Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Jordan's Seat Covers











Hi all, I know its been awhile. I have been on vacation, we prefer to call it the Hampton Southern Tour:) I tagged along with Chris for some of his appointments in New Orleans, Gulf Shores, and Montgomery. Then we started our vacation in Savannah for a day, off to Myrtle Beach for a week-which was absolutely awesome-and then it was back to work for Chris in DC, where we stayed for another week and I tried to bring some warmth to our apartment there. I got a good start but it needs some more lovin!
Well, anyway, I am back to work in my studio and I came home to my garden and flowers exploding. My first project was to make seat covers for Jordan's recently detailed car which must last her thru Med school. So, whose bright idea was it anyway for ME to make seat covers--Ohh, yeah....MINE!! I must have lost my mind. No pattern.....blah, blah, blah!! Well, after a week of working diligently, making newspaper patterns, then fabric patterns, altering then, basting, OMG!! Let me just say, it was quite an undertaking. But now that I am finished, I think they are absolutely adorable. I am really proud of them. I would love to hear what you think?
So, there is another new development in my life. There is a possibility I might be going back to work at HD. Not sure, still in the interviewing process but the position is one which I would love to have, so hopefully it works out. I will keep you posted!!!
Also, I have started an on-line mixed media and hand embroidery class. I am really excited about it and am learning a bunch of new techniques. I will show you my progress as I go!!
Enough for now, talk to you soon!!

Transcendental Etude

No one ever told us we had to study our lives, make of our lives a study, as if learning learning natural history or music, that we should begin with the simple exercises first and slowly go on trying the hard ones, practicing till strength and accuracy became one with the daring of breaking down the wild arpeggio or faulting the full sentence of the fugue.
--And in fact we can't live like that: we take on everything at once before we've even begun in the midst of the hard movement, the one already sounding as we are born.

Adrienne Rich