Hola Senors y Senioritas

Today they are starting a Spanish class here, which is of course where I should be instead of screwing with English.  Apparently there is also a Spanish dance class (shoes! no sneakers!) so I suggested that they be combined into one interactive class,  I was met with blank stares.  Oh well.  I was thinking what fun it would be to scream some obscure Tango step up to a roofing crew and see how many guys slide off.  

The end of the Teapot Dome Scramble:
On the right is the teensy iron teapot TY sent me from San Francisco, on the left is the shiny 32 ounce BRONZE ceramic model I just ordered from Marrakesh  (the only picture that would load was the red model which isn't available so eat your hearts out.  Tea for anyone who enters my gates.

I have been working a bit, but really really need some new lights for the studio. The small desk lamps I am using are good for nothing so I am limited to daytime work still. First, the project that emptied all my inks right out of the cartridges- the new set is $113 and on it's way from Epson since they aren't carried locally. Also I could not get the new printer to accept fabric that would easily have gone through the 2200 (before crapping out) so these are on heavy matte photo paper- another $25 worth of material. Now I must figure out how best to get these actually onto fabric. I bought about 30 yards from Jane when she escaped the state, all nice linen but in different weights and colors and am thinking I may try just adhering the photo paper to the fabric with gel but am worried because the paper is heavier than the linen. I do have some primed canvas but I am worried that the priming layer will get removed with the violent rubbing I would have to do- and this is pretty much borne up by some rudimentary and WET experiments. So, here, for your amusement is step #1, the finished printing:


and step #2, the completed cutting:
I simply LOVE these images...we'll see what I can do next to mess them up.

And a little quiltlet for a friend, all about barking dogs and peeping toms and being completely unaware- don't ask me where in hell this came bubbling up from, but I hope she gets a laugh from it.