Monday, March 24, 2008

Like Walking On The Sky At Midnight

A finished floor, not including kitchen and bathrooms or carpeting elsewhere. It's a thrill and a half. What's nicer is that I won't need to move the studio around for construction purposes again. (I'm ignoring Dirk's need for finished base trim. Out of sight, out of mind.) We're mulling over the use of bamboo for other areas in the house. One floor at a time . . .









In the meantime, in a fit of Donna Reed, June Cleaver and all the other 50's hausfraus, I ironed all these linen, mostly linen, and cotton napkins. They were rediscovered Easter morning looking for a decent linen table cloth for the holiday spread. Life's too short to save the Good Stuff for special occasions ~ so I dragged these out for everyday use. Many of these linens, matched with table cloths, are over50 years old. They are stained with that occasional use from back in the day. Since a good way to Green is to use cloth napkins, I think I'm ahead of the game by at least 20 sets of napkins.

My hands enjoyed the feel of the worn linen as I ironed. I love linen. I keep meaning to get myself a cone of some decent linen for weaving, but forget to do the research on what weight on I want. I think 20/2 is pretty fine and what I'd like for working some of that Lithuanian weaving. I need to read my Learning to Weave book and check that out.

Now . . . let's see if I can get some painting done tomorrow.

Friday, March 14, 2008

Fear My Whimsy

This is my studio. I know. It was set up enough for me to work, stash yarn, paint. But the floor was not finished. Just some job site remnant covered the plywood to make the environs cozy and tolerable. So it's all apart again. At least the floor will be done. There's a dark blue, white-and-gray speckled rubber flooring that's been waiting for a long time in the basement. Why rubber? Easier to clean. I don't care if paint gets on it. Not too bad on bare feet either. Today, the area was cleared for substrate flooring to go down. I hope to be glueing tomorrow. Need to get special glue though. That requires a trip to a special flooring supplies store ~ Home Depot won't do. They don't have it anyway. I looked in vain because I hate trips to the special flooring store.














Knit Simple: the poncho in progress despite the disarray. Need to get to 16" wide and then it can be configured into a poncho shape.












And I'm nearly done with this book. I enjoyed it because the main character painted incredible paintings that netted his chosen gallery over $400,000.00 on his first showing. I'd like just one of those.


Thursday, March 06, 2008

Rock & Roll and Wrap

Krikey! Has it been that long? (Could we institute a National Speak Like An Aussie Day?) Well, anyway, we were rockin' out at the homestead this evening. Tom has been endeavoring to learn a favorite song. The laptop has been a grand help ~ from tuning both the acoustic and the Fender Strat to playing the favored song ad nauseum. I used to have to endure Sunshine of Your Love as the warm-up song in an earlier life. Now I get to hear Animal I've Become by Three Days Grace until the bovine make their weary entrance. Ian was keeping time on the drums with the required drum rolls for the occasional change-ups. All in all, it didn't sound too shabby. Dirk might have played along if he hadn't injured his right thumb using it as a door stop for a 1997 Chrysler Town & Country sliding van door. I foresee a trip to the doctor's office in my near future ~ like tomorrow morning.











In the meantime, the Rambouillet is still a-spinnin'












And this would have been the finished Soul Cards bag, however, I changed my mind and decided to keep the decks separate. I need a new use for this bag ~ still needs a liner and a strap. (Ignore the puzzle pieces!)












And here's the wrap! Well, really, it will be a poncho. I seem to need these colors. Need them like fresh air in sunshine. This un-pattern is so easy I could quickly knit one up for Bennie as well. I think she'd like that, but then it's hard to tell what she'd like these days. Pink-to-orange gauntlets with skull and cross bones maybe.












Bodhi has other aspirations . . .