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100 day Challenge, College Life, Creative Assistants, Creative Strength Training, Daily Practice, Felt Work, Lap Quilts, Sea Floor

Quiet Time

Hello,

It seems to have been a quiet time here this week.  I did have  one Zoom  meeting with Creative Strength Training,  but  the Sisterhood of the Scissors connection failed.   I did not loaf as there were  other things to attend to, as we live in a busy world.

  Progress Report:  100 Days II    I finished all the free motion quilting in the black on this piece and the  I am through with the binding at this point.     I have started to outline more sports figures in turquoise with  free motion from the back of the quilt.      I have about half of this step done I think.

 

 

 

Lap Quilt 10   This work is all assembled and quilted at this point.  The machine step of the binding is done and I need to stitch it down and then this work will be complete as well.

 

 

 

City Blocks   I designed these blocks as a response to a design suggestion in  the Inspired To Design by Elizabeth Barton book.    I started it at the retreat and I am now ready to get back to work on this project.  I am ready to begin the quilting now..

Blue Wondering    This is my hand work project for the presents.  I am just doing slow stitch work without any pre plan.

 

 

 

 

Creative Assistants   I have added hair arms and backs to all  26 assistants at this point.  I only need to do the final embellishment step that is adding squeezie paint embellishments to them.

Daily Practice   I am still working away on this project.

 

 

 

 

 

  Lap Quilt # 10   This quilt went together fast as the blocks were all made my Sue Ellen and she passed them to me in a box of scraps that she gave me last fall.  There are enough blocks remaining for yet another.   I will add boarders and be ready to quilt this one too.

 

 

 

 Care 4    This is my  graffiti entry for the new Cherry Wood  competition this year.   I purchased the pack that contained all the fabrics in the fall.  The spray paint did not run as much as I had hoped, but I still like the effect and the message.

Sea Floor  I did a lot of hand work on this piece this week.  The base is all felted with embroidery added on top.

 

 

 

 

 

 

College Life – Summer  1968

My life at Camp Tecumseh started out a few day before most of the councilors arrived. Dad dropped me off on Saturday, and I got my first look as we drove down into a little valley meadow in west central Indiana that was surrounded with cabins. There was a bigger building to the right of the small parking area where a truck was parked. So we parked and went in. That big building turned out to be the main lodge of the camp, with a wide covered poach on three sides, a large reception hall, with a dining area in the back .Every day more and more folks arrived, and on Tuesday evening we had almost completed our task. Roy needed one more Junior Councilor. Larry and I suggested my brother Gene! Roy called and talked with him–and he agreed to fill the last spot. On Wed afternoon when Gene arrived, Larry immediately snapped him up and they worked together the whole summer.

The councilors and junior councilors were from all over, with the majority of us being from Indiana. But: Inis, our international councilor, was a kindergarten teacher from Austria; Ellie, Roy’s assistant, was from Kansas; Jay, our archery instructor and excursions director, was from Illinois; Peter, another senior councilor, was from Ohio; and Marcus, from California, was the last of the crew from out of state. With all the councilors on hand and most of the camp preparations done, we all piled into the back of the big camp truck and rode north to the launch location for a day and a half float trip down the Wabash river, which joined the Tippecanoe farther south and just north of the camp. The trip was a great way to build unity and get to know folks a bit more–as well as to prepare us all for the times we would take campers out on float trips later that summer. Three pairs of canoes were bound together with a wooden platform between them so they could carry supplies and a few more passengers.

The first week of camp started with campers arriving in various buses from different YMCA’s around Indiana. They were all greeted and checked in and assigned to various cabins. Chrissy was my junior councilor, and she and I were both nervous as we led our group of eight eleven-year-olds to cabin number 14, Chickasaw. Chrissy and I had the beds on either side of the door and the girls selected their sleeping places from the six bunk beds around the back of the cabin. The campers unpacked and, after they were settled, we took a group picture on the front steps. Then we gave the girls a little tour of the camp in perpetration for their classes on Monday morning. The dinner bell rang and off we went to our first big mean in the dining hall. All the tables were numbered to match the cabins and we ate family style.

