isn't this a neat chair, i am enjoying it so much. it has wings on the top. a fantabulous good will score. my husband and i carted it home with my little red metal wagon, which we keep on our porch for such finds.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
pillow with new chair
Monday, May 26, 2008
Saturday, May 24, 2008
I Pick Fights with Old Ladies in Coffee Shops
yes, it is true,
just ask krissy
'cause she was there
suddenly feeling like i wet my pants
shame faced i tried to explain my view
for being too loud
as the woman at the next table
gestured to me and told me to
'turn it down'
'am i being too loud'
her and her friend nod annoyed
i feel awful
in the moment of joy
this closing down
i initially apologize
but it sits on my chest
like the undigested
spanakopita that i have
just forked in
i make idle
chat
trying to let the women
be thankful for good hearing
i mention my mother
being deaf
ah yes, says one of course
that is why
subtext
you really arn't a brute, as you appeared
but do have a ligitimate reason
we will let you live
wait a friggin minute i say to myself
feeling trampled and shut down
feeling such shame
not intending to harm anyone
but also wanting to be able to raise
my voice our voices in joy and understanding
enjoying the moments and tea and the sun
coming in, in our own private space
wait a cotton pickin minute
this is not sitting down well with me
and at that point it might of been better
to take thich nat hanh's advice of
do nothing when you are angry
but i did it
i piped up for all it was worth
and said
i want you to know i feel awful
it feels as if you slapped me in the face
which at that time was not an exageration
i felt eight and too old to have wet my pants
shame
scolding
the old woman
who we suspect is never wrong
answers
i never wanted to slap anyone in the face
well that is what it felt like
the women turn inward
afraid perhaps,
wanting us to go away
and the woman who threw the gesture and words
says shame faced now
loud enough for our ears
no longer in her whisper tea room voice
now i am sitting here guilty for something that someone else did wrong
because of course she is always right'
i guess
really it was one of those situations
pema chodron calls them hooks
some people call them buttons
i have heard it reffered to as rattling someones cage
and the advice of the buddhist teacher chodron
is to notice it and choose peace
to not let yourself be hooked
based on non-violence and that we are all the same
self goo
i did get hooked,
cage rattled
and i did something so unusual for me
stood up and didn't accept it
let someone else know the consequence of their action
i am not sure i handled this situation well
too emotional too hooked but i did say what i wanted
conveyed to this other woman my feelings
from where i sat
by the window with the lovely orange gerbera daisy
single and fun in a jar on the table
next time
perhaps
i will try it again
only with more kindness
walking over
with civility
and saying
in quiet words
i am sorry you feel i am too loud
would you please come over to me
and tell me of your concern
instead of broadcasting it to the
entire room, as it makes me feel
terribly small, unimportant,
in the wrong and very embarrased
thank you.
so much for fights with old ladies
in coffee shops
i so much prefer love
just ask krissy
'cause she was there
suddenly feeling like i wet my pants
shame faced i tried to explain my view
for being too loud
as the woman at the next table
gestured to me and told me to
'turn it down'
'am i being too loud'
her and her friend nod annoyed
i feel awful
in the moment of joy
this closing down
i initially apologize
but it sits on my chest
like the undigested
spanakopita that i have
just forked in
i make idle
chat
trying to let the women
be thankful for good hearing
i mention my mother
being deaf
ah yes, says one of course
that is why
subtext
you really arn't a brute, as you appeared
but do have a ligitimate reason
we will let you live
wait a friggin minute i say to myself
feeling trampled and shut down
feeling such shame
not intending to harm anyone
but also wanting to be able to raise
my voice our voices in joy and understanding
enjoying the moments and tea and the sun
coming in, in our own private space
wait a cotton pickin minute
this is not sitting down well with me
and at that point it might of been better
to take thich nat hanh's advice of
do nothing when you are angry
but i did it
i piped up for all it was worth
and said
i want you to know i feel awful
it feels as if you slapped me in the face
which at that time was not an exageration
i felt eight and too old to have wet my pants
shame
scolding
the old woman
who we suspect is never wrong
answers
i never wanted to slap anyone in the face
well that is what it felt like
