for this weeks theme of "insect" at illustration friday, please click on image to see it larger.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Monday, March 06, 2006
flying fish
sometimes
i
am
a
flying
fish
usually
it
happens
in
my dreams
in the night
when all is still
i dive
and fly
above the clouds
i
am
a
flying
fish
usually
it
happens
in
my dreams
in the night
when all is still
i dive
and fly
above the clouds
Friday, March 03, 2006
check in
the check in time is 8:23am
in which i am checking in
head to toe
head okay,
neckstiff,
wrist a little sore right hand
chest clear
midsection sound
legs strong
ankles well
kishkas groovy
pancreas peaceful
arteries artful
mind sound
score 7 out of 10
grade b
mood indigo
emotion trickster
tastebuds saturated
tea buds yet to fill
in which i am checking in
head to toe
head okay,
neckstiff,
wrist a little sore right hand
chest clear
midsection sound
legs strong
ankles well
kishkas groovy
pancreas peaceful
arteries artful
mind sound
score 7 out of 10
grade b
mood indigo
emotion trickster
tastebuds saturated
tea buds yet to fill
Thursday, March 02, 2006
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
tea and me
happy birthday to me!
i think i will have a cup of tea.
for this weeks theme at illustration friday "tea"
i think i will have a cup of tea.
for this weeks theme at illustration friday "tea"
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
song
an illustration for last weeks theme at illustration friday, which was song.
a few minor calamities has keept me a little behind in my blogging activities.
for today sing the song!
a few minor calamities has keept me a little behind in my blogging activities.
for today sing the song!
Monday, February 27, 2006
words
this little book is hand made by Ria at www.renmeleon.com. Thank you so much Ria. It is a little journal for my speaking stones, and each page has a letter to log the many speaking stone words. So nice, I love it. Thank you so!
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
sweetnellie surprise!
Gorgeous Mail! Lucky me. A new friend to share the studio with. She arrived yesterday via post from Sweetnellie. Please check out her other lovelies at www.flickr.com/photos/30257398@N00/
Thanks so much Trish!
xo
now what to name this new friend hmmmh?
Thanks so much Trish!
xo
now what to name this new friend hmmmh?
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
pillow kitties in a line
click on to see many more pillowy things.
i am stock piling pillows to have soft places to land.
i am stock piling pillows to have soft places to land.
Monday, February 20, 2006
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Monday, February 13, 2006
lovely garden
i am planting
seeds
to grow
a
lovely
garden
it starts first in a dark moist corner
of my mind
and the seeds
the gooduns
will become
big flowers
makin mama
proud
turning her face
up to the sun
and thanking the rain
on cloudy days
when vision is poor
an eye turned inward
to see
little sproutlings
being born
green and fresh and fragrant
the moss
and rock
helping
holding hands
in ancient patterns
that the world has spun
again again again
growin a garden
a lovely garden
half wild
half not
with everycolour
under the sun
in the greenhouse
under my skull
my fertile little noggin
i water rest watch listen
and hope
always hope
un alone
together
in time
and step
up to the very tops of trees
the hugest prize winningness flowers ever
smell 'em
take it
grow some
grow some more
gardens are good
in technicolour
in between dark rich
browns
and rusts
and green
green greens
and in silvery shadow
of greys
so quiet they whisper
so silent they sing
growing a lovely garden
growing
growing
growing
from seeds
tiniest thinist hardly visable
that is where the lovely garden begins
seeds
to grow
a
lovely
garden
it starts first in a dark moist corner
of my mind
and the seeds
the gooduns
will become
big flowers
makin mama
proud
turning her face
up to the sun
and thanking the rain
on cloudy days
when vision is poor
an eye turned inward
to see
little sproutlings
being born
green and fresh and fragrant
the moss
and rock
helping
holding hands
in ancient patterns
that the world has spun
again again again
growin a garden
a lovely garden
half wild
half not
with everycolour
under the sun
in the greenhouse
under my skull
my fertile little noggin
i water rest watch listen
and hope
always hope
un alone
together
in time
and step
up to the very tops of trees
the hugest prize winningness flowers ever
smell 'em
take it
grow some
grow some more
gardens are good
in technicolour
in between dark rich
browns
and rusts
and green
green greens
and in silvery shadow
of greys
so quiet they whisper
so silent they sing
growing a lovely garden
growing
growing
growing
from seeds
tiniest thinist hardly visable
that is where the lovely garden begins
Sunday, February 12, 2006
babble before sun rise
lets see what this insomnia brings. it isn't exactly insomnia although it is early. but rather odd napping. falling into slumber and inattentive movie watching. lets be truthful, i have a bug. its in my throat and ears and nose, i call it fred, although it is female and its real name is frederica.
apparently throat pain has to do with unexpressed words and feelings, perhaps this type type typing will ease the pain.
