testing testing testing this is a test!
27.4.15
7.7.14
Sunshine, lollipops and raaaaaaiiinbows
I'm going to quilt the thing by hand and I'm pretty excited to be starting all that stitching soon.
Yay!
Just need to find myself some batting and fabric for the edging and the back, and we'll be ready to rock.
Now I'm off to explore the Knitter's Emporium Tent sale! Boxes and boxes of cheap beautiful yarn. What could be more lovely.
15.6.14
2:38
2:38 am blog posts.
there is no summing up the craziness of today... no keeping track of the thoughts that flipped back in forth today in the brain-hole.
but i'm here to record 2 am taxi talks:
where i am told the best way to live is without dreams.
not to set your happiness far away but to live each day, as they come.
day by day, enjoying the many things that spill out of them.
that is happiness.
where i am told not to strive for dreams.
and he asks me about destiny and control:
at each step along the road can come good or bad.
out of failure, good can grow:
out of hope's dust, new chances.
watched over by someone, maybe.
someone who knows.
better.
he says, i am bright guy and
i used to be very proud.
people would tell me often how bright I was,
but now i look higher.
here are a few pieces of advice for you:
never borrow money.
live in your means.
don't stop thinking.
instead, write.
people can benefit from your thoughts, he says.
how old are you?
and you should meet my wife.
she says the same things you do.
----
I've been thinking too much lately thoughts have been clogging my mind. I feel like I'm at a crossroads of sorts but too scared to make the first step onto a new path. I'm crippled by ideas of right and wrong, good and bad, making foolish choices. I'm trying to figure out how you can know yourself and know your thoughts, know who you are and what you want.
2 am cab rides though, man.
2 am cab rides do wonders to clear the head. Best twenty dollars I've ever spent of someone else's money.
(and if you read this, thank you too, you.)
there is no summing up the craziness of today... no keeping track of the thoughts that flipped back in forth today in the brain-hole.
but i'm here to record 2 am taxi talks:
where i am told the best way to live is without dreams.
not to set your happiness far away but to live each day, as they come.
day by day, enjoying the many things that spill out of them.
that is happiness.
where i am told not to strive for dreams.
and he asks me about destiny and control:
at each step along the road can come good or bad.
out of failure, good can grow:
out of hope's dust, new chances.
watched over by someone, maybe.
someone who knows.
better.
he says, i am bright guy and
i used to be very proud.
people would tell me often how bright I was,
but now i look higher.
here are a few pieces of advice for you:
never borrow money.
live in your means.
don't stop thinking.
instead, write.
people can benefit from your thoughts, he says.
how old are you?
and you should meet my wife.
she says the same things you do.
----
I've been thinking too much lately thoughts have been clogging my mind. I feel like I'm at a crossroads of sorts but too scared to make the first step onto a new path. I'm crippled by ideas of right and wrong, good and bad, making foolish choices. I'm trying to figure out how you can know yourself and know your thoughts, know who you are and what you want.
2 am cab rides though, man.
2 am cab rides do wonders to clear the head. Best twenty dollars I've ever spent of someone else's money.
(and if you read this, thank you too, you.)
12.6.14
Welcome, welcome.
Newest addition to my small being.
Address your greetings to Mr. Loon.
Done by the lovely Kayla Grant!
15.5.14
And she's been living on the highest shelf...
So, this about sums me up at the moment.
But I'm not complaining in the least: truthfully knitting is all I feel like doing.
School's been over for almost a month and I'm still lost somewhere on the very beginning of the road to recovery.
My brain shuts down when even the firstlings of thought unconnected to knitting (or BBC Charles Dickens television productions) floats its way.
People keep telling me this is okay. Haha, I wonder how long it will continue to be acceptable for.
People keep telling me this is okay. Haha, I wonder how long it will continue to be acceptable for.
I had planned on going away for an art adventure escape: to sign up for painting and printmaking classes. I had planned on doing lots of drawings, designing repeats, working in photo shop...
But I haven't.
I tell myself I'm still recovering from a long long long long long long year of school. I think I could go on recovering for the next three years. I'm not looking forward to school in the fall. Part of me wishes I wasn't going back and that part of me that wishes that is a pretty large part of me.
I feel like I'm living in a dream world of knitting, BBC, and coffee. It's a nice dream, but I have this haunting feeling it can't be all that good for one's being.
