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Showing posts with label applique. Show all posts

Sunday, September 24, 2023

Of furniture and art and marathons

 Yesterday was about freecycling more books, to go off this morning

 as the continued bookcase marathon continued, and I now have one small bookcase of art and art adjacent books, moved to its new home, another one now containing artist books and materials, no printed books, so it's going to be a material storage place in its new home when it gets there.




I'm also putting a small table on free cycle, because the oak washstand is now on the plant scene. Meanwhile I found books I'd forgotten about, still very good, like



And among all this activity, did a bit of social justice work, with an email to the Irish Gymnastics Association. They finally released video of last year, when their official, at a medal ceremony for little girls, deliberately stopped in front of the one black child in the winners lineup, then moved on, giving out medals only to all the  white children. 

My grandmother was Irish, and would have been ashamed to see a child treated this way. As I told them.

They spent a year supposedly mediating with the child's parents and finally, after  wringing from the official a written apology, the video appeared. They are now paying for the debacle with a massive backlash from outraged viewers, and a support video to the child in question from Simone Biles.  Here's their automated and beleaguered response to my note.

we'll see what happens next. Let's hope they learned that the crime is bad enough, but the cover-up is plain stupid.

I did a bit of veggie prep, chopping and freezing bell peppers for the next shakshuka, microwaving and cutting up a butternut squash for the next bnut carrot soup.



I saved seeds and I'm drying them to try next year. The squash might not make it, because cooked, but I'll try them anyway.

And I finished the last of the applique blocks. 

Now to the next stage, backing and fronting.

The storm partly missed us, but the butterfly bush is a bit flattened. No major flooding close by, but I may have some major pruning to do when the rain stops, but this is a days' long storm, till midweek. We specialize in long drawn out storm events.

And here's what I woke to this morning

My honorary granddaughter sent me a Garmin link. She's running the Berlin marathon even as I type! Go Heather, you rock! Flew in from Calgary a couple of days ago, already up for it. She's wonderful, bragworthy. Proud honorary grandmother here.

Happy day, everyone, celebrate your family, blood and other!




Tuesday, September 19, 2023

New taste adventure, wallhanging shaping up

I'd ordered a dried red pepper new to me, and it arrived yesterday. Dramatic unboxing follows, complete with official first grinding, in the pepper grinder.








It's hot, but like nutmeg, too. This will be great in soup or shakshuka or spag sauce, and I'll include it in my next batch of berbere.  It now has a place on my salt and pepper shelf.

The wall hanging is shaping up, almost done with the applique blocks. 


I need to think about the final stage.

Happy day everyone, try new things, you never know!

Meanwhile, little painting, 4" h×6.5"w, sedum by sidewalk after rain.






Monday, September 18, 2023

Groups again, stitching, painting, fraternal twins

The gloves are coming along, and the color-changing yarn changed color between gloves, knitting along to Atomic Shrimp on YouTube, great channel 

So I think this pair will be fraternal twins. With any luck the blue section will show up before the second one is done. I'm just a helpless prawn of fate here.

I put together the makings of the next section of applique

After this, two more, then I organize the overlay. That's to look forward to. Now I'm deciding on what stitches to use here and what colors.

Meanwhile, I did a three minute small study of flowers, from life.

A while back I posted daily paintings, all rapid studies and fun to do, a kind of here goes nothing approach. Maybe that will happen again. I really recommend it. As a commenter yesterday said, with watercolor there's no second chance. Not with one painting, true. The second chance is the next painting!  

About library groups and activities, several people have noted that their local library doesn't do classes and activities. Neither did the two I use before they were encouraged! I pushed and asked and supported and assisted many programs into existence. 

What libraries often need, and their governing boards require, is evidence that there's enough interest to warrant the staff time and attention. If they never hear from you, they may never try it, though they might love the concept.

I do know some very small town libraries struggle even to keep the doors open, and I'm not criticizing. But if we value them, they, especially now, need our support and encouragement. 

You may show up week after week with no takers. Our currently wildly successful and friendly knitting group started out that way. Just the library lady and me, chatting and working on our projects. And me recruiting friends. Week after week.  So there has to be a moving spirit, and if you fancy a group, maybe that's you! End of commercial for How to be a Good Patron.

And here's flowers, a couple of new ones added, couple of faded ones now outside to feed the earth. You'll see alyssum, dayflower, zinnias and marigolds


cooler and raining today, and my days of sitting outside this year are numbered, but still lovely. I sometimes just sit and be. No reading or stitching, just watching and listening and sniffing. 

Happy day, everyone, sometimes it's okay to just be.




