met Elaine in a feminist art class in the mid 70’s. I was so use to “way-too-serious-art-students” who needed desperately to get a sense of humor (and probably get laid as well)…I think it was because I was one. She was this naturally beautiful girl with so much talent, intelligence & humor. I was drawn to her. We became fast friends & roommates & nabbed the best apartment in town. Though our living together was short & wonderful it ended I think because I returned to being a “way-too-serious-art-student-without-a-sense-of-humor”…if I was her I would have left sooner than later, but she stayed long enough to get me back from “the dark side” and for that I will always be grateful.
Do you remember that beach scene on “Sex in the City”…where Sarah Jessica Parker is throwing up on the beach and her friend is holding back her hair?? Even though she’s successful and looking beautiful in her designer clothes, a chance meeting of Mr. Big & his 20-something fiancée forces her to see what a fool she is…and though it’s been obvious to her friend who doesn’t say “I told you so”, but stays to hold back her hair and wash her friends’ face. In my case it was a half-ass attempt of an overdose. Though not lethal it kept me up all night in a drunken state with my legs cramping. Elaine massaged my legs all night to relieve the pain & watched over me when I was finally able to sleep.
I don’t know if Elaine will call back. If the talk about seeing each other again was like those chance meetings you have with acquaintances where you say “let’s do lunch” and never do. I use to think that I had to keep in touch with friends all the time to be “real friends”, but as I get older I don’t think there is a rule. Elaine will always be my friend (in my heart & mind). For a brief moment in time, she shared her laughter & tears with me. My only regret is that I feel she gave me more…more than I can ever give back.
Elaine was always easy to talk to. I never felt out of place to plant a huge hug on her when we were in near proximity no matter how many years it had been. This time it was a phone call. After the shock of hearing her voice, we fell into the “catching-up game” like old pros without any awkward pauses. Both of us older, wiser, and with the “warranty” lapsing on similar body parts.
If I remember right, I met Elaine in a feminist art class in the mid 70’s. I was so use to “way-too-serious-art-students” who needed desperately to get a sense of humor (and probably get laid as well)…I think it was because I was one. She was this naturally beautiful girl with so much talent, intelligence & humor. I was drawn to her. We became fast friends & roommates & nabbed the best apartment in town. Though our living together was short & wonderful it ended I think because I returned to being a “way-too-serious-art-student-without-a-sense-of-humor”…if I was her I would have left sooner than later, but she stayed long enough to get me back from “the dark side” and for that I will always be grateful.
Do you remember that beach scene on “Sex in the City”…where Sarah Jessica Parker is throwing up on the beach and her friend is holding back her hair?? Even though she’s successful and looking beautiful in her designer clothes, a chance meeting of Mr. Big & his 20-something fiancée forces her to see what a fool she is…and though it’s been obvious to her friend who doesn’t say “I told you so”, but stays to hold back her hair and wash her friends’ face. In my case it was a half-ass attempt of an overdose. Though not lethal it kept me up all night in a drunken state with my legs cramping. Elaine massaged my legs all night to relieve the pain & watched over me when I was finally able to sleep.
I don’t know if Elaine will call back. If the talk about seeing each other again was like those chance meetings you have with acquaintances where you say “let’s do lunch” and never do. I use to think that I had to keep in touch with friends all the time to be “real friends”, but as I get older I don’t think there is a rule. Elaine will always be my friend (in my heart & mind). For a brief moment in time, she shared her laughter & tears with me. My only regret is that I feel she gave me more…more than I can ever give back.
2/02/2007
Other views of my new studio...
my husband made this really nifty bead cart on wheels...it has carpeting on top so i can examine beads, a measuring tape so i can measure out beading wire, and pull-out drawers that carry clear plastic jars of beads...gives me an overview of the beads i have.
i wish everyone had a life partner like john...not only does he make me feel loved, but he can fix or build anything!
Living room...Schliving room!
it finally dawned on my husband that we are never going to have children (we're too old...denial is the last thing to go). he also realized that my studio was taking up way too much room from the family room. i don't cook, & john doesn't barbeque so both our families have resigned themselves to hosting any necessary family gatherings at their own homes, so a formal living room seems like such wasted space.
john has a thing for power tools (sorry, i've heard all the psychological crap about that...i might agree with it, but i love the power tools too....talk about chop saw envy!), so he has taken over the garage.
now i have some place i can spread out too!!!
john has a thing for power tools (sorry, i've heard all the psychological crap about that...i might agree with it, but i love the power tools too....talk about chop saw envy!), so he has taken over the garage.
now i have some place i can spread out too!!!
knock...knock...who's there?
finally, i'm back in. just to let everyone know...i was lost for a long while because i forgot my password and refused to admit that fact for a number of months. when i did remember, i quickly made an entry praising another indie designer and clicked to published but only got an on-going blinking circle that finally stopped to announced that my entry was lost for some unknown reason and may or may not be sorted out in a few days.
after a few days i checked back...but again i couldn't get into my blog site. i had written down my password so i knew that wasn't the problem...but you know what, I'M BACK!!...i don't care how it was done. there may be something very scientific to explain it or maybe there is a slight visual similarity between the wire sodering pattern on my motherboard to the baby jesus...but i'm not concerned...i'm just so happy I'M BACK!
after a few days i checked back...but again i couldn't get into my blog site. i had written down my password so i knew that wasn't the problem...but you know what, I'M BACK!!...i don't care how it was done. there may be something very scientific to explain it or maybe there is a slight visual similarity between the wire sodering pattern on my motherboard to the baby jesus...but i'm not concerned...i'm just so happy I'M BACK!
1/21/2007
I love Pashupatina
I love Pashupatina Necklaces... the site is gorgious and her designing style has so penetrated my thoughts I started to dream about how i could design my own pieces. I hope I don't cross the line of admiring to stealing...I've actually asked total strangers about this so as not to cross any lines. I am trying assymetrical and organic wire techniques, but hopefully kept my style, which is more traditional.
Thanks to all scarf lovers!
I would like to thank two very special women..."special" because they liked my scarves, and "very special" because they were so helpful in fine-tuning them...to size & shape, and color ranges:
Modela... 323 E. Market Street, Iowa City, IA
Home Body... 119 N. Main St., Suite 101, Blacksburg, VA
Please checkout their shops & support the indie designer.
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