slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Author: Laurie
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I’ve been thinking more about this aversion that I had to the patchwork squares, and how my first reaction was that I don’t like pink or shiny. When, actually, that is not true at all. Now I think that was a knee-jerk reaction – a tomboy response. (Here’s a link to one of my very…
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As I shared earlier, I am in Jude Hill’s Magic Diaries online class, which is full of the most amazing ideas and people. This is a Slow class. One of my new goals on this blog is to share my work – beginnings, mistakes, ideas – as well as the finished work or work that…
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Book covers in progress. Painted papers from Albie Smith’s workshop + trash pickings from Patti Grass’ workshop. I can never stay out of a trash can at a book/paper art workshop. The last two covers are for a book that I was stuck on for a long time. Finally I decided to ditch the idea…
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When I first began weaving this piece, some shadowy figures emerged from the painted paper. “What are you waiting for?” they whispered. I unwove it all and thought about the nature of waiting and what I am waiting to do and what I am waiting for as I wrote on the weft paper strips and…
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Right now Theo has claimed his rightful throne, which is on my lap when I’m sitting and in my face when I’m lying down. Guido, our 15 year old tomcat, is preoccupied with his tail. I expect that he will start chasing it at any minute now. I didn’t do anything exciting today. We ran…
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I have had loads of fun weaving painted papers this week. This is why you should save your ugliest papers. Not only might they serve as a background layer for something else, but something interesting happens when you slice and dice and weave them with other papers (or the other half of the same paper).…
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Grains of sand magnified 250 times…wow. You’re walking on beauty and never guessed… http://sandgrains.com/Sand-Grains-Gallery.html
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wood stone metal grate around sidewalk planting
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So, there’s this book. I ordered several great books a few weeks ago, but there’s this book, this one book, that I can’t get past. It is ringing my chimes and I can’t read it for more than a few minutes without feeling like I’m going to have an anxiety attack from sheer joy. The…
slowly she turned 