Jun 1
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New month, new Theme: holes.

This is holes in two layers of silk, offset slightly, so you can see the printed leaves underneath, also on silk. Still going for those raggedy edges.

possible sick child in lap, must sleep.

May 31
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So I finished the Wed. postcard early Thurs morning, and started this one to finish in plenty of time later, and then Aerin was finishing a report and hogged the computer until after I had fallen asleep for the night. We may need to expand the family network. Heck, I might need my own machine. What a thought.

This is the last of the leaves for May. It is the back of the fabric I was painting with both transparent and metallic paints to see if I could get the metallic to show through the sun printed paint. It almost worked – you can see the outlines faintly on the front – but when I turned it over the back looked so organic, and interesting, that I used that instead. It felt weird to have real edges again. I liked the fringey edges, but I am guessing they wouldn’t mail well. I’m not sure how wedded I am to the whole mailing thing though. The biggest issues for me seem to be size, and sticking to the theme somehow.

May 30
Originally uploaded by Dancing Crow.

I found a little bit of my first handspun, and knitted it into these leaves from Nicky Epstein’s Knitted Embellishments book while watching the Yarn Harlot do her thing at the Calvin. She was great. I may even be a blurry face in one of the audience shots. I had written an email asking if she needed guiding by a native to important things such as pastry, great food, local beer or caffeine, and I got back what has to be the most graceful “thank you but no” I’ve ever seen. So I just had my usual day, which seemed to contain a lot of backing and forthing, as well as a new pair of shoes for Alice who had outgrown hers the night before, and finished up in an auditorium full (I mean, really full) of women and some knitting men and some simply supporting men, listening to the Harlot. She totally rocks. In the Q&A afterwards we managed to make her feel guilty for ignoring and not naming her dryer, accuse her of being an enabler or even a pusher for yarn abuse, and discover that she had played role playing games and still had (in a closet somewhere?) a half elf magic user character…

The day ended with a great surprise; one of my favorite people from my last town, serially the children’s librarian and then Aerin’s pre-school teacher – had come to see the Harlot, and shouted at me. So she came home with me and we had a great visit. Hi Mary!

That was Wednesday. I just barely finished my leaves and fell into bed.