the women turn inward
afraid perhaps,
wanting us to go away
and the woman who threw the gesture and words
says shame faced now
loud enough for our ears
no longer in her whisper tea room voice
now i am sitting here guilty for something that someone else did wrong
because of course she is always right'
i guess
really it was one of those situations
pema chodron calls them hooks
some people call them buttons
i have heard it reffered to as rattling someones cage
and the advice of the buddhist teacher chodron
is to notice it and choose peace
to not let yourself be hooked
based on non-violence and that we are all the same
self goo
i did get hooked,
cage rattled
and i did something so unusual for me
stood up and didn't accept it
let someone else know the consequence of their action
i am not sure i handled this situation well
too emotional too hooked but i did say what i wanted
conveyed to this other woman my feelings
from where i sat
by the window with the lovely orange gerbera daisy
single and fun in a jar on the table
next time
perhaps
i will try it again
only with more kindness
walking over
with civility
and saying
in quiet words
i am sorry you feel i am too loud
would you please come over to me
and tell me of your concern
instead of broadcasting it to the
entire room, as it makes me feel
terribly small, unimportant,
in the wrong and very embarrased
thank you.
so much for fights with old ladies
in coffee shops
i so much prefer love
Friday, May 23, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
Sunday, May 18, 2008
a different pursuit
yesterday evening
while waiting for the delicious dinner to be done
we all played a board game
even grandma
a children's version of trivial pursuit
playing in the regular manor
taking turns from youngest to oldest
bea first pam last
the game proceeded
i won
but the lovely thing that happened
was another rule or way of doing came about
all on it's own
instead of being the sole answerer
you could 'defer' to someone who knows the answer
and if that person was willing to offer the help
you could take their better more confident answer
sort of like the life line idea of
'who wants to be a millionaire'
this game could be called
'who wants to be a community'
lately i have been thinking
about how people create their own hell
i see it often,
surely am a part of my own hell's creation
and keep going back to a story that i have heard
in various traditions
christian
jewish
buddhist
about the starving people
at the table
with long necks and short arms
that will starve
amist the gorgeous feast
unless they learn to feed each other
in our game,
in which we changed the rules
organically
the phrase
' i defer'
came to be one of the options
and it was a really good game
while waiting for the delicious dinner to be done
we all played a board game
even grandma
a children's version of trivial pursuit
playing in the regular manor
taking turns from youngest to oldest
bea first pam last
the game proceeded
i won
but the lovely thing that happened
was another rule or way of doing came about
all on it's own
instead of being the sole answerer
you could 'defer' to someone who knows the answer
and if that person was willing to offer the help
you could take their better more confident answer
sort of like the life line idea of
'who wants to be a millionaire'
this game could be called
'who wants to be a community'
lately i have been thinking
about how people create their own hell
i see it often,
surely am a part of my own hell's creation
and keep going back to a story that i have heard
in various traditions
christian
jewish
buddhist
about the starving people
at the table
with long necks and short arms
that will starve
amist the gorgeous feast
unless they learn to feed each other
in our game,
in which we changed the rules
organically
the phrase
' i defer'
came to be one of the options
and it was a really good game
Friday, May 09, 2008
Thursday, May 08, 2008
thanks boys!
Thank you to the boys who participated in my Mixed Media workshop: D.G, Christian, Jordan, Jonathon, Daniel, Anil and John, and to the staff especially Randi who organized the day and invited me to be a part of it. Thanks too to my sister for being such a good driver!
The day was a great success and the boys where brave enough to give one of my current passions a go; sewing on paper!
We cut and pasted, used fortune cookies for inspiration and lost ourselves in creating from such disposable treasures as the tops of potato bag sacks (they have nice sewn bits!), as well as ancient letraset ( "I have never seen anything like it in my life")
zippers, old maps and unusual books of Greek and Short Hand.
The day was a great success and the boys where brave enough to give one of my current passions a go; sewing on paper!