360 degree tour at 5:01 this morning. in darkness less the glow of esmerelda the computer
chilly a little in a grey tee shirt with a stain and monkey pants
behind me rubble and clutter and heaps and hopes
papers and pillows and things not put away and suitcases filled with flowers and fabrics and all sorts of trim
actually the trim is in a purse of straw
kermit, an iron, unstuffed pillows, a quiet fax machine, the door that is closed.
down the hall sleepers one , and two
outside the street lamp with an orange glow
across the street an old age home with one of the windows illuminated
perhaps i should go and cross the road fly up to the window with a gentle rap rap and ask if they wish to play
chinese checkers or if they have any coco or spare chocolate around or maybe a soothing herbal tea camomile?
my mind like a quiet and dark city street, slick and alert and dead in a way
up the wall white rectangles drawings of jays of odd things and onions in black and white
in the window a dream catcher and an old frame, no glass just a little sweet metal
a rack of scissors from sandy from christmas
ladybugs that relieve achy muscels
a tangerine box full of c.d.s
thoughts zig zag and rick rack
sleep is seeping in
and the throat eases a little as all the words spill out
good morning
good night
apparently throat pain has to do with unexpressed words and feelings, perhaps this type type typing will ease the pain.
360 degree tour at 5:01 this morning. in darkness less the glow of esmerelda the computer
chilly a little in a grey tee shirt with a stain and monkey pants
behind me rubble and clutter and heaps and hopes
papers and pillows and things not put away and suitcases filled with flowers and fabrics and all sorts of trim
actually the trim is in a purse of straw
kermit, an iron, unstuffed pillows, a quiet fax machine, the door that is closed.
down the hall sleepers one , and two
outside the street lamp with an orange glow
across the street an old age home with one of the windows illuminated
perhaps i should go and cross the road fly up to the window with a gentle rap rap and ask if they wish to play
chinese checkers or if they have any coco or spare chocolate around or maybe a soothing herbal tea camomile?
my mind like a quiet and dark city street, slick and alert and dead in a way
up the wall white rectangles drawings of jays of odd things and onions in black and white
in the window a dream catcher and an old frame, no glass just a little sweet metal
a rack of scissors from sandy from christmas
ladybugs that relieve achy muscels
a tangerine box full of c.d.s
thoughts zig zag and rick rack
sleep is seeping in
and the throat eases a little as all the words spill out
good morning
good night
Friday, February 10, 2006
at the museum pillow
much pillow making
the world can be hard
pillows are soft
the back of this one is brown corduroy
me and rita, the sewing machine
have been getting on well,
much pillow making
more can be seen in the pillow set at flickr and some are also featured at www.kimssuitcase.etsy.com and ready to be purchased by pillow needing people
the world can be hard
pillows are soft
the back of this one is brown corduroy
me and rita, the sewing machine
have been getting on well,
much pillow making
more can be seen in the pillow set at flickr and some are also featured at www.kimssuitcase.etsy.com and ready to be purchased by pillow needing people
Thursday, February 09, 2006
chairs
for this weeks theme at illustration friday,
please click on the image and go to largest size at flickr so you can see all the little chairs a little bigger
please click on the image and go to largest size at flickr so you can see all the little chairs a little bigger
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
corner of my home
Welcome to this corner of my apartment. Ring the bells and speak to the gods...Click on the photo to read all about what is inside this little shrine of mine.
xo
xo
Monday, February 06, 2006
Ines' surprise package
Mail is good, but this mail was not only good but wonderful too. Too many surprises to fit in the frame, including balls of lovely yarn and star sequins. Thank you so much Ines! The box is also covered in great stamps of the landscape of Portugal, very nice!
