The football game is on. A fire snaps in the fireplace. Leftover stew was divine.
This Cloth doodle irked. The layers impeded handquilting, so I’m calling it done.
Planning to reopen my old Etsy store in near future. I would love love love to let go some of my work! And a teeny income stream would be novel, welcome.
Puzzles done. Vacuuming done. Finn is limping so another walk is not in order. Time to iron a few shirts and sort the sock basket!
(Studio tableaux)
again. To begin again.
Studio shots remind me of how I’ve been away. I’ll post them as doorways and invitations. (All shot with phone, so a tad blurry).
Excerpt from a bulletin board — calling to mind the witch in the fairy tale who heats her oven to cook the children. And Venus. In a fugue state. These days? I am more witch than Venus.
Mirror mirror on the wall? TV is the screen I look in the most and oddly, there have been a raft of shows lately with Grim Reapers (‘Dead Like Me’ and ‘Grimm’) and mirrors on the wall and evil stepmothers (‘Once Upon a Time’). I plan to read fairy tales to gear up for the Sketchbook theme of ‘a path through the woods’ because fairy tales that enter the woods always have something intense and dramatic going on.
‘A path through the trees’ implies direction, even though one could be thoroughly lost.
The unfinished work. The idea of invitation rather than admonishment/burden/todolist…
Old friends.
New work.
Experimenting, again, with gesso, drawing on top of gesso, scraping away, cutting up bits, moving, rearranging, stitching inbetween most steps.
Tomorrow, I will burn some of the sandalwood in the cellar to clear out the dusty, stagnant air down there, and the heavy feeling in here (ribcage).