After supper, the hall emptied out and we all went down the hill a short way to the open air Chapel that overlooked the river, where a campfire was burning. Mr Tulp gave an introduction, a few instructions, and a little sermon. Then Larry lead us in a few songs. It was a dark walk back through the woods and I was glad we had been told to bring our flash lights as we made our way back up the hill and back to our cabins.

Keep Creating

Carol

 

100 day Challenge, Childhood Memories, Daily Practice, Granite and Silver, Lap Quilts, Pixies Group, Poppy Field, Scrap Happy Quilts, Sisterhood of the Scissors

Inching Forward

Hello-
I hope everyone is doing well as we head into the last few weeks of Aug.    I am just working away one day at a time on my projects.   Sometimes that is all one is doing.    My big excitement for this week a quick trip down to New York City by bus with Liz to see the Virtual Van Gogh show.   I really liked the interactive “rooms” that were set up so one could go into the paintings.   Liz and I got silly and she tried to throw me into the insane asylum at one point.   It was a beautiful experience  and I enjoyed it very much. We walked a few blocks from the display to the World Trade Center Memorial and enjoyed that as well. We followed that by a quick trip back north to the bus terminal and back on the bus at 5:30 for the rid home. It was all a bit of a whirl wind trip but is sure was wonderful.
I had two Zoom meetings this week too. One with the Pixies and a second with the Sisterhood of the Scissors. Bother were good stimulations for me.

Progress Report: Poppy Field This work is 34.5″ w X 43″ l. I made the big poppies at the bottom out of wool roving with thread drawing to hold it all together. The centers are yo-yo’s with beads added to the centers. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Granite and Silver The Silver Maple leaves resting on the granite are a great contrast.    The idea is from  a old cover of Adirondack Life magazine. I painted the base with a rubber band brush to get the texture and added nylon net to create shows on the stone, with the leaves on top.   It is a very shallow image.

 

 

Scarp Happy I am having fun doing the rows for this project.

 

 

 

 

Lap quilt # 16 I started to do stitch in the ditch quilting on this work today. I am sure I will finish it soon.

 

 

 

 

 

Lap quilt # 17 This is number  two on the   current assembly process.   I like building the units and then uniting them.

 

 

 

 

100 Days Project I am up to day 71. Today is actually day 73 so I am behind myself I will need to do a few extra later today.

 

Daily Practice This small wipe up rag will be done soon.

 

 

 

 

Childhood Memories- Christmas 1965
We enjoyed a bit of rock hunting at a ranch and then drove on to Big Ben National Park. The camping that night was in a very empty campground. Lots of evergreens in the area and almost every other tree supported a bit of mistletoe. Christmas morning started with a good breakfast and a few gifts. I got a ID Bracelet that I had been hoping for and a beautiful hair piece. I then realized why Gene had wanted a lock of my hair in Nov.     I wore the hair piece a lot when I went back to work as it was a perfect color match.      We    then hit the visitors center, were they had a hug Century Plant decorated with Christmas balls. We went on from  to get our first view of the Rio Grand. The shore was sandy, the water was muddy and there were steep bluffs on both sides. We saw fossils imbedded in the canyon walls. We walked down the canyon a bit and came upon a young man who would take one across the river on the back of his burro for a dime. So on Christmas day we all rode across the river on the back of a mule. We climbed the bluff toward a small village. In the process we were “ attached” by a bunch of bambinos” selling rocks. Grandma and Grandpa both purchased a pockets  full  of useless rocks, but I am sure that the process made the kids day. The town was dusty and very poor. There was a small open school building, scattered mud huts and a saloon. It was sad. The next day we went east and visited a country store. Dad brought us all soda pop that we enjoyed in the heat. We cross the Rio Grand a second time- this time by row boat. On the Mexican side were steps up the bluff and we emerged into a more substantial town. First we came across some men making pack saddles. This village had streets that were packed dirt and many more buildings. There were lots of active people doing business. There was a small church and a water pump in front of it. There was a wooden school house that I went into. There were benches and a chalk board but nothing else. I had my sketchbook and soon tried out the little bit of Spanish I could remember from 3ed grade on some children. Some how I got to asking them their ages. I would write the number and then turn it into one of the cartoon characters that I had created for my Honor Society speech. The kids were thrilled and I folded pages and tore them out and gave them to the kids until I had use all my paper. I didn’t  see much of the town, but I did have a good time.    That night we camped again in Big Bend in a different camp ground. The following day we drove east out of the park and crossed the boarder a third time on a bridge this time. The town was very prosperous. We did lots of shopping there. I perched a famous Mexican Bandit Marionette that wore a sombrero, black flannel suit that sported a white zig-zag trim down the legs and had a six shooter in each hand. Mom purchased me a beautiful turquoise and purple poncho that I loved.    Grandmother got all three kids sombreros. As it turned out, I think our younger cousins, Casey and Curtis ended up with them when we got back to Grandview. My favorite purchase was a guitar that I got for $6.00. I spent hours trying to learn how to play it. But the thing would not hold tuning. The neck kept bending under the pressure of tuning to the point were the strings and the neck were so far apart that one could put there index finger between the strings and the frat board at the bottom and not touch either surface. After our shopping we returned to the states and drove north. Our Next stop was the Alamo. Gene and I had seen the movie and were a bit disappointed. It was much smaller then I expected and being in the middle of the city with big tall buildings all round made it seem even smaller. It sure made me realize how much Hollywood played with reality. We continued north and stopped at Platt National Park, one of the nations smaller parks. It was too cold to wade in the river, but Gene and Danny threw lots of rocks in the river. Crossing Kansas and Missouri we arrived back in Iowa. Dad and Mom went to see Grandpa Merit, but Gene and I did not. Then it was another 12 hour day drive back to Muncie and School the next morning.

