Hello,
Despite the times spring is coming and I am enjoying my walks even more with the sunny warm weather. It did rain two day this week, but we walked in the rain anyhow. We are deep in week three of home confinement. I read on the internet that a good way to think if this time is as an “Artist Redundancy”. I am adopting that attitude as it is so very positive. I am also using this time to explore some new avenues. I doing this by participating in Textile Arts Community Stitch Challenge for one thing. I have finish week two’s challenge created by Cas Holmes. I am still working away on Sue Stones challenge from week one and will post it when I am done.
I am also doing Sketchbook Revival. There are two lessons every day for 10 days in this program. The program is at an end – but I am only finishing the second half of the lesson for day 3. This one is form the lesson by Carla Sontime. It a paint blotch animal. Sure opens one to creative looking.
For Charlie Ohedald the assignment was to draw food. He lead us through each step. I am sorry I did the next assignment on the back of the page and it bled through a bit.
Number 3 was Mary Beth Shaw – a Doodle painting /collage was what we were working on. She had lots of ways to make different textures with acrylic paints and lead us through one step at a time.
Tamara La Port guided us through how to do a Quickie Bird. It is one of her specialties and lots of fun.
Amanda Arneill worked with us on lettering techniques. I’ll keep pushing through and posting my finished works. Exploring new ways of thinking and playing is always good to shake one up a bit.
Progress Report: Kites and Flowers. I assembled this top this week using the gold piece of fabric from Regina as the jumping off place. The work is all quilted with the stitch in the ditch technique. Now I am going back and doing free motion flowers and kits on top to hold it make it stronger.
Scrap Happy Quilts I have three going at this point and squares for two more I think. The rows are all done for only three and I decided this morning to finish up these three before I go forward with the rest of the blocks.
I seem to be in a bit of a purple thing at the moment.
Felt Dryer Balls. Three more are done and there are three new ones is early stages.
Cowls I have made 22 of these now. I find them very calming.
Masks I tried my hand at these this morning. These have non woven interfacing in the centers. I am using ribbon for ties as I do not have any elastic. Eric likes them better too as one does not have to put them over the head to put them on. I will make more as they are so simple and a good way to use the little bits of fabric that I seem to collect. I ‘m sure I can find homes for them.
Childhood Memories- The Annabergs
The Annabergs, a family of six, lived at the south end of the block where we lived. Their lot spread all the way across the end and I guess it really was a double lot. The house was designed by a student of Frank Lloyd Wright, and although I did not appreciate it at the time, it was a great house. It had ramps to go from one level to another instead of stairs. A lot of the house was tucked into the hill top and although it was two stories inside, it was very low on the out side. One could enter through the garage and be on the bottom story. One took a ramp up to the main level passing bedrooms and a workshop. One then doubled back and continued up a second ramp to more bedrooms. Each bedroom had a sink as well as lots of built- in storage spaces with lots of wood. The kitchen was in the front corner and it had a window that allowed one to see both south and west with only a small seam where the glass met and changed direction. There was a great counter top there. One time we made donuts and set them to rise on that corner counter. The great room had a stone fireplace and again, built in seating, storage and book shelves. You could walk out the great room to a beautiful patio with a brick fire place and cooking area. I remember how sad it was when the three great American Elms that shaded that patio died due to the American Elm disease.
The man of that family was the main Doctor in the little town of Carroll and his brother, the town’s pediatrician. Mrs Annaberg was a house wife. David was the oldest child and he was 18 when we moved in. I recall him trying to teach us to play Horse- a basketball shooting game with a series of shots. Each letter was a different shot with the shots being as one spelled the word Horse. David went off to collage the year after we moved in so I did not really have much contact with him. The next child was Beth and she was 16. She gave me her old baby buggy It was blue leather, and had rubber wheels. After years of my use, it went off to grandmother Ruth’s where it lived on through many other grandchildren. Beth was a cheerleader at the high school. One time she even taught me the words and moves for a cheer call “Your Pep”. I can still do it although I do not think I can do the cartwheel that goes at the end. The third child was Spencer. He was ten and enough of a kid that we played together for a while. His favorite game was “Pump Pump Pull Away”. It is a running game where the person who is “it” stands in the middle of the field and the players run from one goal line to the other. The middle person tries to catch the runners and when they are successful they join him to catch the rest. We played it as touch and tackle at different times. One time Spence broke his nose. His Dad set it as he was the only Doctor in town. Spencer wore a bandage on his face for six weeks. When that was over Spence said he was never going back to have his Dad work on him again! Because when they took the bandages off the nose was crooked- so Dr Annaberg had to break it a second time.
The last kid was Lee and he was my age and in my class in third grade. We were great friends as I was a real Tomboy. We included Gene in our play and built forts, climbed trees, and played a lot of football. I could punt, pass, tackle and catch as well as boys. Gene went on to play football in high school and was a star quarter back and tackle. Another great passion for the three of us was sledding. The Annaberg house was on a hill that fell away on the southwest corner and every winter we spent hours building sled jumping ramps with packed snow. Gene and Lee both had Flexible Fliers. They were the best sleds available as one could bend the runners and with a really steer. I recall one snowy night that Mom took the three of us to a steep street that was closed off and we spent the evening sledding down and walking up. When the evening was over and we were all cold, we went back to the Annaberg’s for hot chocolate and cookies. They were wonderful neighbors. Mom stay connected with them through Christmas cards for years. Lee also became a Dr.
Stay safe an keep creating
Carol