Friday, February 03, 2006
I have been tagged!
keri tagged me see her in the links,
4 things, 4 things, 4 things
the number scares me a little it means death in Japanese a little unlucky like the number 13, to me it represents stability and for some reason that scares me too. It is my sisters favorite number and she likes the square as well. My favorite number is three...three saved my life, stopped me from dissapearing out of the blue, I use to chant three, three, threeeee all the way home!
this above has nothing to do with the tag, just a little preambles-do...
here we go, one, two, three, four!
4 jobs I have had.
-bookstore clerk, for ever and a day..Currently in a somewhat charming and utterly seedy second hand book, music and movie store
-special educational assistant, for children and young adults with special needs, one high light of this job was taking 4 autistic boys to the royal winter fair...We all liked the wonder dogs
-camp arts instructor at a arts day camp, the only job I ever got fired from (it was about me wanting the process to be important rather than the product...We made an awesome multi media mural, but no ashtray...ca va)
-bookworm, an actual bookworm in a costume for a spelling bee (the fairy princess costume didn't fit...The story of my life)
the girl that won the bee is one of my heros she was so passionate and intense and she could spell!
4 Movies I watch over and over
-Harold and Maude
-Housekeeping by Bill Forsyth if only I could get my hands on a copy
-Ghost World based on the Dan Clowes comic, if only Simon would please return it.
-Antonia's Line
4 Places I have lived
-Toronto, Toronto, Toronto, Toronto,
north, west, east
-Akita, Japan for 9 months
-Berlin, Germany for 3 months
-Cuckfield,England for 18 months
I was born there
4 TV Shows (over the course of my entire life)
-the Friendly Giant
-Batman (live action from the 1960's)
-H.R. Puffin Stuff
-coronation Street (currently since I was six)
4 Places I have vacationed
-Lodz, Poland
-Shodoshima, Japan
-New York City
-Montreal
4 of my favorite dishes
-Dim Sum
-Okonomiyaki
-Mummy's Roast Lamb
-Jay's first date Eggplant Parmesan
4 sites I visit daily
(please click on the links to take you there)
-Keri
-Tania
-Loose Tooth
(check out how Brandy spent her birthday!)
-Flikr, cause I am an image junkie!
many others, also etsy to go to a virtual
craft show each day...Is that four?
4 Places I would rather Be
that's hard as I am quite hobbit-ish in my stay at home
drinking tea way...But
-in the company of friends and a pot of tea
-having a swim
-lost
-somewhere I have never been!
I tag, Dave H, Rhya, Tania, and Cindy at Learning Daily
and Rhonda who keeps me on my toes...is that 4,
I failed math as well as spelling!
xoxo
4 things, 4 things, 4 things
the number scares me a little it means death in Japanese a little unlucky like the number 13, to me it represents stability and for some reason that scares me too. It is my sisters favorite number and she likes the square as well. My favorite number is three...three saved my life, stopped me from dissapearing out of the blue, I use to chant three, three, threeeee all the way home!
this above has nothing to do with the tag, just a little preambles-do...
here we go, one, two, three, four!
4 jobs I have had.
-bookstore clerk, for ever and a day..Currently in a somewhat charming and utterly seedy second hand book, music and movie store
-special educational assistant, for children and young adults with special needs, one high light of this job was taking 4 autistic boys to the royal winter fair...We all liked the wonder dogs
-camp arts instructor at a arts day camp, the only job I ever got fired from (it was about me wanting the process to be important rather than the product...We made an awesome multi media mural, but no ashtray...ca va)
-bookworm, an actual bookworm in a costume for a spelling bee (the fairy princess costume didn't fit...The story of my life)
the girl that won the bee is one of my heros she was so passionate and intense and she could spell!
4 Movies I watch over and over
-Harold and Maude
-Housekeeping by Bill Forsyth if only I could get my hands on a copy
-Ghost World based on the Dan Clowes comic, if only Simon would please return it.
-Antonia's Line
4 Places I have lived
-Toronto, Toronto, Toronto, Toronto,
north, west, east
-Akita, Japan for 9 months
-Berlin, Germany for 3 months
-Cuckfield,England for 18 months
I was born there
4 TV Shows (over the course of my entire life)
-the Friendly Giant
-Batman (live action from the 1960's)
-H.R. Puffin Stuff
-coronation Street (currently since I was six)
4 Places I have vacationed
-Lodz, Poland
-Shodoshima, Japan
-New York City
-Montreal
4 of my favorite dishes
-Dim Sum
-Okonomiyaki
-Mummy's Roast Lamb
-Jay's first date Eggplant Parmesan
4 sites I visit daily
(please click on the links to take you there)
-Keri
-Tania
-Loose Tooth
(check out how Brandy spent her birthday!)
