Cool things about the weekend: had an art opening, shipped a quilt that will get me a check in the mail, finished all my grading for last week, finished the drawing for the new quilt, and numbered it. All good. Today is Monday…the first day of three where I have 2-hour meetings/stuff after school. I will survive.
The quilt I shipped had to be washed to remove traces of cat dander. My parents have no cats, so I wash it there, and then iron it and pack it up there as well. I managed NOT to destroy their house while I was there, although I might have used their air conditioning. Briefly. (This is my mom’s studio…much bigger than mine, but similarly messy.)
Got that done Saturday, which is good. I need the money to pay off part of my portion of the boychild’s college loans.
Came back to this sweetheart asleep in the green fabrics. Again. Perhaps still.
I did go to the gym in the morning too…graded stuff…wrote Saturday’s blog there too.
Saturday night was off to the opening of The Big Story…my piece, You Pollute Me, is on the right, with work by Anna Zappoli on the left and Dan Adams between us.
This was at the end of the night, when they were closing up. It was hard to get a picture before that…although my friend Hannah Johansen was at the show (she had work in it too) and snapped this one…
of me explaining something to Julie. It’s a nice little show. Sophie’s Gallery in Kensington…come for the art, stay for dinner or a glass of wine. It has many options very close by.
This is Sunday morning. I swear she moved in between…
But that’s a look, isn’t it?
One of the things I did Sunday was prep two more small block samples…a house…
And a face…
I like variety…I finished working on this one…
Totally normal and acceptable. And started embroidering this one…
I should send them something tonight. Yup.
After that, I finished the drawing with all the things I’d thought of on Saturday while I was doing something else: monarch, bee, poppy.
She’s wide. But not high.
Then I spent an hour numbering her parts. Hopefully better than the last time I numbered something.
I mean, it would be hard to do a worse job than I did last time.
I’m sure it’s possible, but I’m hoping not.
890 pieces…if I numbered correctly. OK then…tracing tonight, one hopes. I have some other stuff I’m supposed to be doing and haven’t done yet. That’s always the case though. Right now, I need to go to school and fill 10 cups with water and 10 balloons with air. And then try to persuade kids that all solids are NOT hard. Like you do.
Kathy Nida 