I made these fabric wristlets a while back. I plan to make a bunch more.
My sister Michele Lucas, a wonderful painter, painted the table in which they rest.
We both love colour!!!
Thursday, September 04, 2008
Wristlets and Coffee Table
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
after the bath
i saw as a child
a painting by the canadian painter Paul Peel
you see
there in the painting is a warm fire
and two children warming themselves after the bath
'how did they do it dad ?'
'how did they do it!'
'how did they get the fire in the painting?'
it glows
the light is magic
my father giggles, and admits
' i don't know '
i look around
perhaps one of the guards knows
i haven't the moxie
and stare in wonderment
* * * *
a gizzalion years later
my little nine year old bea
has had a bath
and parades inside her bedroom
wearing only a towel, on her head made into a turban
with a seashell tucked into the towelling fold
this is after the bath too
and i reminded of that other time
and this time
and i wonder too
about the magic in this moment
the joy
and the glow
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
very very short stories from the toy store: two boys and bundles of joy
two boys
one three
the other 2
adding in total years to five
with crisp fives
one a piece
in each of their hands
five fingers holding
because they have been very good boys
a chance to spend and purchase
a special little something
i direct them to the playmobile
'do you have any romans'
'sure here is a roman'
'that isn't a roman'
he's right
what the heck was i thinking
i try again
'ah here is a good roman'
this time i get it right almost
'do you have any bad romans?'
next story,
a report on babies
i see lots in the store
every one a winner
a ringer, a blue ribbon baby
beautiful perfect
open or shy
true
and then i ponder
about the bigger customers
the older ones,
the workers,
myself included
all of us started as these perfect true bundles
but now so much more complex
and floundering
and i think how did we all go from that to this?
Saturday, August 16, 2008
ear-less
while standing at the door greeting customers
a small girl with a sad face walked in
her head was wrapped in a turban of gauze
with her pony tail genie fashion sprouting out the top
of course i was curious
but knew better than to ask
all sorts ran through my head
cancer, some tragic accident
until i heard the story
told to another
while circulating
in the store
the small girl with the sad face
oddly made up with cosmetics, a pagent queen
having stumbled
the little girl had had an operation on her ears
it seemed it was the doctors opinion that ears
such as hers should be transformed into more
desirable ears
better ears i suppose?
not grandfather's ears
i think good ears are ones that function
but i like gap teeth
and delicious imperfection
i felt sad for this girl
no fault of her own
fixed
where
she
wasn't broken
Thursday, August 07, 2008
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
tuesday doodle horoscope fortune telling upside right cake delight
fortune telling
advice for myself, as dictated from my doodle
for this tuesday composed with the help of
the leafy tree muses and my dear friend the sun...
be prepared for the unexpected
trust that tea pots can fly
your cup becomes full without trying
your umbrella can be a helpful sunshade
let sleeping cats lie
xoxox
Saturday, July 26, 2008
tomato red dress
it fits real well.
sometimes i am scared of red
gravitating to greens
but i like the risk taking of red
and the vibrancy
i always like red in small ways
cherries on top of cupcakes
shoes at the end of an outfit
jaunty red kerchiefs around the necks of pirate dogs
red rubber balls with jax
and red food,
strawberries are my favorite
sometimes i wear this dress
and want to dance and sing
and contrast the green of the grass
and the shrubs
and feel
energetic
and full
of posibility
Sunday, July 20, 2008
all that is
coralled into a spot at the back door
in a wire box, some escaped
landed in the lasagna i didn't make
time passes
back and forth
flow and not
rain always sets me right
to get new footing
i always embark on the task of buying new shoes
i got a pair yesterday
walking with achy legs
up yonge street
sort of sporty and casual
with so much comfort
you wouldn't believe it
i got a new part time job
at a toy store
a very nice toy store
in which i get to converse with great 8 year olds
and see lovely babies in strollers
and test out some of the toys
i read books
sometimes seeing authors i know
and then think of my words
and pictures
and serve the next customer
now is a fork in the road
mismatched from the spoon and knife
tucked away
but that shadow box logic
doesn't disturb
i am enjoying talking with others
up from the basement lair in which i do my other work
my feet are tirered
but the newness excites me
the charactors
and textures
the polite hellos
goodbyes
new and familiar
returning and expanding
rain always sets me right
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
knit love purl two
2 boys holding hands pillow detail
in which i used the following ingredients:
-old moth eatten wool blanket, heavily patched by me
-up-cycled wool sweater
-up cycled red angora sweater patch
-recovered second hand new gingham fabric
-recycled white sheeting, with original older illustration by me
in which i used markers, and chalk pastels on heat transfer (iron on)
-computer magic patch work, with vintage fabric collaged into heat transfer
-new stuffing
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
altered book becomes pillow
layers and layers of history and the touch of hand
start with a correspondance a reply to an altered book letter
collect up vintage fabrics unleashed unearthed from corners in attics and basement corners
let the fabric speak...
what's that, whispers me
fabric answers this there
that here
mix up the batter
combine lace
and drawings
some pixie dust
stuff
and
enjoy
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
goodEGG
Monday, June 23, 2008
today's work
greeting cards,
a little fellow holding a heart
and a fabric pin to wear!
I love seeing the repeat pattern in this.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Large thanks for Small Press
Thank you as well to all the people that made it out for a visit.
Thursday, June 05, 2008
book ish
Please come by,
The Toronto Small Press Fair
Saturday June 7th, 2008
Miles Nadal Jewish Community Centre,
750 Spadina Avenue, Toronto
12pm-5pm
http://www.torontosmallpressbookfair.org/
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Sassy unpacked
i really enjoyed sharing sweet potato fries with vicki,
thanks vicki
slo had beautiful shirts and purses
a jeweller i had never seen by the company name old western had
beautiful stuff too, raindrop necklaces, mushroom like vintage button pendants
and a very inspiring woodland suitcase display
kate, seemed to enjoy being in close proximity to the bar.
sales truth be told were a tad slow...
but hey the evening was lots of fun.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
The Sassy Little Craft Show
Tonight!
I will have books of love, pouches, dolls, cards, and pins. Please do come by and say hello!
http://www.myspace.com/sassylittlecraftshow
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Lexia Fortsien
This drawing is done by my lovely and wonderful daughter Beatrix, who is nine years old and loves comic books and graphic novels.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
pillow with new chair
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.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Saturday, May 24, 2008
I Pick Fights with Old Ladies in Coffee Shops
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
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!
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
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
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
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!
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.
