Category Archives: In the Company of Cloth

notes from a quilter, collage artist, fabric collector

Grey grey grey

Constant beeping today. I think they’ve finished the hole around the block and now need to maneuver a succession of dump trucks to the curb to be filled. It’s faint, the beeping, and still I hate it.

From weekend

There is a severe weather warning in effect. These almost never mean anything anymore. A little snow maybe?

I needle-sculpted her face and gave her some hair.

She’s a right old hag. I’ll be adding more hair. More definition to the blouse.

And speaking of hair.

I’ll be getting to recent comments shortly. Gotta make some black bean soup first. It IS cold out.

It’s been a while

I hadn’t toured the backyard in a minute. Look what I found.

Our old stump.

And these things! Wasp galls again? Whatever they are, I won’t be bringing them into the house.

From a step back.

Virginia bluebells emerging like heads of romaine. Brave hyacinth.

Our blanket will be bigger than the crib quilt.

Pieced it today while listening to as much of the hearing on the Hill as I could stand. I have two comments. One, Garland should resign. And, I don’t think it went exactly the way the Republicans wanted it to. Dems highlighting the differences between what Biden did and what trump did was damning.

Sidewalks and bedrock

3/8
“Reading the sidewalk”
is nothing less than scanning
for small miracles.

3/6
Dragon litter must
mean something auspicious like
“Obstacles melting.”

Two of these photos are from walking to the dentist yesterday. Monday I go back for — wait for it — MY NEW Front TOOTH!

This is one of three jackhammering sites within a block of my house. It’s been pretty much continuous from mid-summer til now. Here, they’re making a hole for an underground parking garage. Twelve unit building on top — or is it only nine? None will be “affordable” by any common sense meaning of the word.

The only blessing here? This project is not audible from inside the house. I only hope they’re done before I want to sit out on the deck again.

PS. I got the Bernina going again. Maybe it was because I adjusted the tension. Top and bottom. Who knows?

Thread snap and ISBNs

Leftovers. I excluded a pieced strip from the recently-made baby blanket (8” along the bottom in the photo above), because it made that quilt too big. Since I had all the coordinating fabrics still in a pile, I decided to keep going and make the household a couch throw (laid out above).

I started merrily along. Ran out of bobbin thread. Wound a new one. Put it in. It fell out. Put it back in. It fell out again. Really snapped the bobbin case into place (thought I had the previous times?) and the thread broke after an inch of stitching. One, two, three times — starting a seam, breaking thread.

Walked away. Frustrating. Never mind that this is the very problem I just paid decent money to have remedied.

Once a piecing rhythm got going two weeks ago a small quiet part of me thought, “Oh. The machine was acting out because I’d been ignoring it.”

(I’ll examine tension today. It’s not the tension).

It’s sunny today! In the thirties, but sunny. There’s been a lot of rain.

I have been researching self-publishing with some regular and dedicated attention and trying not to let the sense of overwhelm get the better of me.

A few random snippets: ** decided to wait on the purchase of ISBNs until I have a price so I can order the bar code at the same time ** revised acknowledgements ** fixed four typos (FOUR!) that a recent reader spotted ** removed footer from doc ** read about a handful more formatting/distribution companies ** mulled over the book’s title some more ** revised my FB page so I can start posting novel morsels, etc. there and it won’t look totally out of place ** wrote a new ABOUT PAGE for website (in third person like they say to) ** started to learn about how Amazon ranks books and the categories that would apply to mine ** made an excel file of blog subscriber emails ** collected book covers I like that are in my genre (no gowned woman facing the horizon please!).

Etc.

The main reason I bore you with these details is not so much to share my “self-publishing journey,” but to say there’s a reason I’ve been quiet here and not quite keeping up with other blogs.

After sharing of a few more of this week’s Paris Collage Club digital collages, I’ll end with a humorous screen shot, a sentiment most recently brought on by the thought of trump receiving intelligence briefings as soon as his nomination is official.*

* John Brennan, former Director of the CIA, addressed this on Deadline Whitehouse this week. He said he trusts intelligence professionals to share summaries. No sources and methods. Nothing highly classified.