Studio talk

Sunday in the studio

So here are the two tasks before me today and through the end of 2019.

I am going to complete “Blackbird” and “Caterpillar.”

I am going to clean up the other side of the front room, which is currently piled up with junk. This is what I have been referring to as purgatory, where stuff goes to wait until it is burned or recycled. This is a big project but I am reaaaaaally done with walking in the front door every day to face this. By the end of the year, these piles and boxes shall be gone.

Plus I have a warm studio, and can even cook on top of this, but the trick is to keep it so that the heat doesn’t run me out of the studio. So no stovetop cooking today.

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Saturday morning coffee pot post

It is technically still morning. I couldn’t decide what I wanted to do this morning. The cool breeze on the front porch is delightful and it is so nice to share that space with my cats. Pablocito has taken to sleeping on the swing since Diego has won the battle of territory over the cat tower. I set up a table with a cushion next to the cat tower and Diego has claimed that too. It is odd that Pablocito rules the cat food bowls but Diego is Top Cat in all other things. Anyway, I’ve been re-reading Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance and I made another pot of coffee.

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Mr. Wiggleworm wouldn’t hold still.

I managed to make even more room in the studio this week, and several of my plastic containers are heading to Reconsidered Goods or Goodwill, thanks to a gift from ZhaK of several cigar boxes and tins and candy boxes and a basket. I tackled the dreaded top drawer of my mother’s dresser which I have been filling with whatnot on top of her stuff, and as most objects of dread are, it was not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. After four years I think I am coming to some peace about my mother’s passing.

Fringeless, the online class by Rebecca Mezoff and Sarah Swett, begins on July 9. I took apart my copper pipe loom with the idea that I’d use the pipes for dyeing, and then realized that I would need it for this class. This is the pipe loom that I had the problem of it torqueing under tension. I glued the joints back together with super glue, except for the connection with the feet, which I want to be able to remove or adjust, and I hope this will help the torqueing problem, otherwise I will be be looking for someone who will solder it for me.

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My mind is calming down. I’ve been able to sleep better. Thinking about aging in place more as I’ve realized how difficult it would be to emigrate somewhere that is not hot and humid. We still plan to visit Portugal and Spain next year. I will try to talk Sandy into limiting it to Portugal. I’ve learned that the temptation to do more often leads to me feeling frustrated and exhausted. Sandy has always “had eyes bigger than his stomach” in most things, and while it is easy for him to convince me to go wider (who doesn’t want more of a good thing?), I am more of the opinion that it is better to go deeper.

The silver maple tree was supposed to be in the process of coming down today, but we had a miscommunication with the arborist, so it has been rescheduled to August 2. That was probably a good thing since a big storm came through yesterday and blew a lot of my tomato cages over. I will need to go out and stake them today. The high is only supposed to get up to 77 degrees today! So nice after days of 90 plus and humid, and we get to give our AC and fan motors a break.

I can’t decide what to do next in the studio. My hands are hurting from too much mouse use at work and game playing and book holding so I think that I might get the sewing machine out, see if it forgives me after the accordion book project. If not, maybe it’s time to open up my mother’s Singer cabinet. I will head down to Lake Waccamaw for a spell later and that will be a great place to hand stitch and dye, if I am good to my hands now.

Okay, that’s enough. The church bells are playing hymns (ARGHHHHHHHHHH) and so I know that it is noon. I also know that the name of the song is “The Church’s One Foundation” and I see and hear the inside of Bear Swamp Baptist Church, my mother and father next to me in the pew. This might seem comforting to others. I hope that one day it might be that way for me, because I do not foresee us moving from here nor do I foresee the church stopping its twice daily hymn playing.

But the day is beautiful, the flowers in the hugelkultur bed are beginning to bloom, and the garden is calling. This is a good place. I am lucky to live here.

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MLK Jr. Day

Tapestry diary 2018

Tapestry diary 2018

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A little progress. At least all the plastic bags are gone and the coned yarn is with the other cones. Will bring back a couple more boxes of fabric stash today from the other studio. That’s the main thing I have hoarded, and to think that I’ve already given so much away boggles my mind. I might wind some warp for the double weave rag rug project I began 3-4 years ago and abandoned. I’d like to get something going on the Macomber loom this year.

Very cold again today. Snow predicted tomorrow night. Hopefully light – we have stuff to do at work that can’t be rescheduled. I walk to work so it’s no big deal for me, but the schools around here shut down on just a prediction of snow and it affects other people’s ability to show up. Our office often has school-aged kids hanging out! They are very well-behaved, much more than I would have been at that age.

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Tapestry diary progress

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The gray area was a rainy Thursday. On Friday, a stormfront moved through, bringing more intense cold on its winds. On Saturday and Sunday, I moved boxes, purged, and shelved in the home studio.

I feel good about the organizing I’ve done in this studio so far. Trying not to do so much that I hurt myself. Installed a clip-on shop light in a dark corner and it makes a huge difference.

When I thought hard about what bothered me the most about working/playing in this studio, the first three things were dim light, too many plastic bags and cardboard boxes, and disorganization. I have a lot of clear plastic shoeboxes that I’ve dumped a lot of the plastic bags into. I want to be able to find what I need without opening every box and drawer, so I need more labels for the boxes that aren’t transparent. I also want it to be less cluttered.

I need to remember that there is more that needs to be moved over here. Tomorrow I’ll move a little more, and play on the sewing machine at the other studio.

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The Studio

Yesterday I had a stroke of luck. After going to PetSmart to buy Frontline for the cats ($110 for 6 doses, OW), I went to the studio on Wharton St. to fill up the Chevy with what I could get into it. Had to take advantage of my high energy level! Susanne had hired a guy to clean up the yard and I was able to pay him $20 to deliver my shelf units to my house afterwards. Less than it would have been to rent a truck, and much more convenient!

So instead of weaving on Cathedral, I spent the rest of the day shifting stuff around. We have a long room at the front of our Craftsman house. It’s a little too narrow to work with very well. At one time we tried to make it our living room, but eventually we moved the sofa, TV, etc. in what was supposed to be our dining room. We never sat at the table anyway – it was a junk collector like our countertops are now. I moved my studio from the back building to half of the front room, and of course it is a mess just like every other place in the house!

We decided to put one of the shelf units in the middle of the room like a room divider. Now that I have more storage in here, I am looking at what you see when you first walk into the space. I’m going to move the more attractive stuff like cones of yarn and books to those areas, and try to keep my bookbinding/painting supplies in one area, my weaving and sewing to another. We’ll see how it goes. This may just be a subconscious effort to avoid weaving on Cathedral today, but I’m excited. It’s almost like getting a new studio. What I’d really love to do one day is to get a carpenter to put in wall to ceiling shelves on most of the wall space. I also need much better lighting.

Here are some before shots. Keep in mind that some of the junk is boxes to be donated to Reconsidered Goods or recycled. I’m planning to sell the Schacht Baby Wolf loom, but I think I’ll keep the Dorothy loom up high on the shelves so I’ll have a portable one if I ever buy a camper.

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Here’s what it looks like when you look in the studio when you come in the front door. The basket was made by a dear former friend of mine.

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This is looking back at the “new” room divider, my Macomber loom and the other half of the room where the woodstove is.

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In case you wonder how I keep my tapestry from being destroyed by my cats (and they have damaged the ones I hung on the wall, so they are not on the wall any more), I have found that they hate foil. Anything I want them to stay away from, I cover with foil.

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This is the area I want to make prettier.

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And here is the view from where I am sitting.

I’ll post my tapestry updates later. I need to eat. I forget about that sometimes.