We cut and pasted, used fortune cookies for inspiration and lost ourselves in creating from such disposable treasures as the tops of potato bag sacks (they have nice sewn bits!), as well as ancient letraset ( "I have never seen anything like it in my life")
zippers, old maps and unusual books of Greek and Short Hand.
Monday, May 05, 2008
altered book project
My friend Rhonda Nolan lives in the West end of the city, I live in the East end. Toronto is very big. Rhonda came up with the idea of doing an altered book by mail correspondance. This is my first page. I mailed it on the 28th of April. I am certain it has reached Rhonda by now so it is safe to post here and not spoil her surprize. Getting Rhonda's book with the altered pages was a lovely surprize because I didn't remember it was something we had agreed to do!
I am so looking forward to her response to my pages.
I really like this kind of communication.
Sunday, May 04, 2008
needle, thread, glue ,rain, loose threads and some babble
Yesterday I had the unique opportunity of conducting a workshop day for a Home Schooling Conferance.
It was my pleasure to share the rainy day with such wonderful creative children. A special thank you to Theresa and Marina.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Open Book
Wayzgoose is this weekend. Me and my books of love are ready to go! I am so looking forward to this event, now in it's 30th year. Last year was my first time seeing the show, this year I am dee-lighted to be a participant. My friend James of 2X4 to the forehead, will be there with his wonderful stuff as well as the very talented Shannon Gerrard.
Wayzgoose is an annual book arts fair in Grimsby Ontario.
The show is on Saturday April 26th 2008
from 9-5pm
More information can be found at
www.town.grimsby.on.ca
Please come by and say 'hello'.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
a small disjointed story about buying shoes
monday i meet my mother for a coffee
i had tea
then we went to look for shoes
for me
something summery
and servicable for the dog park
i try on two pairs, that i might of worn
at the age of 14, somehow i am still this age
sometimes with my mother
14 same height
different weight
similar responsibility
slightly more mature
but differing to mother's opinion
pleasing
the first pair, a bargain for converse high tops
a peculiar pair, grey and pink but somehow
desirable
the second pair, very practical sandles
hot pink with extremely comfortable insides
i think that i am always trying to capture that
first extraordinary shoe purchasing experience
it must of been the year of 1973
the shoes were very plain
brown lace ups with a crepe sole
i remember putting them on and
upon my mother and the sales person asking
'how do they feel?'
i responded by saying
in a lilting floating speech
"i feel as if i am walking on a cloud"
was it true that such spectacular shoe
design could afford this comfort, this
utter delight, this cradling, supporting
floaty feeling
yes!
and so i buy the pink shoes,
wearing them to find that they rub
here and there, and make my feet a little sweaty...
first shoe love
extraordinary as this 1973 crepe souled variety
happens
perhaps only once
i had tea
then we went to look for shoes
for me
something summery
and servicable for the dog park
i try on two pairs, that i might of worn
at the age of 14, somehow i am still this age
sometimes with my mother
14 same height
different weight
similar responsibility
slightly more mature
but differing to mother's opinion
pleasing
the first pair, a bargain for converse high tops
a peculiar pair, grey and pink but somehow
desirable
the second pair, very practical sandles
hot pink with extremely comfortable insides
i think that i am always trying to capture that
first extraordinary shoe purchasing experience
it must of been the year of 1973
the shoes were very plain
brown lace ups with a crepe sole
i remember putting them on and
upon my mother and the sales person asking
'how do they feel?'
i responded by saying
in a lilting floating speech
"i feel as if i am walking on a cloud"
was it true that such spectacular shoe
design could afford this comfort, this
utter delight, this cradling, supporting
floaty feeling
yes!
and so i buy the pink shoes,
wearing them to find that they rub
here and there, and make my feet a little sweaty...