Stay safe

Carol Boyer

Childhood Memories, Daily Practice, Drawing, Felt Work, Horsetails, Lap Quilts, Pixies Group

Siding Complete

Hello,

The work on the siding was completed on Wednesday.  It looks good  and the house looks longer to me.       But this morning we decided to change the siding on the gables too.  So more construction is in my future.
I am really enjoying my walks now that the weather is a bit more comfortable and the views are great. Every day I can see the changes in the   new growth of the leaves of the trees. The color of the flowers tickles me too. This is a great red  here.
I went and helped my friend Noel sort and roll her silk kimono parts this week. She was sorting to pass silk forward to others in one of the quilt groups that I am a member of t so she kindly gave me first choice and I came home with some real beauties.   There is lots of new inspiration for me here.
The Pixies was the only group that meant this week and we did enjoy our talk. No new assignment came out of that meeting, but I am keeping up with my drawing. I continue to work my way through the 1938 book called “The  Secret Museum of Mankind” . I realized that having a source  of subjects at my finger tips helps me get the drawings done every morning. I guess I just needed a prompt.

Progress Report: Horsetails This quilt it 30″w X 41″ l. The plants are made from polar fleece and couched down with embroidery floss.

 

 

 

 

I love the texture contrast.

 

 

 

 

 

Lap Quilt   # 11      This work is 40″w X 50″ l. The blue squares are all indigo sun printed images that I made. I also did a little oil stick color additions on some of them. A woman from PACE, a local elder care facility, came and picked up ten of these lap quilts  for folks who are wheel chair bound.   I  made all of them Jan. 1.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bonsai I just finished sewing down all the leaves this morning and now I am ready to begin to quilt this work. I did stitch in the ditch before I added the trunk so there is a little quilting already, but it needs a lot more to make it flat.

 

 

 

Saturday Afternoon ( Cubist piece) This work is for the Sisterhood of the Scissors change. The black is fused to the edge of the shapes and adds a lot to the look I am after. The bottom three pieces  of fabric are what I plan to use to make their clothing.

 

 

New Lap quilt.I pulled these fabrics to be the next lap quilt.     I like having and on going little project.   It is a good opportunity to play with different color combinations and not feel stressed about doing so.

 

Drawing    I am still drawing on old dictionary pages.   I like the unity that gives the work.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Felting      I made some backgrounds in felt this week  as I wanted them so I could just move forward when I got a new idea.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Daily Practice I worked on this during the Pixie meeting as well as the usual news hours this week.