-Flikr, cause I am an image junkie!
many others, also etsy to go to a virtual
craft show each day...Is that four?
4 Places I would rather Be
that's hard as I am quite hobbit-ish in my stay at home
drinking tea way...But
-in the company of friends and a pot of tea
-having a swim
-lost
-somewhere I have never been!
I tag, Dave H, Rhya, Tania, and Cindy at Learning Daily
and Rhonda who keeps me on my toes...is that 4,
I failed math as well as spelling!
xoxo
Thursday, February 02, 2006
zines and posies and all things rosie and not
I invite those of you in Toronto to come to the Cut n' Paste show at Sneaky Dee's this coming Saturday February the 4th. It is a zine show. I will be there with a suitcase full of flowers. For more information please go to
www.geocities.com/cutnpastezines
www.geocities.com/cutnpastezines
Monday, January 30, 2006
glamour kitty
with her fans, the cause of all the kitty line ups last week, a chance for them to get an autograph from a real glamour puss!
for this weeks theme "glamour" at www.illustrationfriday.com
for this weeks theme "glamour" at www.illustrationfriday.com
Thursday, January 26, 2006
roses and daisies valentine dance party
How could you go wrong by buying this sweet little romantic pillow.
It even has a delightful pocket for a love note.
Don't disapoint your lovely this valentines day.
Only one in stock. Completly original and oh so hand made!
now on sale at
www.kimssuitcase.etsy. com
because everyone needs a soft spot to call their own
xoxox
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
cats in a line
for this weeks theme at illustration friday
"Cats"
please click on them to see them clearer at flickr, then click to all sizes and choose large...
What do you think they are lining up for?
Fish cakes?
Viola lessons?
Knitwear?
Boots?
Catnip?
Movie?
Casting Call?
Dumplings?
Other?
please check one or add your own in the comments,
really i would love to know!
"Cats"
please click on them to see them clearer at flickr, then click to all sizes and choose large...
What do you think they are lining up for?
Fish cakes?
Viola lessons?
Knitwear?
Boots?
Catnip?
Movie?
Casting Call?
Dumplings?
Other?
please check one or add your own in the comments,
really i would love to know!
Monday, January 23, 2006
Dark dark spot
last night i had a dream
a bad dream
featuring the death of Margaret Atwood
newspapers turning into cast iron pans for cooking pancakes
and the end of the world
today i got a phone call
the kind of phone call i never wish to ever have again
my daughter was missing
no you say
yes says i
to put you out of concern and to make sure dear reader
you do not plunge head long into the green running river
i dreamt of last night
i can say she was found
safe
sound
she had taken it upon herself to leave the school yard at lunch time
to take a walk
with a following friend in tow
she was looking she said for a new house
having heard us mulling the idea in a fantastical not now kind of way
lucky for me
my sister was in the kitchen
and said
don't panic
....Yet'
i sat for five minutes
void, in shock
horrified
the worse living dream
real
the phone again rings
found,
brought back by Lula the crossing guard
and my heart ticks again
to the beat of never again never again never again
dark spot on this day
the darkest i have know
a bad dream
featuring the death of Margaret Atwood
newspapers turning into cast iron pans for cooking pancakes
and the end of the world
today i got a phone call
the kind of phone call i never wish to ever have again
my daughter was missing
no you say
yes says i
to put you out of concern and to make sure dear reader
you do not plunge head long into the green running river
i dreamt of last night
i can say she was found
safe
sound
she had taken it upon herself to leave the school yard at lunch time
to take a walk
with a following friend in tow
she was looking she said for a new house
having heard us mulling the idea in a fantastical not now kind of way
lucky for me
my sister was in the kitchen
and said
don't panic
....Yet'
i sat for five minutes
void, in shock
horrified
the worse living dream
real
the phone again rings
found,
brought back by Lula the crossing guard
and my heart ticks again
to the beat of never again never again never again
dark spot on this day
the darkest i have know
Sunday, January 22, 2006
spilled milk, assorted rot, and the benefits and ills of glossy magazines
smells
in the store today
the ceiling had a gash
from a leak
and it was a nightmare
above the 'horror' books
horrible
sasha the bird didn't say much
i was cranky
sasha didn't like what i was having for lunch
my attention span isn't good enough to endure big books
but settles on gossip magazines
that tell me about super stars
and bad marriages
and i think now i know
tomorrow there is an election
on the radio a woman was asked the name of the leader of one of the parties
and passed on that question
but could tell you who angelina jolie was dating
i remember something noam chomsky said
about our involvment with things of little consequence
and the use of them to distract us from things that directly affect us
he said that if people knew as much about politics as sports and were as excited by it
we would be in a different world..
