I Swear

Life is getting in the way of art. It’s OK. I’m letting it. A high-school friend is down here for about 24 hours, so I’ve been hanging out with her…waiting for her to show up again right now…so I may not finish this in a timely fashion. Oh well. (Obviously I didn’t…because it’s afternoon now.) Besides, they’re pouring concrete at the house above me, so there’s motors and machines and lots of yelling. Somehow the yelling gets stuff done. AND the last chapter of the book I’m copyediting just showed up this morning…so there’s that. And the 17 errands I keep putting off…I’ll be working on those this afternoon. So busy while on vacation! Watching the leftover days of summer tick away. I’m going to have to do lesson prep next week, I think. Crap.

I did get some art time in, though, while waiting and in between stuff…I had enlarged this drawing Friday night after all the sewing machines broke, and then taped it together. Yesterday morning, I added space to all the sides to finish the drawing.

I also penciled in some possibilities, but obviously haven’t had time to really decide what to do with it.

And last night after dinner, I did stitch down some more.

It’s taking forever because I haven’t been home. I’ll get focused soon. Hopefully tomorrow will be very focused. Ha. OK. Maybe. Certainly if the concrete was poured today, they should have to stay away from it for a while, right? No more yelling.

Boychild was trimming upslope yesterday…because it was cooler. Today is Not Cooler.

I appreciate all the shit he does.

So my friend and I went to the San Diego Museum of Art because of the Quilts and Color exhibit, but also saw some other stuff, like this Chinese brush painting…

And some more normal paintings, but I’m less of a fan of the normal. And then lots of quilts…

Lots of log cabins…

Nothing I hadn’t seen before in style, but they are still interesting examples…

This one was silks and the strips were tiny…

Beautiful stuff…

And the old utilitarian tied wool quilts…

Are kinda fun.

An entire room of devotional art…interesting stuff.

And dinner out with the parents and kids. The dog has been in the pool about 700 times. Then she tromps around in the dirt and wants to come back in. Sigh.

If I ever redo the rest of my floors, it’s gonna be easy to clean, but not WHITE tile. Like mottled tiles with dog footprints of all sizes already imprinted on them. So you’ll never know how dirty it is.

So I’m really tired, too much brain exhaustion, don’t feel like stitching or drawing at this very moment in time. Just drank two full glasses of water (dehydration kicks my ass this time of year). So I’m ready to float down a river asleep in a raft. Too bad none of that is available at the moment. I will be better tomorrow. I swear.