 

 

Childhood Memories- Theater

My parents did a lot to expose my brother and I to different things. The first time I remember going to the theater was in Greeley the summer between third and fourth grade. The College had summer theater program and we had season tickets. I do not remember the titles of the plays and sometimes I did not under stand the stories, but I enjoyed watching the actors . Gene almost always fell asleep but I never did. It was not until years later that I realized the ghost I remember on stage was from Macbeth that summer. When we moved to Muncie the new Emerson auditorium had just opened and my parents got season tickets to the Artist Series. We had
seats in the second row in the center on Sunday afternoons. I got to see such wonderful production as “Oklahoma,” “ Gigi” and “Camelot” with Robert Goulet . We also had season tickets to the Ball State Drama Department series. Again our seats were near the front and I remember great performances of “ Once Upon a Mattress” and “A Mid Summer Nights Dream”. I still love and support live theater. It is magical to me.
When I was a Sophomore my last class of the day was Drama with Mr Fee. We had to read a play every week and write a little synopsis. We also did lots of little 10 and 15minuits scenes in class for our class mates. We leaned how to apply makeup effectively. One day I got made up as an oriental with black spray painted hair. I just could not resist wearing that home on the bus that day. I got lots of strange looks, and Margaret laughed and laughed at me. Another day I was made up as a young witch, but I did not wear that make up home. Mr Fee also ran two drama clubs. Stage Door was for kids who were underclassmen and wanted to participate in school productions. We mostly did crew work for the plays. To be in Nations Thespians one had to have experience it at least two productions and by the time I was a Junior, I qualified. For the sophomore year, the play was “ Everybody Loves Opel”, and I painted lots of scenery. I helped with costumes for “ Bull in a China Shop” the next year. That interest in dressing up folks only grew with time. There was a state Thespian Convention one weekend at Ball State and I participated in that. I was in the solo competition and did a piece called “ The Button”. I do not remember what my score was, but I sure remember working on it in drama class. The morning of the conference when Dad was driving me to campus he suggested that “ I try on a different personality, like show more leadership, and see if you like it. You will never see these people again so what do you have to lose?” I sort of tries that as I did know the campus and could easily direct folks to the correct locations for performances and such. I liked helping people. I did have a great day and did connect with a few folks from Fort Wayne. I even got to show them were Burkes was when we went out for a quick dinner. Theater is still dear to my heart.
Stay Safe

Carol

Bird with Berries, Curvie Cuts, Felt Work, Oak Leaves, Textile Artist Stitch Club

New Window

Hello,
I hope that the weather is treating everyone well. We are really starting to feel springs warmth at this point and the plants are responding well.

 

The week end before the holiday, I took an on line class with Amanda McCarvour called Dots, Lines and Squiggles. It was a great experience. She uses lots of wash-away in her process and we did too. She has expanded the thread painting part of the process that I learned from her a few years ago, to include roving as apart of the process.

 

She showed us how to build various forms successfully from flat patterns and how to make enough crossings of the machine drawn lines to make sure the work held together when the wash-away was removed. I did not use enough contrast in my roving and thread to allow one to really see with this first piece. ( the orange one at the top) On day two we worked with adding more materials to the roving.   The Ginko leaf  has the plastic mess from a orange bag trapped between my thread lines.      The   Amanda show us how to create a three dimensional  effect  and the Dogwood blossom is my attempt at that.
I really enjoyed the class.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The other big thing in my life is a new back door and the  replacement of the bay window in my studio. I spent most of my time clearing away my supplies and materials in the studio to prepare for that this week.  This is a shot of  how the inside looks this morning before they begin work.

This shot is of the old window.   You can see the rotting wood at the bottom.  It sure let the cold wind in this winter.

 

Yesterday they installed a new back door.   I like the color and now we will work on the new steps and surrounding area.

Today they are working on the window.  I will  post  a shot of the new window next week.

 

Progress Report: Oak Leaves- Curvy cut. This work is 39.5″ X 30″. I did the curvy cuts to mix the two small units of fabric for the base of this piece. Then I cut big oak leaves from purple silk and  silver organza. I pinned them in place and did the vanes in the leaves. I then did Zig-zag around the edges to finish of the leaves.

 

 

 

 

Bird and Berries This work is 12″ X 12′.   I had felted the background earlier this season and done the  thread painted  bird. I added the beading and finished the work this week when I could not work in the studio.

 

 

 

 

Time Off This work is 11″X 11″. It too is a work that has been setting waiting for finishing.

I enjoy handwork.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crows I drew  a  new  crow  for this project  crow project last week. I have some ideas about how to add it to the others and finish this work.

 

 

 

 

Coral Reef I finished the beading of the left hand corner on Tuesday.    This project is from Textile Asrtist Stitch Club assignment from six weeks ago.  I am glad I have worked so carefully on this project to finish it.     My intent is to   add a back and facing to finish it this week.

 

 

 

Daily Practice I Put in the time on this every day and it grows slowly.

 

 

 

 

There will not be any Childhood Memories this week because I can not work on the sewing machine to do the installation  of the memory. So there will be two  stories and art works next week.

Pleas take care of yourself and stay safe,

Carol

Chickadee, Childhood Memories, Daily Practice, Experiments, Lap Quilts, Re Work, Scrap Happy Quilts, Sisterhood of the Scissors, Textile Artist Stitch Club

Looking

Hello,
I hope spring is knocking at everyone’s door.  Somewhere I read the line “ we live in an unending rain fall of images” and I can’t get that idea out of my head. It is so very true. This world is so full of visual stimulation! We have all learned to filter out lots of it however. I now set in my studio surrounded by, a lamp, a bookshelf full of boxes full of threads , baskets, jars and glue sticks.  There are cups of  pens, pencils and paint brushes marauds of other things, but due to my focus on writing this I really do not record any of those objects at this moment. How much else do me miss by our tunnel vision? Or is it just a learned self defense due to the over stimulation? I know that I approach my walks with an open mind and search out differences from day to day, but most of the time I just label what I see in my head and do not really look. There is a local grocery store that overwhelms my vision every time I visit. So many colors, shapes and textures that my self defense is to make a list and only purchase what is there. That is my intent when I go in but…..I still can not pass through the store in less than an hour as I always find something new that I did not see before and become distracted. It is a wild wonderful rainfall of ever changing images that we live in.

This week I had only two Zoom meetings and a visit from my daughter. Good to catch up on all fronts. Wendy came with some fabric that she wants me to turn into curtains.

I did make some new print blocks this week with fun foam and a wood burning tool that some one gave me.  I was in the 60’s out side so I took advantage of the temperatures and worked outside were the fumes would blow away from me.  I will print them tomorrow.

I continue to work away on the coral reef for the Textile Artist Stitch Club project. I think is is about a forth done now. I am enjoying the process although it is slow.

 

I did the final work on this stitch project from earlier.   I really like  how doing my hand work personalizes this type of project.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Progress report- Black capped Chickadee This little 10″ X 10 “ piece is done now. I enjoyed working on it.

 

The leaves are commercial and from a friend.

 

 

 

 

Lap Quilt #6 This work is 37″ X 47″ . I enjoyed playing with lots of commercial fabrics this time.

 

 

 

 

 

Three Sisters -Rework In all the quilting and re squaring such this work shrunk a bit. It is now 36″ X 36″. All the black out lining really does help I think.   This project is my response to the Sisterhood of the Scissors Picasso Challenge.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Scrap Happy I started a new one this week. I think it will go to my grand daughter as I have not made one for her in a long time.

 

 

Poppy Fields This whole cloth quilt is moving along slowly. I am getting really good at free motion circles though.

 

Daily Practice I am on my third piece of fabric for this project. It is going well.

 

 

 

New Work     I started a new pieces this week using nine different pieces of related fabric.    I wanted them all to be 20″ squares- but some of the fabric was not that large so I just added to the edges to make them that size.    I am now in the process of cutting the pieces and reassembling them.   This is pure play.

