Funny how folks always ask you what you did over the weekend. Sometimes I wonder if we are all trying to get ideas for our own lives NEXT weekend…
So here’s my weekend, condensed for your reading and viewing pleasure:
Spun some singles on my handspindle from a bit of AbbyBatt (silk, merino, glitter), then plied it with another single done previously (if you look closely, you can see the twists), skeined, washed, and dried:
(Spec page is here.)
Knit a leaf that turned into a space flower due to gauge and tension issues:
Put space flower on Zoe’s head:
Why did I knit a space leafflower? Because it was cool and fun to knit.
Why did I put it on Zoe’s head? Oh, c’mon now. You would’ve if you were here. I mean, her head was just sitting there, begging for a space flower. See how happy she looks wearing it?
Next, I dealt with some gratuitous snuggling from Dusty and Tim:
Walked the dog a couple of times with Sir N.–this is the dog’s pre-walk boredom phase…or maybe it’s his post-walk boredom phase. It’s hard to tell.
Then Sir N and I worked on some earring hangers:
(Cheap wooden frames half off at BigBoxStore. Cross stitch fabric. Staple gun. Stir till well blended and bake at 350 degrees until golden brown. Awesome, awesome.)
I had to stand back and admire that for quite a while after it was done. It makes me so happy. At least half the earrings are pieces I have made, so it was great to have them all out where I can stare at them and remind myself that I have talent and can make beautiful things.
Maybe it’s important to have examples of your own artwork/craftwork out around your home, not hide it all away. Makes me want to come up with some way of displaying the necklaces…I mean, one of those necklaces made the cover of a major beading mag, so you’d think I’d want to have it out somewheres. But nope, it’s just in a drawer.
Come to think of it, I don’t even have a tear sheet of the cover in a frame or anything. Nor do I have the cover of the mag featuring the crochet design I did. What. Is. My. Problem? False modesty? Who am I trying to impress with my humility, the plumber? I mean, it’s not as though we have thousands of people over all the time. Am I worried about seeming vain?
I’m looking around the studio here where I spend most of my time, and the only things I see that I have made are a little window-art butterfly I made when I was twelve (twelve, people. somehow that probably doesn’t really count towards Having My Artwork Out), the dreamcatcher we made for our wedding…
…and that’s it. THAT’S IT. All my the knitting, the weaving, the spinning, the beading…all of it is put away.
OK, I just got out the cashmere lace shawl that I designed and knit (it’s uber popular online) and put that out. And I draped some skeins of my handspun around the room, found a towel I’d woven and put that over some things in a basket…
OK, let’s just finish up the weekend, shall we?
So there it is, my incredibly glam life.
My favorite thing about this weekend was the sun. Sun, sun, sun. I miss it terribly and am soooo glad to see blue skies and sun again.
I should knock on wood when I say that. There’s more snow to come, the locals say. Everytime they say that, all I can think of is, I want to go back to California!!!
Rain I can handle. Snow that falls eight inches at a time, grey skies that loom about eight inches above the roof, cold that steals your nose and chin right off your face–those are the worst parts of living here.
The beer on the other hand: Excellent. You seem to be offered beers here that you don’t see in the U.S., such as Innes and Gunn, oak-aged in whisky barrels…O.M.G.
P.S. The space flower is now hanging from the dreamcatcher. Yes, I thought that seemed appropriate somehow…