slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: weaving
-
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…
-
First, here’s my current tapestry project. I’m still musing over a title because it is truly abstract. What I’ve noticed is that the lines and shapes have taken on lives of their own in my mind. Right now I’m leaning toward “Fuzzy Dreams.” The inspiration and cartoon is a painting I did in a mark…
-
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…
-
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…
-
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…
-
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…
-
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…
-
Wednesday was mostly a rest day. We both slept a lot and I slipped out around mid-day to let Sandy sleep and explore a little bit. I went downstairs to the coffee shop where I explained what was going on with us to the manager (there was a lot of blood in the room), and…
-
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…
-
Friday-Saturday, Sept. 13-14, 2024 The fog and a few showers rolled in. The rain was needed though. Dust covered the cars in the parking lot from the drive up the roads to Wildacres, which were partially paved. I finally bound my “Dark Forest” book, although it could use a press under weights and I still…
slowly she turned 