first shoe love
extraordinary as this 1973 crepe souled variety
happens
perhaps only once
Thursday, April 17, 2008
owen my dog, and me his person
this afternoon,
around two
owen lays low
columbus is coming down the street
a fluffy little bicion pup
who's hair is stand upy on his head
us attached to leash on the other end
introduce
gail
kim
we talk puppies and dog training
the important thing to remember is hierarchy
oh yes
i suppose the owner should be the dominant one
yes
never let them on the sofa
and never the beds until the hierarchy is well established
owen sleeps on top of me on the sofa
his breathe lulls me to sleep on nights where i can not find my own relaxed rhythm
snoozing on my head my breathe and his breathe deep
i fall asleep
thank full
which brings me back to hierarchy
he listens to me
and returns to me usually
because he likes me
and i like him
i broke the cardinal rule
of never feeding your dog tidbits
when you eat,
from my bowl of portidge this morning
owen got to eat little bits of peach
oatbran too
usually when owen cries for me i listen
telling him it is okay i will be there in a minute
usually when i tell owen to drop it, to come, to sit
he listens
i know the dog training people wouldn't approve
of our relationship
but owen and i
are very happy with it
and each other
Saturday, April 12, 2008
spring flowers
just beginning to peek up
hello little fellas
it has been donkey's years
since seeing sweet green
welcome home
welcome home
dear lovelies!
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Wednesday
this is the day that used to be my father's day off
sometimes i would accompany my mother and him on a little day trip adventure
to a small town, up and down and an ice cream cone
my sister michele , the painter
one day helped me with my young bee
and had painting with- draw- al
we went to the goodwill
in the west
little italy
and bought for $10 a small coffee table
which she got her fix from
and painted
with a remnant of an ancient dishtowel
she collaged the word wednesday
today is this day
wednesday
and the sky is letting loose
and my words have seem to have evaporated
like the snow
but now rain down onto this electronic tablet
i navigate the day
winding in and out of memory
and actuallity
stumbling into potholes of newly uncovered earth
and misspelled words that surface
bubble to the top
wednesday will meet me in the basement
and in this underground lair
i will work,
putting together a small card order
and sewing many lavender scented books of love
today is wednesday
and it is raining down
raining
raining
down
sometimes i would accompany my mother and him on a little day trip adventure
to a small town, up and down and an ice cream cone
my sister michele , the painter
one day helped me with my young bee
and had painting with- draw- al
we went to the goodwill
in the west
little italy
and bought for $10 a small coffee table
which she got her fix from
and painted
with a remnant of an ancient dishtowel
she collaged the word wednesday
today is this day
wednesday
and the sky is letting loose
and my words have seem to have evaporated
like the snow
but now rain down onto this electronic tablet
i navigate the day
winding in and out of memory
and actuallity
stumbling into potholes of newly uncovered earth
and misspelled words that surface
bubble to the top
wednesday will meet me in the basement
and in this underground lair
i will work,
putting together a small card order
and sewing many lavender scented books of love
today is wednesday
and it is raining down
raining
raining
down
Thursday, April 03, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
have a fungi birthday
and if it isn't your birthday have a fungi day any way!
new card design now available in my etsy shop and also soon to be available at the fantastic paper goods shop 'the paper place' in toronto's west end on queen right near trinity bellwoods park, also to note, while i was there last, i did notice that the print gocco is once again being carried by the paper place (a.k.a. the japanese paper place in it's last incarnation) very happy to have them carry this new design and some of my others too!
please excuse bad spelling, bad grammer and ramble, very tired
where is the sun? is it spring yet? are those snow flakes? what northern latitude did you say toronto was on?
talk soon,
kim
please note too, that my dear blogger will not help with my spelling it just spews lots of odd letters when i ask it to...poor bloggy misses the warm sun and weather too!
