Winter

The cold and bitter winter weather has me thinking about  lines in a poem by Dobby Gibson that stuck with me.  They are from a poem called Upon Discovering My Entire Solution to the Attainment of Immortality Erased from the Blackboard Except for the Word "Save."  It's interesting how these things happen.  I cannot remember more of it so I must go off and find it so my memory is refreshed.

And if you have looked
at a winter garden
and seen not a winter garden
but a meditation on shape,
then you know why
this season is not
known for its words,
the cold too much
about the slowing of matter,
not enough about the making of it.

Newest Obsession

It seems every Christmas I have a new project that I just can't stop making. They become my potato chips or or as Abby on NCIS says "pistachios."  Last year it was tote bags and this year it's clutch purses. I was only going to make four and you see how well that worked out. I once again have my friend Barbara to (lovingly) blame. She saw a small picture of a clutch in a magazine. I definitely think ours are better than the ones for sale at $78 a pop. I put pockets inside mine. Used fusible Velcro (love the stuff!) so they stay closed. And of course, I used dipioni silk on all but the black and white one which has over-dyed wool felt. I hope these are as big a hit as my tote bags were last year. These were certainly more fun to make. Enjoy!

Never a Dull Moment

I had the privilege of joining Arts in the Cards group. Even though researching, interviewing and writing take up most of my time, I have to have an artistic creative outlet so ATCs (artist trading cards) are perfect. I've also discovered that it's a wonderful group of artists.

The theme for this trade was typography which made my heart sing. It also gave me an opportunity to play with Nevr-Dull (a metal polish) and polymer medium. I'm looking forward to more exchanges and learning more about the artists in the group. I also plan to continue to explore the theme. It must be the writer in me!