A kind someone told me recently that I'm too hard on myself. I think I believe it. I do believe it. It's hard to figure out how to stop doing it though.
I've been feeling like a little bit of a disaster: unsure of what I want and unsure of which steps to take.
Scared of making wrong choices.
How do you know when to follow your heart?
So I just knit and watch BBC and drink so much coffee that I get a little twitchy.
And I go to work.
Work isn't really a comfort but I look forward to it. Sometimes it makes things difficult: But it's a fun job, with fun fun people and we have fun.
That's all for now.
Scared of making wrong choices.
How do you know when to follow your heart?
So I just knit and watch BBC and drink so much coffee that I get a little twitchy.
And I go to work.
Work isn't really a comfort but I look forward to it. Sometimes it makes things difficult: But it's a fun job, with fun fun people and we have fun.
That's all for now.
20.3.14
With the sky blue sky...
It's a little less gray today than it was yesterday.
I'm working on some collages today for surface design class. We've been doing so much cutting and pasting lately I forget how much I love it.
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| Sir Pitt's Adventures |
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| The Invisible Candlesticks |
It's been a good work day today. I've lost my to-do-list. Once I find it I'll realize how behind I still am...but it's nice to feel good about everything, even if for only a little while.
:)
Seeee you.
19.3.14
Hellllo!
I'm working up the nerve to venture out into the bleak and bleary cold outside world.
I need fusible interfacing, bow-tie sliders, and a large spool of white cotton thread before I can move any further forward on the long list of today-to-do-things.
But it's so gray outside today and I don't feel like doing anything but drink hot sweet tea and be glad I'm not at school.
Let's start by admitting that all my New Year's resolutions have flopped. I've neglected blogging, gave up on my bible-in-a-year quest, haven't read any books, still wear leggings eight out of seven days a week, don't eat breakfast often enough and drink way too much coffee.
Not reading books confuses my heart the most, I think. I love reading and the concept that I have only read one very short book since this school year began, hurts my heart immensely.
Something is terribly wrong with this year.
Things have been busy: mind-meltingly, soul numbingly so.
School is growing increasingly intense and uninteresting and I have to focus my thoughts often to dreams of my and Trevor's wood and water surrounded cabin of craft that floats somewhere in the future.
There have been a few new things happening-- work placements and applications for summer opportunities: things that are anxiety surrounded but not bad.
I recently started my work placement with Stephanie Fortin of Coeur De Lion Textiles:
This is part of her face and part of her fabric. She is lovely and fun and kind and does beautiful work. You should check her out: http://www.coeurdeliontextiles.com/
Trevor's gone off on an adventure to Milwaukee to commune with fellow clay lovers. It's a week long clay conference: complete with demos and dance parties. What fun!
And, it's long past time I get back to work.
Wish me luck, and
I'll seeeee you all again, sometime soon.
I need fusible interfacing, bow-tie sliders, and a large spool of white cotton thread before I can move any further forward on the long list of today-to-do-things.
But it's so gray outside today and I don't feel like doing anything but drink hot sweet tea and be glad I'm not at school.
Let's start by admitting that all my New Year's resolutions have flopped. I've neglected blogging, gave up on my bible-in-a-year quest, haven't read any books, still wear leggings eight out of seven days a week, don't eat breakfast often enough and drink way too much coffee.
Not reading books confuses my heart the most, I think. I love reading and the concept that I have only read one very short book since this school year began, hurts my heart immensely.
Something is terribly wrong with this year.
Things have been busy: mind-meltingly, soul numbingly so.
School is growing increasingly intense and uninteresting and I have to focus my thoughts often to dreams of my and Trevor's wood and water surrounded cabin of craft that floats somewhere in the future.
There have been a few new things happening-- work placements and applications for summer opportunities: things that are anxiety surrounded but not bad.
I recently started my work placement with Stephanie Fortin of Coeur De Lion Textiles:
This is part of her face and part of her fabric. She is lovely and fun and kind and does beautiful work. You should check her out: http://www.coeurdeliontextiles.com/
Trevor's gone off on an adventure to Milwaukee to commune with fellow clay lovers. It's a week long clay conference: complete with demos and dance parties. What fun!
And, it's long past time I get back to work.
Wish me luck, and
I'll seeeee you all again, sometime soon.
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