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
monkey madness and other news
thank you to the participants in last saturday's workshop.
you inspired me.
just to note this saturday sandwiched between eggs and easter and good friday another workshop may happen, at nathalie-roze and company, this one on saturday 10-1pm, the theme, making sock monkeys...it should be as much fun as a barrel of them.
tibet lurks at the foremost
i am so sad at the violence and unrest in this part of the world,
as it happened before i heard the news i keept getting images in my mind of the wooly ox like creature, that i associate with tibet, my friend christian's music keept evoking this for me, lingerings and drawings of prayer flags and holy travelllers, resonating, deeply moving...
today rain, and dogs and snow heaps melting
rain i love, and the glow of the colours phospheresent dreamyness and cool rain, so quiet on the eyes
peace inner and outter i wish for myself and for you
love,
kim
you inspired me.
just to note this saturday sandwiched between eggs and easter and good friday another workshop may happen, at nathalie-roze and company, this one on saturday 10-1pm, the theme, making sock monkeys...it should be as much fun as a barrel of them.
tibet lurks at the foremost
i am so sad at the violence and unrest in this part of the world,
as it happened before i heard the news i keept getting images in my mind of the wooly ox like creature, that i associate with tibet, my friend christian's music keept evoking this for me, lingerings and drawings of prayer flags and holy travelllers, resonating, deeply moving...
today rain, and dogs and snow heaps melting
rain i love, and the glow of the colours phospheresent dreamyness and cool rain, so quiet on the eyes
peace inner and outter i wish for myself and for you
love,
kim
Friday, March 14, 2008
tomorrow card making workshop at nathalie-roze
Hello.
Please do come. There is still some room in the workshop.
Head out of clouds and in the warm and friendly back room at Nathalie-Roze and Company.
Tomorrow, Saturday I will be offering my Creative Card Making workshop, a workshop just as much about process as product, unleash your creative card making genie and make some fabulous cards that only you could make.
Workshop time is 10am-1pm, treats are served at the break.
Please check out Nathalie-Rozes link, in my link list and click on workshop for more details.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
smooth ride
The cab driver had hanging from the wind shield a heart.
Beautiful.
Beaded.
Christian asks, "What does it say?"
"Is it writing?"
The driver smiling says, "It is a name..."
"Alah, a name for the Muslim God."
I say,
"Yes, different names, many different names for the same God, Yes?"
Yes, yes the same one
large hand gestures
encompass inside the taxi and beyond
the drivers hands off the wheel
suddenly his hat transformed
from a grey fashionable flat top peaked cap
to something white,
a crochet of fine cotton
his practical jacket
a glowing white shirt
and suddenly
the sun is warmer
and fiddlers are dancing on roofs
back inside the taxi
The trinity laughs in mutual agreement
and the ride continues, so very smooth.
Monday, March 10, 2008
head in the clouds
oh dear i forgot to mention my dear friend who is visiting from berlin
had a concert....
it is here i remove head from clouds and mention he is performing tonight a co-production of the goethe institute here in toronto and the new music series please check out either of their fine websites for detail
find out just who the german avant-garde composer dieter schnebel is...you have been wondering have you not?!
also i have a class on saturday morning (maybe, veilleicht?)for creative card making at nathalie-roze and company please see her link at bottom of bloggy page, the last few classes have not happened due to too few students who wish to take them....crash there goes the ego...oh well.
love and best wishes your friend,
kim
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
42
recently (march 1st) i turned forty two.
here is my ambling post, much like drifting clouds that is an ode to that
moominmama's memoirs, a little barbamama music
forty two is the age that my mother had me
this old!
this young!
42 as readers of a " hitch hikers guide to the galaxy" know is the meaning to life the universe and everything...i couldn't agree more, in the middle ages i would of been dead, well past most things with no teeth even
i am quite spry, although i have this small pulled muscel since after the big snow, from trudging and shov'ling and it makes for sitting lotus position quite painful
the sad thing for me about getting older is not growing physically in height, i stopped at 14, about 5' feet, surely if i squeeze i can make it to say 5' 4"...but really my hobbit nature and appearance (minus hairy feet) i am growing into
on my birthday i had to stare down a pit bull. i became a tree as my small dog owen hid between my legs, i stared into the dogs eyes and said "no". I must of been about 8 feet at that moment, after wards I wanted to puke , but i concured a fear at that moment, saying in my head at the sad possiblities of what could of been " no this isn't going to happen" growth i felt it.
for this birthday i embraced hobbit and greek tradition and gave out presents, did get an amazing poem bookmark from wonderful Bea that reads " love is silly and warm and funny and good and love is evrything "
the next day i recieved a lovely necklace of turquoise of my own choosing
one wonderful thing about 42 is being old enough to say about good old friends " i have known him for 20 years or more"
this i can say about a good friend who will be visiting from Berlin, he shares a very close birthday and the same birth year..
