My happy tra-la-la year of taking painting classes is officially over. Just got “The Talk” from my new collage teacher — the one about how I have such potential but if I don’t take myself seriously and paint every week, the art ain’t gonna happen. On some level, listening to him felt like a huge cosmic joke. Every semester, I …
After my mom died, I started feeling differently about her. It’s like she’s in my head instead of physically in the world. And, of all things, she’s become a muse who inspires me in my blogging. Weird.
I’m looking for something, mucking around in my feelings and the things I need to do — and be. Thank goodness for the people and cats who make up my community and keep me sane.
I’ve always enjoyed quilting but this one was extra special. Made a beautiful comforter for my single woman bed. Happy to snuggle alone in it.
I love tag sales. They supply me with the raw material to create pretty stuff. My two chandeliers are among my favorite finds. They were a mess when I bought them but I fixed them up really nice. Have a look!