Write, Draw, Sew, No Difference...

We do not write because we want to; we write because we have to.
- W. Somerset Maugham


OK, don't get your knickers in a knot over this- I told you I am doing a piece about hand work, and I am in the middle of 'sewing as I going'. I pinned a bunch of items to the base late at night and returned the next morning to this- all the 'hands' are giving me the finger- three of 'em. Next time I will use pins on ALL the fingers instead of just the top and bottom.

I had to get up to Lowell to pick up some work yesterday, so stopped at Charette to see about some rub-on letters like I used to use. Sure they have some- in the sale section. There were maybe three fonts, all very small and all very ordinary. So, instead I bought some good calligraphic brushes and some *new* acrylic paints so I don't have to hurt my arm trying to squeeze those METAL tubes still hanging around from 1964. And I have given up on the damn latters. I searched extensively on the internet and cannot find much stock left at all- like Charette's, only the tiny ordinary stuff is left, a victim of computers. Guess I will have to learn a new curve.

So, after Charette I Headed up to Lowell and parked illegally in the Park Visitor lot, then to make it legal, I went in to use the bathroom. I met my friend for lunch at a new place, then headed over to the Whistler to pick up Nancy's two pieces. Well, they7 had nothing to wrap them in, Iw as told not to fold them because of the seed pods enclosed that would break, and I didn't have any covering with me so off I trotted down the street at high speed lookign like a walking clothes line! It was just about to rain and I was blocks from my car so had to really run- and the clothesline turned into a sail. But I made it, draped them ever so carefully over the back seat after removing the dog bed, and got into the car just as some fat drops plopped on the windshield.

Next stop was the new West Elm store that opened this weekend. What great displays. I can't wait to get my kids there to pick out as few things they need. Actually TY found a desk that would be appropriate for FL in the catalog so I will haul him back to the store this week so he can test it. This would mean that the den will become the guest room, and the guest room will become, be still my heart, my studio! Yeaaaaa. Our hair brained schemes of adding a story to the garage won't work because the room would only be 9' wide- certainly not worth the expense. So instead we are back at the drawing board on that project.

AND I glued my titles and dates onto my placard and I think it will be f*i*n*e if you don't get too close. I just can't spend any more time on it. And now, on to arranging the show and the book. And finishing this quilt!