 

Childhood Memories- Summer School
Another big change that came at the end of eight grade was a summer change. We did not build a house or go spend the summer with the grandparents. Mom was working on her doctors degree and Dad was teaching summer school at Ball State. “We have to go to work and so do you.,” they said. So Gene and I both went to summer school at the lab school, Burris. WE were in school from 8 in the morning to noon. Gene was in the fifth grade class and I took typing and Industrial Arts. I did learn the location of the key and I don’t need to look at the key board when I type, but I never got any speed. For the last two hours I was in the industrial Arts class. I love the floor in that room as it was all made from 2X4″ that where set on end and all the little half circles were pointed up. I just thought that was cool. I started out the summer by working in the photo lab. I learned how to develop film and how to print my images. I also did a few mono contact prints. At the middle of the term I moved into the wood shop. There I got to use the lathe and I made three tapered candle sticks that Mom proudly displayed in our living room on the coffee table that sat by the front window.
The second summer, between Freshman and Jr. year I took Chemistry. It was a four hour class and we covered that same amount of material every day that was covered in a week during the regular school year. There was lots of homework for that class. It was also the first time in my life that I fainted. I recall getting a very warm feeling and my vision closing in from both sides. Then a blank and I sort of came too I was being carried down the stairs to the nurese office. I could feel the movement, and hear what was being said, but I could not open my eyes or talk. It was frightening. Mom came and picked me up from the nurses office and we went to see Dr Ball. No one came up with a real reason for the incident. Except to say they though it was heat and dehydration. The only other time in my life that I have fainted was when I was getting my wisdom teeth pulled at 21. I fainted in the chair and as a result I learned I was pregnant with Wendy.
The third year between Jr. And senior year I took Music appreciation and Art. Music was great fun as the class was very small, only 12 of us.The teacher taught us how to create our own little Mnemonic devises to recall the titles and composers of the works we needed to identify. It really helped and I can still recall some of them. I got to know one of the boys in the class well. Michel Sears and I went on a couple of dates too. He was a fascinating person as he was the first person I had ever come in contact with who was an orphan. He lived in the hospital dormitories with his older brother who was doing his internship at Ball Memorial Hospital. Michel was a real intellectual and he introduced me to Ann Rayn. I read Atlas Shrugged that summer and we had many conversations about that book. He and I were setting on the edge of the patio on sunny afternoon and playing chess when, after pointing to the grass and then the red squares on the board, he asked me. “ Are those both the same color?” He was color blind and that was a real shock to me. He carefully explained what he though he was seeing and I felt a bit sorry for him. Michel’s brother finished his internship in early October of my Senior year and they moved to Kansas. We wrote a few letters at first, but then lost interest or at least lost the connection. I wonder how his life turned out.

Stay safe and keep looking,

Carol

Black Roses, Childhood Memories, Daily Practice, FAD (Fiber Art Dames), Felt Work, Pixies Group, Quiet, Raw Edge Applique, Scrap Happy Quilts, Textile Artist Stitch Club

Gifts

Hello,
I feel so very fortunate to have such kind  and generous friends. Last week I got a surprise package in the mail from my friend Patti. It was a paint brush organizer. So very handy and I put my brushed in strait away. I feel so flattered that she would share her time and effort to make and send me such a nice gift. People can be so very kind and it is doubly wonderful when it comes for no reason. It touches the heart. Such a small act can really lift the soul and raise one’s sprites.   I will try to do the same in the future.
I had four Zoom meetings this week. The QuEG’s meant on Tue with the FAB and Pixies meeting yesterday. It so good to stay connected. The Textile Artists Stitch Club started a new project with Jude Kilgshott. I am still not done with the handwork on my leaf print, but I went a head with the new assignment anyway. Jude asked us to collage a bit with fabric pieces and then stitch them down. I am half done with that as there are suppose to be 8 pages. She was trying to help us see the beauty of the back of the stitch work as well as the front and the transparency of Organdy really does allow that. I will keep working and hopefully get back to the old project too.

Progress Report: Murder  II This work is 36″ X 46″.   I discovered that I had on older piece named Murder of Crows   so I had to rename this work.

