Saturday, March 31, 2007
So I went around to the front, looking for seasonal encouragement. The crocus was gone and the little daffs are up - so that might be a good sign.
A little history...or mystery.On another subject, let me introduce you to Mr. and Mrs Yockenfloss.
That is not their real name: I don't know their real names. But I do know their photo was taken by Carl Lemke in Wausau, Wisconsin and they are probably younger than they look. I HATE not knowing anything about them. He is handsome under all that fuzz and he is wearing what looks like some kind of Maltese cross in his lapel. Blue eyes, I think. I guess around the turn of the century - but could be earlier. If these people look like any of your relatives, let me know.
Some years ago I posted a picture of my favorite couple on my blog and got an e-mail from a woman in Ohio who swore the man was her relative.(I had bought the picture in an Ohio antique market). She sent me a picture of the rest of her great-grand uncles or whoever the were and I swear, there was one in the picture who could have been the same guy or his twin. I sent her a scan of my photo but couldn't bear to part with it.
In the meantime, I googled the name of the photographer who took this picture and found that his wife's name was Ulrika and that his children had compiled a little family history, which consists mostly of pictures. Many were made by their father, a professional photographer or by their brother, Carl Jr. who became the family photographer. It is the story of their parents, youthful German immigrants. Carl landed on Ellis Island, unable to speak English and with only five dollars in his pocket, while the teenage Ulricka began life in the New World as a cook in a Wausau hotel at $4 a week. But I can't find any reference to WHEN, and of course, nothing to tell me who these people are. Sad.
Comments would be welcome; there is nothing more depressing than NO comments...whine, whine,whine.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
I could talk about this sign,which is one of my prized posessions. My parents liberated it from the bathroom door in their stateroom more than 50 years ago, when they went on a cruise. It hung on the inside of the powder room door in the house in which I grew up, and when my parents moved, I inherited it and it hung on the inside of MY powder room door until we moved to this condo. It never fails to make me smile, but I am not sure why.
I could talk about what I did all day, but you would fall asleep from boredom.
Or, I could wax eloquent about my lush, beautiful front garden. You can see how it is bursting into bloom.But I will do none of the above. I will send you to look at more of Judy Langille's work, which Lisa Walton asked about. You can see more of it and read about it here Enjoy it!
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
more on discharge
I have had fabric discharge to pink, light periwinkle, orange, beige, white, pale olive, and everything in between.
So, don't worry about what you will get; the elements will decide for you.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Friday, March 23, 2007
what a week!
It more or less represents the way I feel after a busy medical week capped today by: 1) an hour on the phone with the idiots at AT&T (who were actually in some unnamed foreign country) in my third attempt to cancel my mother's long distance service on her Florida phone, which she has not used in a year 2) calling the oncologist's office to tell them they need to send their bill to my insurance company instead of to me if they want to be paid. 3) trying unsuccessfully to deal with my mother's account at Bank of America at two different branches (don't even ask about that fiasco!) 4) 2-1/2 hours in the endodontist's chair while he tried to do root canal on an infected tooth that still hasn't cleared up since Jan. I am now pumped full of antibiotics(oral and injected), novacaine, gin - and about to take some Advil. La-di-da. Let's hope the tooth gets better he can finish the job before I leave for Art Quilt Claremont.
On the other hand, there is another way to look at all of this in a positive way. I really accomplished a lot today. 1) I finally cancelled my mother's long distance service, which will save her $14.25 a month for the next thousand years. 2) I got the doctor's bill off my list and onto the insurance co's list of payables. 3) I developed a relationship with two branches of Bank of America. 4) I am on a different course of antibiotics which could clear up my infection. (The same la-di-da applies).
To make this art related, I do have a piece that is off the wall, pinned - sort of - and needs to be sewn together or fused or both. I've never been big on fusing, but there must be something to it because so many people use the technique. I have my certificate from that well-known School of Fusing, but I think I graduated at the bottom of the class.Blogger keeps asking me if I am SURE I want to navigate away from this page, although I haven't told them I would like to do so. Maybe they know something I don't know, like I should sleep off the stresses of the week. And so to bed.(who said that?)
