be careful what you wish for

As I mentioned the other day, they are redoing our driveways and replacing the rotten railroad ties with stone.  There is lovely orange construction fence all over the place and I asked the foreman who cut my phone line last week whether I could have some.  Next thing I knew, he rang my doorbell with a gift.  Good grief - I could fence in my own construction site with this amount of stuff.  I guess he was feeling guilty.

Here it is, all rolled neatly.  If I ever worried about running out of it, my worries are over.  But I really need to move it away from the front door.

The other thing near the front door is a 4x8 piece of Celotex. My sewing room is so crowded that I had to move part of the design wall out into the hallway.  That's where I have been working while my STUDIO sits idle.  Meantime, while I am supposed to be finishing three other pieces, I am auditioning fabrics instead for something I need to make - at some point -- for myself.

 Yes, it's part of a series; a series which rears its head,unbidden, every montik and donershtik. Translation: every time I turn around. It is something which informs my work and I can't get away from it or get finished with it.  I guess that is the nature of a series. Bah.  I'm putting together a lecture on "what is a series?"  What, indeed?

As of October, come hell or high water, I will be back in my studio.  In any case, I am teaching an advanced Thermofax class there on October 6 and it is already full.

I am seriously thinking about teaching a Deconstructing the Screen workshop sometime this fall, so if you would be interested, e-mail me. I have room for 4 people -- I want to leave plenty of room to print...and there is enough construction fence for everybody.