Archive for June, 2008

dream home

Monday, June 30th, 2008

No more waiting, no more finger-crossing – I finally have the key to my new home.

As long as I can remember I’ve wanted to work on an old house and make it a home. Here, now, is the opportunity – I’m surprised and delighted to find myself in love with an 1848 brick and shingle farmhouse in the Catskills. It needs TLC; there are projects calling out for attention from every room and corner of the yard. I spent the weekend wandering from basement to porch to bathroom to wood pile; adjusting the water temperature, cleaning the sink, staring at a patch of mystery ivy (Boston or poison?!), starting my billionth list, sitting down in shock, and then making the rounds again. The thought of all the to dos makes me want to lie down.

Just when I was getting overwhelmed, the local welcoming committee rep. showed up and insisted on rubbing his body all over us, rolled over and showed us the gray spot on his chest, and when I walked away decided to climb my leg!

Thank goodness for friendly neighbors and heavy denim.

me me

Wednesday, June 18th, 2008

Eliza tagged me with a meme that’s been going around. (Or a “me-me” as I think of them.)

What was I doing 10 years ago?
Living in the Midwest. I was working in a gallery. I already had a studio and I think that was the year I participated in the town’s open studio day. Friends helped me hang Christmas lights and baked gorgeous cookies to offer visitors. I hung my first quilt on the studio wall. I was figuring out what I “should” be making.

5 things on my to-do list for today:
Nothing fascinating –
Answer a couple of emails.
Make jewelry.
Pay some attention to this blog.
Make a phone call about buying a car.
Wash them dishes.

Snacks I enjoy:
I’m not crazy about snacks. I like FOOD. And generally not the low fat, virtuous kind, although I do love dark leafy greens. But also ice cream, and cheese, and pieeeeeee.

Due to the strange effects of colonialism, we’re able to get these Scottish caramel wafers in our Caribbean corner store. Bizarre, but appreciated.

Things I would do if I were a billionaire:
Freak out.

Places I have lived:
Born in Edinburgh, Scotland. After a year or two we moved to Roubaix in the north of France, then Paris, then on to Geneva in Switzerland where I was for most of my primary schooling. Back to Edinburgh through high school and art college, then across the Atlantic to Ann Arbor in Michigan. And finally to Brooklyn, New York.

In retrospect it seems kind of inevitable that I would end up in North America. My German grandmother came over to Canada in her 20s and stayed. My mother, on the other hand, was raised in Canada but has spent her adult life in Europe. Seems every generation bounces back across the Atlantic.

garnet wild geese

Wednesday, June 11th, 2008

I bought a batch of cut garnet beads in December and have been pulling them out and petting them once in a while. Finally it became clear what they wanted to be and last week I made them into this necklace.

I’ve always made this version of the Wild Geese necklace in a choker length, but I just kept going until all I had left was a little pinch of beads.

These pictures really don’t do it justice; it’s slinky and luxurious and I’m enjoying playing with it, swishing it across the table. It makes a sound like the beach, which goes well with the heat wave we’ve been having.

home dreams

Wednesday, June 4th, 2008

I know things have been slow around here but backstage, away from this blog, there’s a lot going on these days. I’m almost ready to share, yet still too superstitious to risk it until all the dotted lines have been signed. Hang in there with me.

I feel as vulnerable as the baby bird one of my oldest friends found on the ground this weekend and placed back in its nest. Or the newborn chickadee another dear friend shakily returned to its home the week before. The possibility of misstep, the distance to fall, is daunting. But I too am being carried safely homeward, cradled in a giant, tender, clumsy hand made up of brokers, bankers, inspectors, family, and wise friends.

Soon I’ll tell you about it.