Tiny Update

enjoying the inside before spring forward, sitting on the comfy couch, looking out the picture window, sipping tea and stitching of course.

lots of applique this season and use if wools and tweeds

Enjoying it so much that it wants to grow

and it did rain, copiously

and as the season begins to bid farewell, i venture out

but new seeds

of creativity a cometh!

from small talk to action

as most of you who read my blog or follow my photographs, i switch back and forth between painting and stitching.

as you can see, these have been a stitching couple of weeks.

well, sorta kinda because some of the pieces are more mixed media as in the above pctured book cover and family crest.

but below...the labour of love.  labour intensive since it was embroidered with single threads.  it is a pam garrison template i bought on etsy.  i didn't realize when i bought it that the details were tinier than tiny, but being the perseverer that i am, i just began.  one stitch, one thread at a time.  it took me almost two weeks to complete.  i added a little border in patchwork to give it the finishing touch and it is now framed in my bedroom.  

below, more embroidery with a seaside twist inspired by carolyn saxby in st. ives, one of my favorite fabric artists who recently sent me one her mixed media seaside hearts.

and then.......somewhere over the rainbow also in single thread for a chunky fabric book i am working on, stop and go since it is also labour intensive.  since this photograph a few moremwords have been completed as well as other significant pages.

this is a detail of one of the fabric book spreads, the ever present warmth of hearth and home.

when i am in need of a mantra, i choose repetitive stitches

 if all goes well, this circle will continue growing concentrically until it is huge.

 

only last night did i return to my faces

 

it always surprises me that they usually look so innocent, between childhood and adolescence.  i don't intend them to be that way, they just go their own way with the ebb and flow of the pen and pencil movements.

i love the expression on this sweet face.

 these last two are a bit older, having gotten lost in my hardrive, practices in pencil and ink pens both part of a bookmark that now marks the spot in my present readings.

and what are these you might ask?  well....two miniature portraits on oyster shells  a-la lynne hoppe to be scattered at point lobos also a-la lynne next week as we head up the california coast.

 

at least this lady looks a bit more adult-ish.

please pardon the difficulties in posting since i am now mainly using my ipad which is not user friendly at all for blogging. 
well that is the jist of it for now, hope to see you on the road.

momentito

 la vida por estos lados caminando a pasos agigantados. tanto asi que anoche estuve hasta las 4 de la manana cosiendo porque no me habia quedado ni un minuto para lo que mas me gusta.

y es que richard y yo estamos con esta energia que nos lleva a subirnos al auto asi de repente y partir a recorrer caminos.  hemos descubierto barrios que ni conociamos aqui mismo. lo asemejo a vivir en chile y no haber nunca aprendido a bailar cueca, que verguenza. 

 asi y todo al final del dia tengo esta necesidad de resumir el dia, ver que conclusiones saque.  y veo que por suerte algo he creado con mis manos. 

quiero mas, quiero mas sensaciones lindas, quiero seguir este proceso intenso de estar viviendo cada minuto a concho. 

espero les haya gustado mi nuevo collage.  besitos y abrazos a todas.

DIOS ME REGALO UN DIA

Dios me regalo un dia ayer. Pude salir, aunque sola, a hacer lo que me diera la gana. Lo primero, una vuelta a hacerme mis patitas para que se vieran lindas de paseo. Luego almorce con Mama y parti como a las dos en micro por las calles de Santiago llegando al Mercado Central que me encanta. Hacia calor, uf, harto calor pero ver gente llendo y viniendo, kioskos con fruta y todo tipo de cachibaches fue como injectarle color a mi entorno. De ahi me fui tranquilita caminado por las calles del centro, vitrineando y encontrando telas que, en esos barrios, se venden por kilo. Entrete. Agarre lo que seme vino a la mente, sino pensar en lo que voy a hacer aunque si tenia en mente la cinta de terciopelo para hacerme un collar en forma de corazon para el domingo. Me hubiera pasado mas horas urgueteando o me habria arrancado mas al sur donde se ponen las ferias de antiguedades pero no podia dejar mas rato solo a mi Mami. Me subi a un colectivo, esos taxis compartidos que son tan utiles en Chile y me vine recorriendo Santiago por otros caminos hasta llegar a lo que llaman, suiticamente, Barrio Alto. Que chiste. Me dejo el taxi un poco lejos de la casa asi es que obligada a caminar unas cuantas cuadras lo que tambien me hizo bien para la mente. Y aqui les muestro mis tesoritos encontrados. Ahora a poner esas manitos de duende a trabajar.

My latest Trio of Trees

My latest Trio of Trees
Originally uploaded by peregrine blue

Between going to the swimming pool and uploading tons of family photos to Facebook for the family scattered around the world, my hands return to needle and thread.

The past two weeks have been fabric inspired again. I have opted to trade them rather than selling them since fabric ATCs don't seem to have the broad appeal paper ATCs have. In the process I have met some awesome online friends in Finland, England and Brazil.

The week has been an explosion of passion. What with talking to Jorge at midnight and sipping brandy over Chopin while talking to Armando, calling Anita on Skype and talking for over an hour and a half and finding Mario and Mairene and Lucy and Yoly, my head has been spinning with memories.

I want to go to Chile again. This time on a real vacation. The last trip was all responsibility with the occasional fun at night. I want to go for a long walk and eat raspberry ice cream cones with my hairy-chested friend, go swimming in the river naked with Anita, drink tons of Pisco Sours and get really tipsy and talk silly.

I want to put Chaos........
into chaos within chaos
Am I going crazy on a whim?

To be continued.....

I will put Chaos into fourteen lines

And keep him there; and let him thence escape

If he be lucky; let him twist, and ape

Flood, fire, and demon --- his adroit designs

Will strain to nothing in the strict confines

Of this sweet order, where, in pious rape,

I hold his essence and amorphous shape,

Till he with Order mingles and combines.

Past are the hours, the years of our duress,

His arrogance, our awful servitude:

I have him. He is nothing more nor less

Than something simple not yet understood;

I shall not even force him to confess;

Or answer. I will only make him good.
Edna St. Vincent Millay