Pieces and Resistance

My mother's requested a Cattleya Orchid for her funeral. In August, I could find only the smaller, more modest Cymbidium. Today would ...

A shaver on the last board for my upstairs ceiling. College woodworking, where I learned all of  life's lessons,  taught me how to con...

One more close up from the encaustic work of Katherine Bevier. I couldn't resist the layers, the overlay of color, and the motifs. Whe...

A: When it is work made by Katherine Bevier, whose work in encaustic certainly mimics the improvisational piecing of patchwork, and at tim...

Well, actually on the UPS truck. I've got nine works on their way to the Lake Metroparks Farmpark 25th Quilt Show in Kirtland, Ohio. I...

Decided that the old silkscreen could be risen from the dead. Why not? So, with corner braces, and some new old sheer curtain material, I...

Before my mind completely leaves behind my Florida visit (I'm denying the snow outside here), I wanted to add a pic from last week...

A slice of life from the Naples Botanical Garden. This reflecting pool presents with a random, and pleasing leaf pattern, and the tile wor...

I've left the Gulf shore, and am now back home. The nights we sat in that hot spa trying to line up the planets, either side of the mo...

I'm safe back home, far from the East Coast's major storm, reflecting on my week in Sarasota. These sketches, to their makers, may...

Often, my class is a place to try new ideas, to jumpstart something new, or just to get away for a day. There is fun, but lots to do. I...