Today was good. Ross and Nancy Gillman and our two grandkids, Kayla and Alexander, came to visit. They brought bagels from Tal Bagels in Manhattan - vastly superior to the ones we get around the corner from us. After brunch, the kids found a game of Pictionary downstairs and we had some hilarity for a couple of hours. Our game is from the 1980's and it is HARD. Without going into a long, detailed song and dance about how you play - bottom line: you play in teams: you pick a card and get a word and you have to draw a picture so your partner can guess what the word is. With the drawing talent in this family, it was amazing that we were able to play at all.
After we were done, Ross (just like his father) tore up the paper before he threw it away. I fished 3 of the pieces of the page on which he had drawn his word. Alexander had not guessed and when Ross told us what it was, Nancy and I laughed so hard our sides hurt.
Elizabeth Barton was talking a while ago about working in a grid; it seems that an underlying grid is instinctive - part of the way we organize our world visually. I love grids, which is probably why I am so drawn to printing with construction fence and sink mats and such.
Here are two quilts in grids I made... this one after I had just
These two quilts hang in each of my two guest bedrooms and while this second one makes me smile, it is the other one that I prefer. It always makes me feel peaceful.