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texas texture

Friday, March 26th, 2010

We were in Texas earlier this month. When I left there were 6 inches of snow on the ground so it was a treat to sit on a patio and drink iced tea for a few days while contemplating the blue, blue sky and noticing the warm textures around me.

When I got home the snow was gone. Within days the bulbs started nosing up out of the ground. Spring, spring, spring!!

my Philadelphia adventure

Tuesday, February 23rd, 2010

My drive down to Philadelphia for the Buyers Market looked like this:


more snow

I95 with only one other car in view

welcome to blizzardy Pennsylvania

you’re really in trouble now

just 3 more blocks to the hotel. Phew.

A few buyers and artists weren’t able to make it at all, or had to scramble to create displays out of office supplies when their shipments got stuck on the other side of the country. I was very lucky to have everything with me.

We had more snow on the way home, but M drove (thank you!) and we made good time.

I’m glad to be back in the studio filling orders, with the help of my trusty assistants.


Friday, October 30th, 2009

Traveling home is different from going someplace new. Edinburgh is beautiful, spectacular in its location and architecture, but since I was born there I don’t take the pictures I would if it was my first trip. Or maybe I just can’t do it justice so I focus on the details.

Cabbages lined up from large to small.

The neighbor’s hat, worn unselfconsciously, overlooking laundry on the line.

Vintage signs on St. Stephens Street.

Blessings carved in the walls.



And my favorite Manchester detail – chimney pots shaped like crowns.

catch up

Wednesday, September 30th, 2009

Beware what you wish for – I have so much jewelry to make that I feel like I’m in a tightly choreographed dance, moving from beads to chores to paperwork and back. I am not complaining; it’s the good kind of busy, plus there’s cat play and coffee breaks, and excursions to the village board meeting and pilates class (variety is the spice).

In the middle of this twirling we’re going to Scotland and England to visit my family. A welcome break from the daily busy. Or at least it will be welcome once it’s here. I can’t wait for the moment when there’s nothing more I can do to prepare. Too bad if I’ve forgotten something; they sell toothbrushes in the UK. For this glorious “it’s too late” moment I have purchased yarn, and I plan to knit as many of these as I can. Mindless pleasure perfect for airport/airplane/visiting with relatives.

Since posting has been slim, despite my camera being full, before I leave I give you a little catch up of the past weeks here:

I made jam for the first time.

And it was good.

The kittens learned the value of a perfectly-sized box,

the importance of packing toys as well as yourself,

and the usefulness of recycled materials in lieu of those pesky packing peanuts.

The blight took out my solo tomato and all my potato plants.

My harvest was a few pounds of Dark Red Norland spuds,

and five green tomatoes which were respectfully chopped up and cooked into a chutney. (I’m hooked on canning.)

There were wonderful moments of feline détente between the young and the old.

Even, miraculously, between Miss Hissy and Maxie. (Actually I’m not sure that she knew he was there.)

And just in the last few days the leaves from the maples along the drive have taken flight.

As we’re about to do.

longwood gardens

Saturday, May 23rd, 2009

Longwood Gardens is over 1000 acres of horticultural intensity.

Huge conservatories, an orchid house to die for, meadows, tree houses tucked into the forest of tulip trees, Versailles-worthy fountains, giant topiary…

We spent two days there and I feel like I just scratched the surface.
You should go.

In the end what struck me most were details.

The stonework everywhere:

Shapes and textures:

And the most beautiful Copper Beech tree I’ve ever seen:

I’ve come home with a whole lot of inspiration for the next jewelry designs. And an even longer list of “I need” plants than I had before.

buyers market

Thursday, February 19th, 2009

I’m back from my first wholesale show. The Buyers Market was very quiet this year, not surprisingly, and long-time attendees felt the difference. Since it was my first show I had nothing to compare to, and plenty to take in and learn.

My pal Val flew in from Michigan to help me. Hallelujah! Load in was smooth, and my booth was near the loading dock which made schlepping a lot easier. Plus we had a full 24 hours before the opening of the show so there was time to futz with the display and remember to eat and sleep.

Here I am in the booth with my “I hate to have my picture taken” face on.

I met lots of wonderful artists and buyers and got great responses to my work. People brought their faces right up to the cases, and wanted to touch the jewelry and see how it moves. The most used word after “beautiful” was “different”, which is a HUGE compliment.

I feel encouraged and surprised by how strongly people reacted. Especially to the sculptural pieces, which were the most noticed. How fun for me – this means I get to make more.

M came and helped me pack and load out and drove us safely home with the help of his new GPS toy (which I nicknamed Jimmy). I’m so grateful. I was so tired that I might have ended up in Florida if left to my own devices.

The store at the Museum of Art & Design (formerly the Craft Museum) placed an order, which is what I’m working on now. I’m excited to have my work for sale in New York, and in such a great location.

And for a cherry on top the show organizers used a picture of my necklace on the cover of the show guide:

I’m a cover girl!
Who needs to clean her house. Boy did I leave a mess.

hi there,

Tuesday, December 9th, 2008

I’m not sure what happened this month, I must have needed to hibernate a little.

Thanksgiving was lovely, quiet at home with M and the fuzzies. I made cranberry sauce on the wood stove,

while the cats took their couch duty job very seriously.

We went to Texas to visit family and were fed and watered and given a baby to hold and tickle – all good things. My flight home was bumpy and slightly delayed but there’s nothing like a holding pattern for a beautiful view.

It’s good to be home. I had two cords of firewood delivered and they need to be stacked. This year the wood may stay in the giant pile under the tarp, given the number of items on my to do list. I’m having to let go to imperfection.

Sometimes while I’m washing dishes I catch myself thinking about firewood, or insulation, or who’s going to plow my driveway, and I wonder who this is, thinking these thoughts. What happened to city girl? I’m happy here with these concerns but I do wonder what happened to the New Yorker part of myself, and where on earth this country girl came from.

mini vacation

Saturday, May 17th, 2008

I’m home after a relaxed break with family in Quebec.

There was excellent weather, lush green, beautiful flowers, good company, abundance of food, pretty walks, and funny-looking creatures.

Good times.

o canada

Thursday, May 8th, 2008

I’m heading out to spend a few days with family in Canada. I was packing yarn for a light-weight travel knitting project and first I thought, “Two balls will be plenty.” But then I remembered that terrible time when I was stranded in an airport hotel in Amsterdam for 24 hours, and I packed all four just in case. You never know, and you can never have too much comfort yarn.

Back next week!


Tuesday, February 12th, 2008

I bought a new wallet and while cleaning out the old one I found a single porcupine quill tucked into one of the credit card compartments. I have no idea where it came from.

My grandparents live on a farm in Canada. Once, while visiting, I took the difficult path along the side of the lake – the one that usually only the dog takes, while people cross by canoe. On the steep bank under the fir trees I found the remains of a porcupine: skin and quills. Sacred.

I took a few of the spines and when I got back to the house I carefully put them into a matchbox which I carefully stashed in the cup holder by the driver’s seat in my car, and which I never saw again. I don’t know how I lost them when I was being so attentive, but it seemed right. Must not have been okay for me to take anything from that animal.

So the other day when I found the treasure in my purse it felt like full circle. I’ve been given back one quill.