After our fun night last night, I didn't sleep. I tossed and turned and couldn't get comfortable. I was grateful, but unrested when morning arrived. So getting on a bus for a 5-hour ride wasn't a bad thing. I slept on the bus. I'm sure I had my mouth hanging open and I had my goofy blow-up neck pillow, but I was unasham
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Today we took in the Reina Sofia Museum, which houses the works of the more modern masters, including Picasso's Guernica. When we were in Europe in 1972 we saw Guernica on exhibit in Paris. Franco was in power at that time, in Spain, and Picasso, a Spaniard by birth had declared that he would not exhibit his work in Spa
After our long museum day yesterday we decided to get out and see the city today. We started at Plaza Mayor, the very oldest part of Madrid. It has been the scene of many historic events, including the public execution of heretics during the Spanish Inquisition. Today there was nothing more exciting than a small flea ma
We arrived in this delicious city yesterday on the high speed train from Barcelona and found our hotel, near the Plaza Mayor. A perfect location.
After I wrote my post a couple days back about my "quilty secrets" I got some comments from others about their secrets. When I read Joanne's, about holding pins in her mouth, I wanted to jump through my monitor screen and yell at her—DON'T DO THAT!! For many years I had that same habit of sticking pins in my mouth as
I am trying to finish some things up before we leave on our trip in a couple of weeks. This finish work is a little slow and boring, but produces a nice feeling of satisfaction when I have a group of work all ready for a show. These are the small pieces that I have been mounting on stretcher bars or framing. Today I fi
I'm experimenting today. I'm still fiddling with the new camera and now, this very moment I am trying out a new app (Blogsy) for writing my blog on my iPad. It seems much more full-featured than what I have been using. So far it has allowed me to link the word Blogsy to their web site.
And frustrating. I really do love all these new gizmos. I am totally dependent on my smartphone and find endless, endless pleasure in my iPad. And I remember, in the '60s, when my dad brought home a handheld calculator that could add, subtract, multiply and divide. He put his slide rule away
I love having house guests. It is an opportunity to be a tourist in my own city. I always tell people I am from Portland, and I really feel I am even though I no longer live in Portland proper. We are out on the edges—technically in no city at all—so I can choose where I call home. Sometimes weeks go by when I don't set
August has been an especially busy month for me. Today was packed. My cousin Ginger is visiting and we got up this morning and got on the Max train headed for the Oregon Convention Center. I have been looking forward to the Quilt! Knit! Stitch show for more than a year and this was the day! This show was the fir
I have been kind of doodling away at little stuff for the past month and decided to try to pull it all together and see if I could make them presentable enough to offer for sale at a couple events I am participating in this fall. The other day I dragged my houseguest,
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Two of my quilt artist friends asked me to participate in a blog tour of artists' blogs, answering some simple questions about the creative process. I have enjoyed reading what others have written. My friend, Diane Perin Hock blogged last week
Balancing lots of plates this week, but somehow everything seemed to keep spinning and there were a couple nice surprises in the mix.
I am loving this black thread work. I am using Sulky cotton in both 12 and 30 weights. I especially love the boldness of the 12 wt, but it is a little temperamental in the machine. The 30 weight is almost as bold and not a problem, so I did all the added plants and rocks with that one. I added the rocks and the big cactus a
The Portland SAQA (Studio Art Quilts Associates) group met at my house. It was really hot here today, but pretty pleasant out in the yard this morning.
Aren't summer days supposed to be "lazy"? It's really kind of the opposite of lazy around here. This is one busy family. Ray is trying to retire, which means he is finishing up his current projects and/or handing over unfinished ones to others, while simultaneously dreaming up new ideas that he either will or won't be a par
I love summer. The light, the warmth, the flowers the smells of cut grass and hot pavement. Iced tea. Oh, yes, lots of iced tea. Thursday was a perfect summer day. The STASH group met at Gale's and we sat out in her beautiful yard with our iced tea and discussed (apparently) weighty m
The other night I was sitting right where I am sitting right now and turned, in my chair, to see a raccoon less than three feet away, looking at me through the glass door. We made eye contact, then he turned and ambled off into the darkness. Ray had gone, about an hour before, out across the yard to the studio w
I spent the day painting walls today. It is such a tedious, boring job. But it requires so little of your brain, that it does give you time to let your mind wander. I thought about the color I was painting a lot. Wondering if it was actually the "perfect" color. It isn't, but it's close enough. For me, choosing that color w
More and more I am intrigued by, and pulled toward "drawing" with black thread on fabric. I have done a bit of what I'm talking about. Like this: