slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: book arts
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Traci Bunkers’ class was Friday night after the flag book class. I was pretty sick on Friday, and although I thoroughly enjoyed the class, it took all my stamina to get there and make the printing rollers. I didn’t take photos, but I will when I start playing with the groovy printing tools I made…
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Oh, how I love this lady with the wry wit and down-to-earth vibe and cozy friendly demeanor. Every person I meet who has met Diana Trout raves about her. I feel so fortunate to have taken her class and had drinks and dinner with her and Melanie Testa. Oh, it was not a surprise –…
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Hmmm, how do I blog this art retreat? Because I can’t find words to fit the experience. It was a particularly successful and inspirational trip for me. All of my classes were amazing and I would take classes again from any of these teachers in a heartbeat! One day at a time, I suppose. Thursday,…
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I sold six books! I meant to take more photos of my new books, but the wind kicked up and my attention turned to handling my umbrella and table. The top layer ended up having to lie down flat. The red book on the top left sold and I’m sorry that I didn’t get photos…
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Ah, me. The hands situation is worse. I am very depressed. I made an appointment with an orthopedic doctor for April 27. In the meantime, I’m going to try to get a few more books put together this weekend to take with me when we go to the lake later this week, where I’ll try…
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Thanks for your support, as always, my readers rock. I slept without my brace last night and slept well without numbness. Both hands were sore and stiff but quickly came back to normal this morning so I’m going to try to make a post of handmade paper this afternoon when it gets a little warmer…
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I don’t know why it is so much more compelling this year, but the leaves have really caught my attention in a big way. There are many varieties of oaks and maples around here, and the differences between them fascinate me. I bought some gelatin yesterday and hope to spend some time after Thanksgiving making…
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Ah, how I love the first couple of hours on weekend mornings, when I am allowed to slowly transition from dreams to reality. Theo is playing by himself with a wine cork, and another cat, probably Miss Jazz, hisses from under the bed each time he passes by. I have not had another dream about…
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Whew! Anyone in the southeast US can tell you – we have had ENOUGH rain from the remnants of Ida. I am afraid to look in our basement since I know from the last flood that our sump pump doesn’t work. But we actually did better than I expected then so hopefully we will luck…
slowly she turned 