Saturday, September 16, 2023

Knitters ahoy, and stitching too. Not to mention the heating duct.

 Yesterday I made it to the knitting group, great to be back, and just look at the beauties in progress and being modeled.



S. is a brilliant knitter also great company, seen here wearing her work, in an alpaca/ wool mix from Maryland Sheep and Wool,  and below, showing her work in progress

And here's a wip of the other S, for her daughter


This is a soft olive green which the camera can't see 

The halloween  hats for two lucky boys

It's humbling being in a group like this, while I'm poking away at my ministry gloves.

Conversation, as always, ranged all over, from inserting a corrected lace panel into a shawl, to Beatrix Potter, her Herdwick sheep, to my recent home adventures with doorbells and light switches, to the vagaries of tenants, to Swallows and Amazons.

At home here's the update on the wallhanging. 


I think three more panels and this part is done, then I sort out the overlay.

Gary is doing renovation, it's endless, in his house next door and needed to see how the return heating duct goes in my house, because it will be exactly like his.

So he opened the grid, and inserted a camera on a scope, so we got a hitherto unseen view, on his phone, behind the wall. Now he knows how to proceed at his house. 

Previous contractors had blocked off the duct at his house with sheetrock,  resulting in terrible circulation of heat and cooling, so he needs to remedy it. No end of learning. Or renovating and repairing renovation.

Happy day everyone, new learning all round!



Thursday, September 14, 2023

Of doctors and collectors and heroes

Yesterday was my biannual bone doctor visit and shot. I get bloodwork before this, which she reviews before okaying the shot. She tells me the buzzy neck is a pinched nerve, agrees that it's overuse, and said to continue with the remedies I've been doing, unless it stops responding, then get her to recommend a physio.  Otherwise I'm fine, just fine, wonderful blood.

I felt better all day. Dr L is wonderfully cheering and encouraging. She's also a model of courage and adaptability, having fled her own country, and I think retrained to get her credentials accepted in the US,  and now she's in a very good practice. Yay her!  She's board certified in rheumatology, which apparently includes bone density, I'd never have known until my doctor referred me.  Anyway, another good visit. All my doctors are women, good hands.

And here's what arrived yesterday. Chef Andres is a hero, showing up with his team, and local volunteers, to cook and serve hot food after disasters. He's in Morocco even as I type.


Proceeds go to WCK, so, as with Megan's Grenfell cookbook, I'm donating as well as benefiting.


And since that roast chicken I mentioned recently needed a use to finish it up, within half an hour of opening the box, and finding this, I was shredding chicken.


 I'd already had a cooking adventure for lunch. Bad food, hot dogs, no buns left, so I split a pita bread, spread each section with relish and Dijon mustard, rolled them up! High end hotdogs.

Then I thought, can I make potato chips? Which I proceeded to do. I'll do this more adeptly next time  I discovered, trial and error, that halving a potato and using the parer to slice off thin sections, worked better than the big slice side of the box grater

Then, tossed in olive oil with basil seasalt, which I mixed a while back, dried basil and fine salt, and baked at 400° for about half an hour, they were pretty good for a beginner.




I was so eager to try them that I forgot to picture the plate of lunch, so, like the hummingbird clearwing, please take my word for it. Never buying potato chips again! Down from twice a year.  

The mustard container you see is the last of the Dijon mustard, after I'd spread it on the bread, filled with water and shaken and now in the freezer until I make something, sauce, soup, that needs a bit of fire.

Woman cannot live by hotdogs alone, and since I correspond with the director of the Textile Museum of Southern California and the HGA Textiles and Tea people, I have bits of news.

The joint presenter of that excellent Indian trade cloth program and the TMSC, both got back in touch after I thanked them for the program and asked about a companion program on the materials and techniques seen in the textiles.

They reminded me that's not their focus, and here's part of the further info the presenter wrote. I don't think anyone will mind my excerpting and quoting an email. It's for blogistas who may have access to a major library


And at another point I asked HGA if textiles and Tea could feature Rebecca Mezoff and/or Sarah Swett. They gave me a YouTube link to a Mezoff program from their earliest days, before I started following then, and said Sarah was already on their future list. Great.

Textile art people are so open and friendly, it's great company to be in.

Speaking of which, as I came downstairs this morning, I caught the early sun, a raking light right on the applique, showing the texture so excitingly. After a couple of minutes, the sun  moved on.

 
View over the banister


And closer.

For those who prefer less excitement, here's another shot, flatter lighting


The texture is as important as the images, so you're getting both. 

Happy day, everyone, here's to Chef Andres, and I hope your food today is joyful!