slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: fiber art
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Polar vortex report: We were slammed with two winter storms one week apart severe enough to be granted the names of Fern and Gianni. Fern was sleet and ice, what we normally get around here when we get any winter weather. No fun at all and the ice accumulation meant that a lot of people…
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I think that I’ve figured out that I’m going back to stitching and creating woven pieces with cloth strips and paper every day and integrating found objects as I get a whim. The ones that I’ve done in the past provided me with a lot of pleasure. However, the problem with this plan is that…
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It’s time for my annual ritual of summarizing the previous year and writing about my hopes and plans for the next year. In 2025, I let go of more of my blogging and turned my blog into more of a web site. In late January I headed to Tucson, Arizona to visit my dear friend…
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A long weekend over Halloween at the Big Lynn Lodge in Little Switzerland was another balm to my soul. I found this group of fiber artists on Facebook, and not knowing a soul there, I headed off for the Blue Ridge Mountains again. Now I have a new group of friends. The only requirement to…
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This was the third year that I’ve attended Edwina Bringle‘s fiber art retreat at Wildacres Retreat near Little Switzerland, NC. I’ve fallen in love with this area (and Edwina). It broke my heart when Hurricane Helene devastated so much here last year just after I left. The people here at the time had to be…
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I am back to really enjoying weaving again. There’s something about laying in that yarn to fill those spaces – so simple but can be so complex. Here’s what the inside of my studio looks like now. Sandy has decided that he is happier painting in his man-cave where he can access photos on his…
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No April Fool’s today. Nothing could shock me. I would believe anything. I can’t seem to deal with updating this website. I don’t want to make anything for sale. I haven’t been doing my stitch meditations for the past week. I don’t feel like starting seeds or planting anything. I don’t care about cooking any…
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Retirement is so weird. The world is disgustingly surreal. The day is over before I know it. It goes so fast. I was supposed to have so much time on my hands to do ALL THE THINGS. Much of it is wasted on computer games and scrolling through social media. I do focus on artists,…
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I knew that I needed some kind of daily art practice, but I am terrible at sticking to it. In 2018 I wove a tapestry diary for the first part of the year, which started as daily, then became weekly, and then monthly, before I finally gave up due to depression that summer. I had…
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Sunday, Sept. 15, 2024. I am 3/4 of the way through! I may even finish this in time for Christmas! Although we had to vacate our rooms by 9:30 a.m., my classmates cleaned up the studio and we trickled out until it was just Edwina and I, working on my tapestry and her on a…
slowly she turned 