my attention is coming back
and i care
and will vote
glossy magazines are a trip
with out addiction
or weight gain
or rotting liver
but glossy
glossing over
distracting and away from
sometimes i need these baths
to relax
and play dumb.
but realzise
my real life happens
in the moments of cracker crumbs
in the bed
occasional athletes foot
imperfections
glorious nothing
and something
and in all the shades of every colour
that we can see and can't
to the surface i swim
and hug the droplets to myself
and let the cool air dry them
because it is good to be
feeling
smelling
touching
tasting
hearing
seeing
the cracks in the side walk
the flaws in myself
in the store today
the ceiling had a gash
from a leak
and it was a nightmare
above the 'horror' books
horrible
sasha the bird didn't say much
i was cranky
sasha didn't like what i was having for lunch
my attention span isn't good enough to endure big books
but settles on gossip magazines
that tell me about super stars
and bad marriages
and i think now i know
tomorrow there is an election
on the radio a woman was asked the name of the leader of one of the parties
and passed on that question
but could tell you who angelina jolie was dating
i remember something noam chomsky said
about our involvment with things of little consequence
and the use of them to distract us from things that directly affect us
he said that if people knew as much about politics as sports and were as excited by it
we would be in a different world..
my attention is coming back
and i care
and will vote
glossy magazines are a trip
with out addiction
or weight gain
or rotting liver
but glossy
glossing over
distracting and away from
sometimes i need these baths
to relax
and play dumb.
but realzise
my real life happens
in the moments of cracker crumbs
in the bed
occasional athletes foot
imperfections
glorious nothing
and something
and in all the shades of every colour
that we can see and can't
to the surface i swim
and hug the droplets to myself
and let the cool air dry them
because it is good to be
feeling
smelling
touching
tasting
hearing
seeing
the cracks in the side walk
the flaws in myself
Friday, January 20, 2006
Thursday, January 19, 2006
meow,
house bound with a yuk of a bug-a-boo
achy, sleepy, yukky,
not really able to work...but...
i made a scarf for bea,
this is a detail
to see more click on the kitty in the cap and, it will magically take you to flickr where you can see the whole patch and the scarf!
achy, sleepy, yukky,
not really able to work...but...
i made a scarf for bea,
this is a detail
to see more click on the kitty in the cap and, it will magically take you to flickr where you can see the whole patch and the scarf!
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
E is for....emotions
My illustration Friday post. Two other versions at flickr, click on the picture and it will take you there.
As well you will see the picture more clearly. Other illustrations on the theme e is for...at www.illustrationfriday.com
Currently I am reading East of Eden by John Steinbeck and lets just say it has all of the "E"'s for emotion. What a tale. I am half way through. It is a wild ride!
As well you will see the picture more clearly. Other illustrations on the theme e is for...at www.illustrationfriday.com
Currently I am reading East of Eden by John Steinbeck and lets just say it has all of the "E"'s for emotion. What a tale. I am half way through. It is a wild ride!
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Isadora and Xylophone
please click on image to see her at flickr where there is a small folio of other images of Isadora in some quiet moments this rainy day in Toronto.
find out more about dear Isadora Pekala at
www.kimssuitcase.etsy.com
find out more about dear Isadora Pekala at
www.kimssuitcase.etsy.com
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Harriet Spumoni
This is Harriet Spumoni. She is looking to relocate, and her wish is to share a home with someone nice.
Her interests include eating bon bons, listnening to 1930's Jazz music and astronomy.
She is avalible for adoption at my etsy store site which is:
www.kimssuitcase.etsy.com
Her interests include eating bon bons, listnening to 1930's Jazz music and astronomy.