 

 

 

 

I did stitch in the ditch  in the seams and around the crows. But I felt that was not enough so I added what I call “ wind lines”  of quilting that run horizontally across the quilt in a wavy pattern. It works and the piece is stable now.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Scrap Happy I made  a trip to the Dr on Monday and he said I was healing nicely and could go back to normal activity.  That meant that I could lift things without fear of breaking the stitches on the back of my hand. So the first thing I did was quilt this queen sized quilt. It was hard to rustle about under the machine but I did it. Then I did the binding and it is done now.

 

Quiet- Daily Practice One of the other things I could not do with the hand , was stretch this piece. So I did that this week  now  that I have full use of my hands.

 

Black Roses      The work is 38″ X 36″ .    This is a rescue piece. The base was the original  background for Three Sisters.  I removed the figures  and had the old background  piece on the table.  Next to it was   black and white rose fabric .    It was a  gift from my friend Tanya. She often passes me interesting fabrics to play with. It just seemed to go together. And I had a chance to use my cording foot tht I had purchased for the machine.

 

I enjoyed this project.

 

 

 

 

Three Sisters So this piece got a new base and some additional build up. I think I am now ready to stitch the parts down.

 

 

 

 

 

After the Fall This work too had to be put on hold until I got the OK form the Dr. It takes about 10 min to stitch down each  leaf and I find that I can only work  for about half and hour before I begin to tire. All the stopping and truing the whole quilt to sew half and quarter inch sections  is slow work.

Felted Backs I built these backgrounds for the machine drawn birds. I will get out the Felter and do the  felt work this week so I can put it all together.

 

 

Daily Practice I am working away on the daily practice too. This is the new one with a week’s work of effort on it.

 

Childhood Memories- Dr Kunkel and Sailing
Moving to Muncie changed the lives of all of the family in different ways. Gene seemed to have  had  the most difficulty adjusting to a new bigger school. Dad said a new place was a great chance for a fresh start and I took it that way.   One of the changes Dad did was he started using his real first name. When Dad was born  one of his cousin’s  was born across the county   a day after  Dad.   Both boys were named James McElhinney. To keep them strait in the community, Dad went by his middle name of Howard. When we moved to Muncie and his diploma said “James” , he decided to go by that name. In October, I was really  feeling my oats and that nearly lead to disaster. I was comfortably reading away in my room one afternoon when the phone rang. I go up and went down the hall to our only phone and answered.
“Is Jim there?” asked the voice. I said “No” and hung up the phone. I had just gotten settled  when the phone rang again. This time it was the same question and same answer. I returned to my room and the phone rang yet again. As I walked down the hall I though, “ I ‘ll play a joke on this guy.”
“Is Jim there ? ” the caller asked for a third time.
“Yes,” I said. “But he is too drunk to come to the phone.”
“Is this Jim McElhinney’s home?” the caller asked.
I was not smart enough to just hang up, but said. “ Oh! I am so sorry. He is here and I will got to the garden and get him for you.”
After Dad got off the phone he gave me a bit of a dress down for being such a smart-allic.
“What if that had been one of my bosses?” he asked. I never did anything like that again.  As it turned out the man thought the whole thing was quit funny.    He was Dad’s office partner, Dr Kunkle. He and Dad got to be great friends and traveled all over Indiana working with teachers to develop curriculum programs. The two of them also went to Alaska to do the same thing with the Klincket Native American tribes off the coast.   I also developed a connection with Dr Kunkle when I went to Ball State. He was the sponsor of the sailing club there. That is were I learned to sail and I became proficient enough to be a Captain. My friend Margaret and I went out in one of  the club’s Windmill lots of times. On one trip with her I even swamped the boat and had to haul it back to the dock myself. It was a cold event. I only had one more  experience with sailing when I was much older. I spent afternoon trying to learn to sail surf on Cazenovia Lake. I could not “come about”  so I could “tack” north.     I kept   losing control and falling off the board.   So I was slowly “sailing”  farther and farther down the lake. Finally the owner came with his son and rescued me . The son sailed the board home and I rode in the cab back to the house.   Gene got to be good friend with Dr Kunkle too and also learned to sail with him. Gene was a good sailor and the two of them went to lots of sail boat races on weekends.   They eve won some cups.

