in which I mostly show, don’t tell

You remember I was talking about that class, right? That class I just don’t really stop talking about? It’s still coming. Probably sooner than you’re expecting. I am so excited to share this with all of you. This time around, we worked in an actual kitchen studio which really helped- I maybe, possibly, potentially, DEFINITELY tried to fit way too much…

in which there is anxiety (and release)

I really should be working on some eco-prints right now, but it’s raining out today, and I need leaves and flowers to do that work. The idea of going harvesting this afternoon just doesn’t appeal, so here we are. I’ve been working on building the curriculum and materials for a new gig: I’ll be teaching art to a Montessori homeschool collective…

in which I am home again (jiggity-jig)

So a Craftsy class has been filmed, I’m home from Denver, the laundry has been put away, and I think I’ve slept off my jetlag and things are mostly back to normal, or as normal as things get around here; I’m back to my regularly irregular schedule, with five new eco-prints already going and one drying and waiting for a…

in which I am anxiety making

The house is a clean but cluttered wreck lately; there are arts and crafts supplies literally everywhere. Studio in town be damned, I need the ability to work immediately and constantly, and it is eating up our lives and living spaces. I’m not kidding when I tell you that the Craftsy filming can’t come soon enough, although also, I could…

it’s not heavy metal, it’s punk rock

All right, enough about family dysfunction and on to something far more punk rock: I visited Still River Fiber Mill this afternoon to talk fiber processing rates/turnover times, to pick up some dyes for the upcoming Craftsy class, and for general tomfoolery purposes. I’ve been a fan of their heavy-metal-free Greener Shades dyes since they were introduced- they’re free of…

on the occasional frustration of unwanted compassion

A conversation with my friend Ray which included the phrase “my goddamned metalhead neighbors” has lead me to the recent revelation that we may be the Wu-Tang neighbors. It isn’t as though this is a constant thing, but if I’m going to be leaving the house before 10 am I need a little something to get me moving, and lately, that seems…

on art, being terrible, and the beginner’s mind

I’m waiting for 4 pm so that I can get busy with a call with one of the Craftsy folks I’m working alongside right now; we’re working on scripting this week, which is more fun than it sounds like, really, especially the second time around. I’ve been testing dye recipes this week, which is exactly as messy, fun, and occasionally…

on soap and looting

The front door has been inundated with packages for the last few days- orders for the upcoming class, mostly, although some soap supplies, too. I’d sent out sample bars to some folks who bravely volunteered to test for me, and I’ve been going over their notes and making minor adaptations. Thanks so much to everyone who offered to test out…

in which there is a small announcement and a little music

The last few days have been a bit hectic; things have been falling into place in the best sort of way, comfortable and tidy, but there’s been a lot of adjusting to do and that’s all a little exhausting. I don’t expect things to let up- in fact, I expect them to get tighter, busier as the next few months progress-…

in which we have pills & pigeons

In February I started feeling off in a way I couldn’t quite put my finger on; things weren’t quite right, I knew that, so I did an MS thing and started carrying a little notebook with me, taking notes. (This is a great trick if you’re working on getting anything tricky diagnosed, FYI: find a note-taking system you know you…