She is avalible for adoption at my etsy store site which is:
www.kimssuitcase.etsy.com
Friday, January 13, 2006
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Isabella Greenly
May I introduce my new doll, Isabella Greenly.
She is looking for a home and for a fee can be adopted at www.kimssuitcase.etsy.com/
Isabella has been adopted. She will be flying to her new home in sunny Arizona.
She is looking for a home and for a fee can be adopted at www.kimssuitcase.etsy.com/
Isabella has been adopted. She will be flying to her new home in sunny Arizona.
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Lavender and soft music
my room fills with lavender
soft music sent from a friend
my eyes focus on the line
straight
the stictches make
one then another
a long line
a parcel
of scent
time
place
a collection of bits and pieces
and the patience to put them together.
soft music sent from a friend
my eyes focus on the line
straight
the stictches make
one then another
a long line
a parcel
of scent
time
place
a collection of bits and pieces
and the patience to put them together.
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
arm wrestling, sumo wrestling and the art of rock and roll
well jay and i had a chat.
he told me many had died trying to climb Mt. Everest.
i decieded with much deliberation to take my head out of the vice of time that i had put it in.
regarding the big mother craft show, that i was cramming for. i decieded with a little saddness that i would wait. having the goal propelled me into making a production schedule and sourcing material and really pondering if it could be done.
it can be but i think now is not the time. i want to live a balanced life, you know one with a clean cat box and time to smell the daisies.
it is funny how sometimes things shift so your project takes up your life and everything else gets crammed up in a little crumbled corner. i remember projects from art school being like this and it was fun, too much caffeine a sense of importance as you single mindedly plodded along blazing with your creative vision.
lets just say i stumbled and fell a few times with this method, like icarus i got burned.
i will do the big craft show, yes but allow time for it to be...for now i will keep my production schedule (with slight modifications to include laundry and bathing) and see what i can do with the "faux show"
deadline.
ahh a sigh of relief as i not only choose to stay on the rails but choose not to disrail the whole family.
it's one thing swirving like a maniac when you are driving solo but another thing when you have another passenger car and a little cabose in tow.
peace
love
harmony
balance
and the occasional bag of chips!
he told me many had died trying to climb Mt. Everest.
i decieded with much deliberation to take my head out of the vice of time that i had put it in.
regarding the big mother craft show, that i was cramming for. i decieded with a little saddness that i would wait. having the goal propelled me into making a production schedule and sourcing material and really pondering if it could be done.
it can be but i think now is not the time. i want to live a balanced life, you know one with a clean cat box and time to smell the daisies.
it is funny how sometimes things shift so your project takes up your life and everything else gets crammed up in a little crumbled corner. i remember projects from art school being like this and it was fun, too much caffeine a sense of importance as you single mindedly plodded along blazing with your creative vision.
lets just say i stumbled and fell a few times with this method, like icarus i got burned.
i will do the big craft show, yes but allow time for it to be...for now i will keep my production schedule (with slight modifications to include laundry and bathing) and see what i can do with the "faux show"
deadline.
ahh a sigh of relief as i not only choose to stay on the rails but choose not to disrail the whole family.
it's one thing swirving like a maniac when you are driving solo but another thing when you have another passenger car and a little cabose in tow.
peace
love
harmony
balance
and the occasional bag of chips!
Monday, January 09, 2006
Me and Rita
Rita is the name I give her. An old girl with spin in her engine and a foot peddle that heats up.
In addition to Rita, and Esmerelda(my Mac) there is a new kid in town, Ivanhoe a 50 pound box of fiber fill.
I am about to step into the abyss. Sign up and apply for a big ol' craft show. The kind of show where participants once done don shirts that say " I survived the...craft fair" Why am doing this you may ask. Well I thought I should get a job. It is something that attracts and repels. It is my Everest or Mount Fuji, without the height, I am scared of heights. Never the less it seems a daunting climb.
The application isn't in the mail yet, there may be no room left or my stuff might well be not what they are looking for. Then again, they might cheer, take my money and then I am in.
In either case I have taken the plunge. I have a production schedule and a lot of stuffing. A sometimes cantankerous sewing machine, and a room of my own. I used to share with Jay, but he moved out( just of the studio not my life or apartment) and is content on his second hand laptop. The hearth that is Esmerelda, (the Mac) is open to all after hours however.