42 more reasons i am liking this spoke in the wheel
1. i am still alive
2. cloud watching
3. tea
4. learning t'ai chi
5. further investigations of buddhism
6. new friends
7. old friends
8. family
9. being a mum ( Bea who is at the top of this list)
10. being a wife ( Jay who is at the top of this list holding Bea's hand)
11. having a dog
12. and a lovely cat
13. less shoes that i like more
14. less clothing that is more comfortable
15. colour!
16. sewing by hand
17. sewing by machine
18. love (which really is number one!)
19. food
20. cooking
21. cleaning with out chemicals
22. walking
23. silence
24. space
25. listening
26. reading
27. music
28. the internet and blog land
29. an audience for babbling
30. wondering who is out there
31. knowing very little
32. being happy
33. being okay with the wide spectrum of feelings
34. kindness
35. health
36. certain wonderful movies
37. less television
38. less shopping
39. me-ness
40. light
41. numbers
42. possiblity
Thursday, February 28, 2008
today i didn't notice the sky
a matter of survival, really and head in the clouds so to speak,
interior landscape sunny, and warm outside another matter, sunny and cold. crinkly cold. the kind that does odd things to inorganic fabric, the cold that even the dog doesn't enjoy, the cold that has the crossing guard drinking warm coffee...but i like it today, knowing that this deep freeze this vice of cold that is holding us in it's grip will pass, faith and experience and the weather watchers say that even next week the temperature will be in the plus. i am dressed today like i live in a cabin in the woods, worn brown corduroy trousers, olive green soft tee, an old plaid shirt, flannel material from jay, i think maybe stewart tartan, argyl wooly tights, under the trousers, a little orange patterned scarf at the throat protecting another warm outer layer of deep chocolate brown heavy knit sweater, and outside i further pile it on, lavender warmth in my scarf, hand made mittens by slo upcycled from old sweaters, a striped hat from jay, angora, hood on...warm kamik winter ski-doo boots, nostalgia about this weather too since it has been warm winters, mild and snowless for so many years. i remember a woman named juanita that i went to art school with that said that she enjoyed this weather and that wonderful feeling of coming indoors to warmth. juanita was warm and smiling almost always, i like her perspective. instead of bracing and pretending, really embracing, looking deeply into sky, listening to the crunch of boots on ice being here now, because the rest really is just fantasy.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
long thin strings of cloud
go across the frozen sky this morning
tiny cracks and cranies of blue reveal a sky
behind cold white bleakness
dark grey watercolour marks across the sky's page
the little bubble earth contained today in cold
and stark and finger nipping weather
we talk alot about the weather here
and the ups and downs of this winter
have been radical
green and fragrant, cold and frost
jumping like someone that isn't in the drivers seat of their emotions
this winter has been long and strange
and i am still gazing at the sky
Monday, February 25, 2008
today's sky
as i stepped out into the icy field with owen,
the sky had long clouds, rimmed in pink
moments later the sky was again cloudless
but white at the bottom fading gently into a greyblueness
more skies to come...
Sunday, February 24, 2008
cloud rider
much interest in clouds
bought a book on weather
cloud species
cloud streets
such lovely language of the sky
looking into cloud symbolism
in China, symbol of peace
taoist symbol yin and yang in harmony
Christ symbol, behind the vale, truth
the sky is a part of nature one can appreciate even in a city
today i noticed after many days a cloudless sky,
so blue
sun so bright
people happy with this clear and sunny day
symbol of fertility also clouds bearing rain
more cloud study to come...
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
play book
a little instruction manual for play,
blank inside...because play is like that
hoping from one pebble thought to another
dreaming of fabric clouds
looking into old correspondance
listening to the sounds.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
To China
This is the travel pouch that I made for my niece. She and the pouch are travelling to China. Very exciting!
