Pieces and Resistance

For months I'd been preparing to sing a 25 minute set for the folksinging groups here. And I did. That was enough for my day, can't ...

Packing prompts for Design Camp with Australasian Quilt Convention has me finding and sorting through older montages. I can see the beginni...

From each workshop comes a stack of unfinished pieces. They wait and wait. And this interruption in printing the layers makes for a more int...

A January virtual class and a February in-person class left me with bits and bobs of thickened dye. I can't toss them, and haven't m...

I made this for my mother who liked all things pink. Now it can go to her great grandaughter. Like that it will be in the family.  

I'm packing this one to take to Australia. Called "The Edge of Autumn" for the simple reason that I'll be entering their f...

My neighbor was a portraitist, I knew as her daughter's pal. She had a 'studio' and was paid to paint oil portraits. One day she...

In between travels is a project that promises rewards. But it will take time and effort. I'm getting ready to set up a new studio, but f...

My print paste has a new formula, and I find when it's left on the screen, and dries, it doesn't wash out completely. So, a bit of s...

I've three places where I'll be teaching printing before we officially hit summer. This are name tags for the third batch of fabric-...

My guest room is off my kitchen, much like my grandmother's bedroom I remember from the 50s. My office too, and it's the heart of ad...