Archive for August, 2008
I took a spinning class with my sister-in-law at a local shop. We started on the drop spindles to get a feel for the process and what we’re trying to make the fiber do. We both had some nice beginner’s luck and were having a good time. I found it very satisfying to take something raw (almost anyway, it was washed and combed), like wool, and create something else. And I’m not even a knitter. Not much anyway, I can do a straight knit and purl but that’s it.
I’m enjoying it for sure and if I were to be serious, I’m pretty sure I’d have to get a wheel. The drop spindle is tough for the long haul. But I’m not even sure I’ll delve into this one like the quilting. Maybe someday if we get some alpacas.
looked like this a month ago.
Mine weren’t quite as photogenic. I divided the recipe and didn’t have quite enough dough to make nice pocket pies. It kind of looks like a rhubarb taco. Their yummy-ness more than made up for their appearance. More please.
I’ve been going grey since I was in college. I don’t complain because my older brother went completely salt and pepper fairly early and my younger brother inherited our grandfather’s “generous forehead”. Overall, I’m not doing so bad. Over time the strays have also evolved to include a skunk streak at my hairline. So I’ve been coloring my hair fairly regularly for about 20 years.
Last week I took the same dark brown color of Nice & Easy that I’ve used a half a dozen times and applied it for the usual time for my “resistant greys”.
My hair turned jet, coal, raven, midnight black.
“Miss Clairol” on the helpline said my hair was “color saturated” and I should have done the strand test. Humph. I’ve never done the strand test. No one ever does the strand test.
So anyway, I’m not rock’n roll like Stella on “Project Runway” and I’m too old to pull off the whole Goth thing. It was a bit severe for me. But if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em. I cold-called a salon (I haven’t found a new one since the move) and had my unkempt summer ponytail chopped off into an angled bob. I’m channeling my inner Posh Spice now and I kind of like it. I should have cut my hair ages ago. So something good did come of it.
Take that, Miss Clairol.
Once again the Lowell Quilt Festival does not disappoint. It was an amazing collection of talent, technique and creativity. Traditional, non-traditional, large and small. I learned from last year to give myself plenty of time. What I did not remember was to bring a camera. Grrr.
What I can show you is the fabric I bought to start the Blooming Nine-Patch quilt. I got six of the eight fabrics. I don’t think I even came close to any of the palettes I was toying with. I started with two Kaffe Fassett fabrics and went from there. I like how the Australian print on the right fits right in. A good haul, I think.
I’m trying out some color schemes for my project for the upcoming quilting getaway weekend. Given that I’m a total color geek and just happen to be a computer savvy graphic designer, I’ve got some tricks up my sleeve. I’ve roughly dummied the pattern in Adobe Illustrator. Next, I’ve perused the site ColourLovers.com for some inspiring palette combinations. It’s like being in a candy store of colors. Then I get to try out a few combinations that I found pleasing.
Next will be settling on (only) one I really like and see if I can translate it into fabric. I’ve got a few more palettes to try. I could do this for days.