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Irish Soda Bread
It wouldn't be March in NJ
without one of these. Not as heavy or beautiful as the last March storm, a couple of years ago, but heavy and slushy and icy. Blah. Today is Saturday. On Thursday, it was 70 degrees and we couldn't believe the forecast.
Below, a picture from the last March snow - a few years ago. Prettier and not the identical shot (which I can't find) - but my woods, nevertheless.
Not MINE, mine - but they are my view from the deck. It will kill me when I have to move someday and leave these woods. Here they are in the winter rain.You will notice,no doubt, that my LLLLs are back. Now I am going to take advantage of another snow day and see if I can do some sewing. Sewing??? What is that???
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Monday, March 12, 2007
I'll be sorry tomorrow
I did manage to throw some fabric in the dye pot this morning, and here are the most interesting of the pieces. Blacks and greys and chino and some blue, but I can't remember what was what. It doesn't matter. I did some brights, but they are boring.
So, tonight, I worked on a couple more postcards. First, I matted and framed this one from the other day and I think it looks more impressive, don't you?
Then I did two more postcards.
And now I am going to bed and hoping to get 5 hours of sleep before I have to get up for an early meeting.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
my big mistake
But I got myself up again because I had fabric in the wash that I had overprinted, brought home and steamed. I spent the afternoon attempting to make silk purses out of the pile of sows' ears on my table. I spent the evening making ONE postcard. ONE. Cheesh! That's about 2 cents an hour for labor - why do I bother? Because I have all these SCRAPS. Take away the first and last letters of that word and you know what I'm talking about.
Most of the time was spent trying to figure out the settings on my 6500, adjust the stitch lengh for zig zag, and thread the needle. But maybe next time will take only 1 hour instead of 3. I have a few more in the works; I am thinking that it would be nice to have some for the open studios at the end of April. On the other hand, it might be more trouble than it's worth. On the third hand - maybe I'll frame them...
Saturday I am teaching - so maybe by Sunday I'll have time to get back to the postcards.
Monday, March 05, 2007
what's in a name?
I was up at 2:30 this morning and never went back to sleep. Don't you hate that? The upside was that I got to the studio by 9 and left in time to come home and make spaghetti sauce.
After lunch, I turned on the wax pot and got to work. I was pretty happy with the few small pieces I got done and will continue tomorrow: I brought over a few tjaps and need to bring more wax. Right now, my wrists and left arm are so sore from screen printing that I am hoping the change of motion will help.
Considering how early I got up this morning, you can guess where I am headed. How boring.
Sunday, March 04, 2007
Image transfer workshop
Saturday, March 03, 2007
a day at the beach
Jeanne Beck had quite an extensive exhibit of her work (mostly done between '04 and '06, after all her stuff was stolen) - and it was the best part of the show. Jeanne's work is beautiful, interesting, and varied. Can you tell I am a fan?
While I was on a traditional kick, I hauled out all my antique quilts and tops for Rachel to see - including two that I rescued and hand quilted, and two that I had started to restore and gave up on because I didn't have time.
It was a busy day and these old bones are ready to pack it in.
Friday, March 02, 2007
oh dear oh dear
See this fabric on the left? Black fabric screened with either dishwasher gel or something similar. Looks gorgeous. But I rinsed, anti-chlor'd and washed - and guess what? GONE. Back to black. You never can tell with these things. I packed up at 3:00 and went home.
Last night's meeting of my Studio Montclair crit group was a delight. There were four of us there and the chemistry was just right. Of course, crit was the least of it - LOL. Lisa and Keely came without work and I brought hand work - sewing a facing on my quilt. Susan Lisbin, an abstract expressionist painter, sculptor, printmaker, brought two paintings for feedback. Susan doesn't give her paintings titles because she doesn't want to influence the viewer. I understand that; I guess if you buy one of her pieces, you can give it your own title. But to me, "untitled" is still a bit disconcerting. I prefer to give my own work ambiguous titles.
How do YOU feel about your own work and titles?
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