I am headed to the mountains of Chattanooga today for a weekend of stitching, cooking and playing with high school girlfriends. Maggie has her bags packed with loads of books for the trip and I have my sewing kit and a book ready for a girls (and kids) sewing weekend with wine, food, reading and relaxing. Sigh. The thick smell of trees and mountain air…
A book arrived on my desk not too long ago and, unfortunately, I don’t know who sent it. In a moment of needing a break from new collections, writing the new book, working on a website update, being a mom, and keeping the garden, I landed on my couch the other night with Consuming Passions by Michael Lee West.
Thank you to everyone at the New York Public Library for having me ‘round for the Handmade Crafternoon back in May. And thanks to Jessica for this inspired reading list; I would like to have each and every one of the books she selected.
Everybody needs a little red, white and blue…
I have missed having a camera handy in my pocket these last months since my point-and-shoot was hijacked in the studio.
Last week I broke down and bought this Canon PowerShot. Little did I know that I was going to have to fight Maggie to keep it in my pocket.
Here is her document of our morning walk. You can tell that she is already obsessed with nail polish, shoes, things on the side of the road and flowers – a girl after my own heart.
Thank you to Sara for showing me the work of Lauren DiCioccio and a new way to look at the everyday.
My work investigates the physical/tangible beauty of commonplace mass-produced media-objects, most recently: the newspaper, magazines, office papers and writing pads, plastic bags, 35 mm slides. These media are becoming obsolete, replaced by the invisible efficiency of various technologies. In some cases, this transition is a good thing- faster transmission and distribution of information, streamlined systems, openness to user input, less waste. But a hole is left behind by the disappearance of these everyday objects. What will happen when we no longer touch information? When newsprint does not rub off onto our fingertips? When we no longer write longhand?
The tedious handiwork and obsessive care I employ to create my work aims to remind the viewer of these simple but intimate pieces of everyday life and to provoke a pang of nostalgia for the familiar physicality of these objects.
Butch and Maggie built me a beautiful bird atrium for Mother’s Day this year and my surprise came complete with a Finch pair. Maggie named them Whitey and Blacky (although I loved the name Atticus Finch from my favorite book – and movie: To Kill A Mockingbird).
The two got busy building a nest as soon as they moved into their new home. Maggie has been collecting grass and twigs for their building adventures over the last month and Whitey has already begun to lay eggs.
I love to drink our morning coffee on the back porch in these first few days of summer and watch the two lovers frolic around their atrium.
We picked blackberries this morning as the sun was coming up over the trees.
Butch treated us to his (no longer) secret recipe for Cottage Cheese Pancakes from the Fannie Farmer Cookbook to pair with our morning harvest.
Apalachicola bound through the Longleaf Forest and holding my breath to see our Gulf…
How to brace oneself for the image?
I love the juxtaposition of images, architecture, and landscape in this exhibition by Deidi von Schaewen.
Visible only by train, the images make me long for a travel via rail today.
Breathtakingnew work by Denyse Schmitt:
“Hope as the Anchor of the Soul: Mount Lebanon Quilt Series”
About the series from her website:
“On a 2007 pilgrimage to the Mount Lebanon Shaker Village in New York, Denyse saw accidental, raw beauty in empty, decaying interiors awaiting renovation. Knocked out doorjambs, random linear gashes in walls that exposed ribbons of lath, and cream-on-cream layers of patches in the plaster, would visually translate into the minimal piecing design of her new quilts.
On View at Ralph Pucci International, 44 West 18th Street, NYC, Gallery Nine (9th Floor). 212-633-0452.”