I should have been working on finishing off my potholders today, but when I got in my studio, all I could think of was the piece I started yesterday.
I didn’t even turn on my computer till after dinner. By the time I left my studio, it had grown. I hung it on the wall and thought if I were a painter, this is the kind of painting I would make.
I’m not sure what comes next, or what direction it will go in, but I know now that I’ll keep working on it.
Kathye sent me this picture of my Heron poster that she had framed at The Image Loft in Manchester Vermont.
Jon and I have known Carolyn who owns the Image Loft for years, so it was nice to get a “hello” from her in Kathye’s email along with getting to see how the poster turned out. I love that little hint of orange on the inside edge of the frame.
I always enjoy seeing how people choose to hang my art, whether framed or not.
That’s Issachar eating the hay off of his twin brother Asher. This kind of grooming works out well for everyone. Issachar gets something to eat, Asher gets cleaned up and I have less wool skirting to do when the sheep are sheared.
I had a half hour before I had to get ready to leave for my Bellydancing class. I couldn’t even imagine making another potholder, but I still wanted to sew.
I’d been feeling anxious all day, even after meditating a couple of times. Sewing can focus me at such times, making me forget the jittery feeling going on under my skin. So I picked up some of the scraps on my floor and started sewing.
If I didn’t have Bellydancing class, which I know will also help calm my anxiety, I’d have been content to stay in my studio for hours adding onto this piece.
I have no idea if it will become something other than what it is. I wasn’t thinking about that while I was sewing, I wasn’t thinking about anything but what I was sewing. That’s where so much the joy of it came from.
Finally, November has arrived. The cloud-covered skies keep the sun from peeking through even for a moment. The fires in the wood stoves can’t keep me from feeling the cold in my bones. It started raining here after I fed the animals, the bare tree branches shivering in the wind.
I decided to make a magnet out of my photo of Lulu and Fanny. I might make some postcards too. The magnets should be here next week. When I get them I’ll put them up for sale in my Etsy Shop. By then I should have more potholders too.
It’s supposed to be the other way around. The border collie is supposed to chase the sheep. That’s Kim scaring Fate away.
Bud jumped on Jon’s lap, getting settled for a nap when he heard the horse and cart pass the house. His ears perked up until he could no longer hear them.
Then he yawned and …