So here I am with a room and some hours, not as many as I like to make with a purpose and a deadline. Today was the first production day after a lovely 2 week vacation. And how did I do?
Hmmh how did I do? Well I made the number of things that I planned to make as well as picking up library books and perusing my new favorite thrift store. I got a lovely new hand knit toque in my favorite green, a book on small quilts, an apron to reuse for fabric, a craft magazine from 1981 and a nice walk in the middle of the afternoon.
I feed my family a delicious frozen entre that I took out of the oven. My bathroom is filthy, the cat box needs changing. I have a stack of dishes. A dead Christmas tree still in the living room, assorted debris scattered all throughout the house and the beds remained unmade.
I did finish 10 lavender sachets thought...
I drank hot chocolate, read more of East of Eden, watched coronation Street and had a bath
oh and blogged.
How did I do?
Wish me luck, it could get lonely on this mountain!
(no need to call the Health Department the hovel will be swilled and ready for livability soon..I hope)
Ivanhoe (the big box of fiber fill) is a tiny bit smaller and the lavender smell is wonderful and has taken the edge off my nervous first step of production.
Now if I could only find the other Sponge Bob slipper...
In addition to Rita, and Esmerelda(my Mac) there is a new kid in town, Ivanhoe a 50 pound box of fiber fill.
I am about to step into the abyss. Sign up and apply for a big ol' craft show. The kind of show where participants once done don shirts that say " I survived the...craft fair" Why am doing this you may ask. Well I thought I should get a job. It is something that attracts and repels. It is my Everest or Mount Fuji, without the height, I am scared of heights. Never the less it seems a daunting climb.
The application isn't in the mail yet, there may be no room left or my stuff might well be not what they are looking for. Then again, they might cheer, take my money and then I am in.
In either case I have taken the plunge. I have a production schedule and a lot of stuffing. A sometimes cantankerous sewing machine, and a room of my own. I used to share with Jay, but he moved out( just of the studio not my life or apartment) and is content on his second hand laptop. The hearth that is Esmerelda, (the Mac) is open to all after hours however.
So here I am with a room and some hours, not as many as I like to make with a purpose and a deadline. Today was the first production day after a lovely 2 week vacation. And how did I do?
Hmmh how did I do? Well I made the number of things that I planned to make as well as picking up library books and perusing my new favorite thrift store. I got a lovely new hand knit toque in my favorite green, a book on small quilts, an apron to reuse for fabric, a craft magazine from 1981 and a nice walk in the middle of the afternoon.
I feed my family a delicious frozen entre that I took out of the oven. My bathroom is filthy, the cat box needs changing. I have a stack of dishes. A dead Christmas tree still in the living room, assorted debris scattered all throughout the house and the beds remained unmade.
I did finish 10 lavender sachets thought...
I drank hot chocolate, read more of East of Eden, watched coronation Street and had a bath
oh and blogged.
How did I do?
Wish me luck, it could get lonely on this mountain!
(no need to call the Health Department the hovel will be swilled and ready for livability soon..I hope)
Ivanhoe (the big box of fiber fill) is a tiny bit smaller and the lavender smell is wonderful and has taken the edge off my nervous first step of production.
Now if I could only find the other Sponge Bob slipper...
Friday, January 06, 2006
The nature of clutter and belly fat

Hello
yesterday I finally bought a digital camera, and the nice man in the shop was so helpful
and jazzed about taking photos, bless his photo taking soul
Bea helped asked questions and danced and even sang a tune
my belly has expanded to include the consumption of too many chocolates
what did I know as I popped tylenol and ate over the holidays semi ill and in a
haze of too muchness and love
here featured this photo, yes photo of my desk
a mess
things come together
things fall apart
things come together
tummies shrink back
messes clear
and then again the other
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Monday, January 02, 2006
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Friday, December 30, 2005
flowery chapeau
Hats off to you and more beautiful words that mean flower. Thank you so much.
-kwait-flower in Polish,
kwaity-flowers in Polish, says microcurry
-KKOT is flower in Korean, thanks jungmoon
_Fa -flower in Cantonese, tells through 4 eyes
-Flora is Spanish for flower, thank you Krista
(also the name of my Kitty)
and in Arabic it is zahara...
beautiful and thank you,
please let me know if you have a word for flower in your language...
