tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11217277.post3315230322786673960..comments2024-01-20T07:37:19.842-05:00Comments on waiting for the muse: Excuse Groan MeanSandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04286461271083389001noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11217277.post-52296539609172714562012-05-25T22:11:46.297-04:002012-05-25T22:11:46.297-04:00Love the Gandhi quote and I confess I thought the ...Love the Gandhi quote and I confess I thought the same about substituting quilt for painting when Robert Genn's email arrived last night. How many times have we heard that XYZ is a dying art...? Oh well, we endeavor on. I gave up my writing time at lunch to read all about an upcoming exhibition "opportunity" - just the thought made me happy.<br /><br />PS I told a manager I'd signed up for that James Victore workshop where I was guaranteed to achieve greater heights of badass-dom. It's completely changed my world-outlook. He looked nervous. Thank you.Mary Bethhttp://www.quiltr.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11217277.post-44228965006617784392012-05-25T13:02:50.240-04:002012-05-25T13:02:50.240-04:00Sandy...somewhere in my trove of crap I have a sma...Sandy...somewhere in my trove of crap I have a small collection of shrunken hands..I used to trace peoples hands with a Sharpie onto Shrinky Dink film, fill in the palm lines and then bake them down. Little tiny shrunken plastic paws...Deb Lacativahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03037530669295128974noreply@blogger.com