Thursday, June 22, 2017

nasturtium analyzed pneumatology

 I don't like making plans for the day. Because then the word "premeditated" gets thrown around in the courtroom.

Happy days are here again
The skies above are clear again
So let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy days are here again

 Meet George, 
                                                                  then meet George's top half 
                         Then meet 'Geneva'*, the Quilting Machine                                    
It took me 20 minutes but I managed to find the 'off' switch with the help of the guide book.  Now I know so tomorrow it will only take me 15 minutes.
The table leaves are stashed in the back so always handy-  I had visions of sticking them behind my shelves in spider-web land.  
Learning to thread this will be tomorrow's project-  I have all day.
AND this was attached, I will save it for Sylvia when I get to a crit group:

* 'Geneva' is in Switzerland, and 'Geneva' is the name of the lady- my mom- who taught me everything I know, but on a treadle machine from the 30's.

Oh my, that little squirrel back three needs a QUILT!  I'm ON IT!  

Today there will be no Arty Party, I have no time.  I am heading back to the studio to hunt for the 'on' switch and then to dust it, and pat it, and let it tell me some stories.  BTW, it came with a total of SIX full sized screwdrivers and a bunch of other stuff that needs investigating.  I had a set of those moving disks and George stuck them under the legs so I can slide it around when I need the leaves put in.  I imagine that I won't need those for a long time.  I'm afraid the studio clean-out may have missed the boat and I don't know when I'll get back to it, but today I finished the reds and red-oranges.  I also started on the pinks, red violets, and purples, so far just sorting the colors into piles-  this shelf was a mess!    

1 comment :

Anonymous said...

Well, don't stop blogging even though over half the time I read you I feel as though I am watching/reading an obsessive maniac about to self destruct. Take a deep breath and slow down. You are among four to five textile artists I read regularly, largely I think because of your arty pieces (where in the world do you find time to collect them?) and the opening aphorisms. And I suppose because I am intrigued with your East coast life --- how or why did you end up in Florida? It would be nice if you talked more about your art, yes your art. What you are trying to envision, accomplish, produce, aspire to rather that the recounting of trips to the vet, how many hours were spent in your studio, and the minutia of your life.