-kwait-flower in Polish,
kwaity-flowers in Polish, says microcurry
-KKOT is flower in Korean, thanks jungmoon
_Fa -flower in Cantonese, tells through 4 eyes
-Flora is Spanish for flower, thank you Krista
(also the name of my Kitty)
and in Arabic it is zahara...
beautiful and thank you,
please let me know if you have a word for flower in your language...
Thursday, December 29, 2005
flowers against the plaid sky
I am collecting words for flower in different languages. So far my helpful flickr-friends have helped me with:
Blooma (that's Swedish says Annika)
Bloem (says Mirre, for the Dutch)
Flor (tells De Cor e Salteado for the Portugese)(with an accent over the "o' which I havn't got)
Blomst ( tells Torirot for the word in Norwegian)
wow, thank you
please add your language for flower in the comments.
Blooma (that's Swedish says Annika)
Bloem (says Mirre, for the Dutch)
Flor (tells De Cor e Salteado for the Portugese)(with an accent over the "o' which I havn't got)
Blomst ( tells Torirot for the word in Norwegian)
wow, thank you
please add your language for flower in the comments.
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
dim sum holiday
for illustrationfriday.com
holiday+dim sum+ family = joy and happiness!
please click on picture to view it bigger, so you can smell the smell of tea and hargow
holiday+dim sum+ family = joy and happiness!
please click on picture to view it bigger, so you can smell the smell of tea and hargow
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Friday, December 23, 2005
Karin's Pretties
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
imagine
for illustrationfriday.com
"while at her school desk doris imagined foreign lands, world peace and the beauty of nature"
"while at her school desk doris imagined foreign lands, world peace and the beauty of nature"
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Thank you Mimi!
Friday, December 16, 2005
friday
the sky is closed today
as seagulls circle
and the kids lay in the snow
the other day
the subway sang
as a small man
blind played
the truest music
the roof of heaven opened
before the cluttering of the world began
and the voice and tiny instrument
mingled with the beat of my heart
today is friday
sleepy friday
working amongst books and paper
cash and customers
sasha to keep company with
and the sky is blue
as the clouds peel away
the kettle clicks to say it is ready
and thoughts of cups of tea brew
and possibility
and the breakfast of champions
and the breakfast of film makers
and movie stars
and the stew of grey that lives on the walk
where once in the nights sky it was fresh and snow
and i am achy with december
and happy with it too.
as seagulls circle
and the kids lay in the snow
the other day
the subway sang
as a small man
blind played
the truest music
the roof of heaven opened
before the cluttering of the world began
and the voice and tiny instrument
mingled with the beat of my heart
today is friday
sleepy friday
working amongst books and paper
cash and customers
sasha to keep company with
and the sky is blue
as the clouds peel away
the kettle clicks to say it is ready
and thoughts of cups of tea brew
and possibility
and the breakfast of champions
and the breakfast of film makers
and movie stars
and the stew of grey that lives on the walk
where once in the nights sky it was fresh and snow
and i am achy with december
and happy with it too.
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
rattled unrattled and the smell of tree
everytime i walk into the living room
and smell our tree
i become unrattled
the pine smell
fills me with all things good and green
thank you tree
i know your life will end here
a sacrificial tree
adorned and truly loved
i will always remember you
sweety,
fondly,
full of pine.
and smell our tree
i become unrattled
the pine smell
fills me with all things good and green
thank you tree
i know your life will end here
a sacrificial tree
adorned and truly loved
i will always remember you
sweety,
fondly,
full of pine.
Monday, December 12, 2005
Friday, December 09, 2005
Thursday, December 08, 2005
colour in all the o's
This image is a coloured in version from the calendar my friend James Spyker and I collaborate on each year. The calendar is entitled "365 Reasons Not to Be Bored". James writes the words and I do the illustrations (which are in black and white). I coloured this in photoshop and I was happy with the lovely pallette it provided. A drawing coloured in this way used to take me much longer using gouche which I love and still mostly use.
Monday, December 05, 2005
blue tea
for www.illustrationfriday.com
-when it rains blue blue tea what can be done but to recall fields of yellow and light.
-when it rains blue blue tea what can be done but to recall fields of yellow and light.
Saturday, December 03, 2005
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