31.5.11
Mending
"The rain does not cool and is a sticky one
to the present and the place.
Is it a weakness, yours for narcotics?
The trees levitate and become mountains.
You stand in the water inside a melancholy boulder.
Now you're a flying sandwich."
(Lesle Lewis: The Menders and the Breakers)
28.5.11
25.5.11
Una pumpa...
Here´s a rare sighting of guerilla knitting - at least
for the part of town where I live, there might be more
elsewhere...
A bit droll, perhaps...
After I´d taken the photos, a group of tourists came
by, stopping at the pump and, ignoring the knit,
shouting "una pumpa, una pumpa..." with delight,
starting to pump away, wasting water...
No, that´s not them. It´s a photo of some other
street pump enthusiasts I happened to find today
while rummaging through my mess. Strange coincidence -
didn´t even know I had it. It´s one of a few loose
book pages, so I can´t say who made the photo and when,
1920s or 30s I guess...
23.5.11
Good words
A while ago a friend asked me to make something for
her as cushiony as my "therapeutic" pincushions, but
with "good words".
I liked what came out of it, so I made another one...
And a mixed-media card too.
There will be more of these I think...
They´re in the shop, together with some other new
items...
her as cushiony as my "therapeutic" pincushions, but
with "good words".
I liked what came out of it, so I made another one...
And a mixed-media card too.
There will be more of these I think...
They´re in the shop, together with some other new
items...
21.5.11
19.5.11
16.5.11
Monday mirrors
A wip, made mostly from pieces of cancelled projects
(three cheers to the roundabout ways...)
Pretty enough, that little mirror - but not as pretty
as the ones on my old indian bag bolster...
More about The Nature of a Mirror here...
13.5.11
A green rush...
11.5.11
Thoughts for the road
Almost forgot to introduce you to this...
... after having shown it here only in the background...
It´s made from an old, timeworn kitchen towel, a piece
of hand dyed cotton, and bits of paper, "artificially"
weathered - and it has hidden messages (of which I´m
kind of fond lately - the use of paper in cloth, as
well as the messages - soon more...)
I´m rather pleased with it. Despite the paper and the
narrrow sewn lines it´s still very soft to the touch.
I call it "Thoughts for the road"...
And today I like
this
and
this
and
this
and
this...
... after having shown it here only in the background...
It´s made from an old, timeworn kitchen towel, a piece
of hand dyed cotton, and bits of paper, "artificially"
weathered - and it has hidden messages (of which I´m
kind of fond lately - the use of paper in cloth, as
well as the messages - soon more...)
I´m rather pleased with it. Despite the paper and the
narrrow sewn lines it´s still very soft to the touch.
I call it "Thoughts for the road"...
And today I like
this
and
this
and
this
and
this...
9.5.11
A dancer...
A while ago I made a dye try with hibiscus tea, which
didn´t satisfy me - but I kept a few empty tea bags
and pinned them to my notice board...
And here finally found a way to use one...
She´s in the shop, together with two other female
thread personalities, and some silk scraps...
6.5.11
Imagine
1.5.11
Abonnieren
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