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
hey let's make monkeys!
I will be teaching a sock monkey making workshop at Nathalie-Roze and Co.
Please join us for monkey making fun. Check out the link at Nathalie-Rozes shop for workshop details.
Hand stitch a classic folk toy. An heirloom project that I think you will enjoy!
thank you
to all those that came to the Valentine's Trunk Show, dispite the bitterly cold weather I thank you!.
Saturday, February 09, 2008
take heart kitty
snow falls
spring comes
the key
unlocks the door
where warm saucers of milk are
take heart kitty
dressed in your warm pink duffle
take heart kitty
spring comes after winter
after snows fall
Monday, February 04, 2008
card making workshop
Please come to my card making workshop. Just in time for Valentine's Day! Make your sweetie a card to remember. Featuring sewing on paper, and using every day bits and bobs.
This Saturday 10-1pm at Nathalie-Roze and Co.
(please click on her shop link to see the fine details)
An important feature:
Tea and scones will be served!
Saturday, February 02, 2008
Spring flower bed
I like to recycle.
For this weeks theme at illustration friday, it is blanket.
I thought of this old drawing, of a couple of years ago.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
love potion
Just in time for Valentine's Day.
It's true I have had my cauldron brewing for some days and the time is ripe for offering my love potion, a collection of 9 (plus one for good luck) potent love buttons.
On sale now at
www.kimssuitcase.etsy.com
I hope to make some of these potion packs for sale at the workroom's trunk show February 10th as well!
Please scroll down my blog for more info regarding that lovely shopping opportunity.
Monday, January 28, 2008
Design Hope Toronto 2008
Design Hope Toronto would like to announce its 3rd annual art auction and gala to help the homeless.
This year's event will be held at Modern Weave, 160 King Street East, on Friday, February 8 from 7-10pm.
The new, more spacious location allows Design Hope Toronto to exhibit more art and therefore raise even
more money for the homeless. The art work will be on display starting February 1.
My sister has a painting in this show. Please click on my links 'my sister' to view this painting and more of her work.
This year's event will be held at Modern Weave, 160 King Street East, on Friday, February 8 from 7-10pm.
The new, more spacious location allows Design Hope Toronto to exhibit more art and therefore raise even
more money for the homeless. The art work will be on display starting February 1.
My sister has a painting in this show. Please click on my links 'my sister' to view this painting and more of her work.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
quiet snow
when i go to my backyard and sit in the snow,
i watch and listen. quiet.
the trees bare and dark
the sounds come tumbling in
and i sit
and listen
the more i empty
the more i fill
the spaces and sounds of quiet
tumble me dry
make me warm
i park myself at 5
neutral
and let the snow squall come
i watch and listen. quiet.
the trees bare and dark
the sounds come tumbling in
and i sit
and listen
the more i empty
the more i fill
the spaces and sounds of quiet
tumble me dry
make me warm
i park myself at 5
neutral
and let the snow squall come
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
valentine's trunk show
hello happy birthday to the snow!
i invite you all to my next act of spectacular dare devil crafting and general socializing at large
come one
come all to what may be the greatest mid february craft show of the decade, it will have work all in suitcases by myself and a plythora of other crafting dare devils and goddesses, really it will i swear
and now to see if i might do the unspeakable
create a live link to the site that will guide you on your quest for craft goodies and show details.
presto
change o
peace
love
loose thread
and false teeth!
kim
http://cityofcraft.com/2007/valentines/index.html
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
wooly targets for imaginary bees
...pleasant ringing of the doorbell an old friend, finds me well in winter hat, odd socks, half rumbled from work that i do in silence, little mandala roses and daisies, wooly targets for imaginary bees...
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008
kiss noodle knit knot
my presciption for what might ail you. imagine going to the doctor with a case of malaise, and this being what is prescribed? what kind of doctor would it be. a doctor of craft, of love, of living? what kind of teacher would give these commands or suggestions?
kiss
noodle
knit
knot
i wish for you a good weekend.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Monday, January 07, 2008
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Monday, December 31, 2007
happy heart
May your heart be happy.
