So, I write that last post. And then the Universe read it. And laughed and laughed and laughed. Whilst I recover from the whiplash that life seems to be giving me at the moment, here - have some cake. I am utterly thrilled and enthralled with this!
Good grief! It’s been nearly a year since I last posted here. Seriously. Life has been insane…shall we just say I was abducted by aliens and repeatedly probed and leave it at that? (actually, being abducted would involve a little peace and quiet presumably, so potentially not all bad. Abduct me and my studio…let’s talk!)
I’ve missed this space and my thinking about what to write in this space (though the thinking always far outpaced the actual writing), and keeping a wee journal of my making. So I’m going to start again…no promises as to how much or how often, because the day job is still sucking the lifeblood out of me, and kids and hubbies and life makes for a very full world, but let’s see how we go!
In other news, my new studio is unpacked enough for the machine to be plugged in, and I have just about got a finished quilt top up on the design wall. Making again feels so very good after a few months - I feel like I could breath properly again. Oh yeah, we moved. Again. You know, just for a change, ha! (Irony – you have the rental you’re in looking so nice the landlord decides they’re going to move in. Ahem) So, anyone care to take the bet that we’ll be completely unpacked and have artwork hung by Christmas? Anyone? No, I don’t blame you…D and I aren’t game to take that one either, ha!
I confess to coveting those images of felt acorns that are all over Pinterest. But I can't find any oak trees around here, so I was really excited when I realised that gumnuts and eucalyptus nuts make for an excellent Australiana acorn. Woody flora and squishy wool felt, such a scrummy combo. Now I just need to figure out what to do with the piles of these I have been making, ha!
We're lucky enough to have D's mum Catherine over from NZ to stay for a week or so at the moment. The other night, we were all discussing how silly it is that Ginger Ninja is terrified of Catherine - as soon as he sees her he takes off like the proverbial scalded cat. Dearest darling daughter matter-of-factly declared "I don't think he's scared of Nana Catherine, he's just terrified of the smell of old."
Thank the gods that Catherine has an awesome sense of humour. And she loves Immy as much as Immy loves her....because the rest of us were too busy choking on our laughter to come to her rescue for a few minutes!
I'm just about to start a new little venture, which I'm getting excited about sharing in all its glory with you soon.
And like with so many things new, it is both scary and exhilirating in turn.
Sometimes i get hung up on things and not sure how to unstick myself...
I'm very much starting with baby steps, and hoping this means fewer
terrifying leaps into the unknown, and more opportunities to enjoy each
In the meantime though, I finally have the studio unpacked and organised...well, as organised as a working studio of mine is ever likely to get(!) - and I think the-parts-that-will-become-Cole-and-Immy's-quilts might just have been languishing for long enough without attention!
(The pics were taken at a recent day spent at Treetops in Newcastle - great fun, and heartily recoomended, for everyone!)