Sunday, January 22, 2017
Saturday, January 21, 2017
Tuesday, January 17, 2017
Monday, January 16, 2017
I finished my stitching project begun yesterday
Well, begun by ME yesterday
This was actually in the making for almost a hundred years - right?
It's a photograph from my collection of adopted and anonymous people.
Aren't these women amazing?
I wonder what their story was?
It seems to include great hats.
Vintage handmade lace
Vintage buttons with thread attached
Vintage metal embroidery hoop
Vintage anonymous photo
Teabag paper and thread
at 2:41 PM
Saturday, January 14, 2017
Thursday, January 12, 2017
Monday, January 9, 2017
Saturday, January 7, 2017
... through the winter garden.
Sage wisdom rests deceptively,
While summertime joy rusts on the wall,
And buds wrestle wood and frost and bone.
Birds have a dwindling pantry.
Grief remembers it still.
Other ghosts will always remain defiant
Even as lost lagan and derelict are sheltered like treasure.
at 3:58 PM
Friday, January 6, 2017
After so many years of near agoraphobia
I currently work part time as a cashier
I meet so many people
They are (almost all) so lovely
Now, I enjoy drawing and painting faces
Where, before, I couldn't do it to save my life
This is Mrs Abernathy
Lover of birds and buyer of birdseed
Thursday, January 5, 2017
Wednesday, January 4, 2017
Tuesday, January 3, 2017
I am unapologetic about the attention
- or lack thereof -
I give to my blog
The ebb and flow of blogging has had a lot to do with my personal life.
I am struggling to commit to myself.
In deciding to commit, blogging can become representative of my commitment.
We'll see how I do.
Intention is everything when it comes to art.
The fact is, I create something every single day.
Whether it is small or large makes no difference.
I have decided to post that daily work as a digital log of my daily practice.
Thank you for visiting.
This was the sunrise this morning.
3 january 2017
at 3:41 PM