Happy New Year to You!
Thank you for all the kind words
and visitations.
All my best,
Kim
xo
Sunday, December 30, 2007
pure
last night was a good one
i went to return the video
at the delinquint plaza
the one sandwiched by two bars
the london fog and the crusty sailor
in between is the corner store
where i hooked up owen to the sun box
and the smoking video man told me he would watch him
and i told the corner store guy he was a baby and didn't like to be left
the corner store guy eventually peered out at owen
who was surrounded in his petre dish by smoking asian men
and guys half cocked from the fog
because i am so pure
i bought miss vicky's
salt and vinegar
no preservatives or trans fats
isn't that nobel
i almost deserve a prize
this was after ranting about no junk food in the house
about johnny rotten and crisp chips
about being good not bad
i shared them
and they were delicious
i went to return the video
at the delinquint plaza
the one sandwiched by two bars
the london fog and the crusty sailor
in between is the corner store
where i hooked up owen to the sun box
and the smoking video man told me he would watch him
and i told the corner store guy he was a baby and didn't like to be left
the corner store guy eventually peered out at owen
who was surrounded in his petre dish by smoking asian men
and guys half cocked from the fog
because i am so pure
i bought miss vicky's
salt and vinegar
no preservatives or trans fats
isn't that nobel
i almost deserve a prize
this was after ranting about no junk food in the house
about johnny rotten and crisp chips
about being good not bad
i shared them
and they were delicious
Friday, December 28, 2007
strawberry pencase
hello
the weather is grey
thawish
and melty
we are all home
having unwrapped
and eatten
and unbuttoned
we all are ailing souls
except for bea who is mended
jay cracked his ribs because owen jumped him
and i have sore shoulders from carrying bags of grocery
lots of thoughts have been swishing around my skull
i think i have a poetry book
but i won't say more incase i don't
i have been enjoying the random ness of these days
the waiting room time of year
the aeroport lounge feeling
especially being a little under the weather
the big ness of the holidays passed
and the limbs of the trees even more bold
the cosiness of slippered feet
and dogs on afgans
the sad feeling of bags of recycled wrapping
and the trees with their experation date
time after then before the new year
flat land
waiting, regrouping, resolving
the weather is grey
thawish
and melty
we are all home
having unwrapped
and eatten
and unbuttoned
we all are ailing souls
except for bea who is mended
jay cracked his ribs because owen jumped him
and i have sore shoulders from carrying bags of grocery
lots of thoughts have been swishing around my skull
i think i have a poetry book
but i won't say more incase i don't
i have been enjoying the random ness of these days
the waiting room time of year
the aeroport lounge feeling
especially being a little under the weather
the big ness of the holidays passed
and the limbs of the trees even more bold
the cosiness of slippered feet
and dogs on afgans
the sad feeling of bags of recycled wrapping
and the trees with their experation date
time after then before the new year
flat land
waiting, regrouping, resolving
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
word bundle island
hello i am back from my island excursion into crafty biggy ness...
and now it is time to sing this little anouncement
the is any body out there contest:
be bold
say hello
perhaps there are no trees in this forest,
perhaps there are!d
tell me your favorite word,
do you have a favorite word?
and i will send you a small small parcel
something i call a 'word bundle'
it has 20 small drawings and words
the little pictures are wrapped in cloth
tied with string
the first three responses to this post will
recieve a bundle of words in the mail
and then as well three more choosen
at random from all the replies...?!
i will send out a bundle of words to!
thank you so much for your participation.
some times i wonder if i am all alone out here
on this pleasant little island.
best wishes,
kim
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
fellow travellers sunshine
thank you all to those that visited me at the One of a Kind Show these past days. Boy was it exciting and exhausting. Truly a Mount Everest. Special Special thank yous to all those wonderful friends and family that helped me with the show. You dear friends are wonderful and amazing. Thanks too to all those that purchased gear from my wee suitcase empire. I hope you do enjoy!!
I will be back with more words and pictures. New inventions and recreations of the wheel.
Thank You All.
Kim
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