Stay safe

Carol

Childhood Memories, Felt Work, Mayan- Parrot Priest, Scrap Happy Quilts, Squares a Dancing, Textile Artist Stitch Club

Mill Site Lake Aug 2020

Hello,
Nancy and I had a wonderful time last week at Mill Site Lake visiting Judy’s Camp. We took up a treadle sewing machine that one of my daughter’s friend gave to me as she was cleaning out her mothers house. The Amish family was very happy to get the gift. Then when I got home the woman across the street offered me a second machine. So Nancy and I will make a second trip north later this summer. Judy Showed off her Grandmothers Flower Garden quilt.

 

 

 

We made a trip to purchase fresh vegetables for dinner and stopped at a spring and filled the water bottles while we were there too.
Jake, Judy’s new puppy keeps her active and brings her lots of joy.    He is funny little guy and he likes to chew shoes.  I found a solo shoe in my car- one of a set that I had take to the Risque Mission that had fallen out of the bag.  So I passed it on to Jake and he was very happy.

 

 

 

 

 

Over the last two week I have been doing my Textile Artist Stitch club assignments. Haf Wieghton challenge was to make medallions. I enjoyed this process.

 

 

 

 

This week Cas Homes challenge the students use crumpled paper as a new element in their stitch work. I did a landscape as she suggested. I made it my own by doing the free motion tree on the machine too.

 

 

 

Progress Report: Golden Garden I am having fun working away on this piece. The base is all built from fabric that I have altered except for one piece that is less then a fat quarter. I have added ribbon, and organza shapes on top. Then I faced circles that I am appliqueing by hand.

Repair While I was up at Mill Site I work to repair this quilt from Grandmother stash. The brown shapes were falling apart. So I cut the same shapes from some of the old fabric from her house and appliqued them on top. The Blue, white and red print  piece with the pins is ready for the stitching.( center top ) All seven of the shapes are covered and requilted down now.

Blue I am having a good time layering this piece. I am not sure that it is finished yet , but it is getting close.

Parrot Priest- Mayan Series # 5 I worked on this at Mill Site too. All the outlining is done and I am now quilting around the figure.

 

 

 

 

 

Bunk Bed Quilts All the rows are completed for the bunk bed quits. I am waiting for a trip to the fabric store to purchase backing material so I can finish.

 

Felting- washer balls I am in the middle of preparing these to pass on to my friends.

 

 

 

 

 

Felting landscape I started this yesterday at the end of the day. I want some additional greens so I ordered some and they will come Monday.

 

Squares a Dancing     I worked away on the squares over this two week period and  and finished 21 of them.   I like how this project is going and I am enjoying the use of only a few stitches with lots of different colors.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Childhood Memories – Christmas
We drove home to Morning Sun and Grandview for Christmas like we did for Thanksgiving. Most years while we lived in Carroll we had a nearly visit from Santa before we left. Because Gene still believed the first years, Mom wrote a special letter to Santa to alert him of our need and set up the date. I do not remember anything special gifts except for one year when I got a rhinestone setting jewelry kit. It offered me many hours of glamorous fun. The five hour drive ended at Grandmother Ester’s home as it did with Thanksgiving. We always slept there and enjoyed the time on the farm. Grandmother Ester had a cedar tree that Grandfather Merrit had cut from one of the fields was in the living room. Ginger bread was Grandmother’s tribute to the holiday. We had gifts for both of them of course.
On Christmas day we got up early and drove to the Cocklin house. I remember there was always homemade egg noodles on Christmas day. As I got older I got to help roll out the dough. It was always one of my favorite parts of the feast. Grandpa Howard did the turkey. One year he stuff it with rice that the had soaked in Hawaiian Punch. It was pink of course- I have no memory of the taste- but it never reappeared on the menu. Several Christmas’s we did family portraits. Mon was the oldest and we were usually the first to arrive and as the other families appeared they took their places and had pictures taken. From my point of view it took forever for the other families to arrive- but then they were celebrating the normal tradition of Santa’s arrival that morning. Uncle Dale was the second child. His wife was Barbara and they had five children. Danny was the oldest and 6 month older then I. Next was Timmy, followed by Tommy and Lisa, who was the last child in that family to be born in Iowa. Following Dale’s love of hunting and fishing the family moved to Alaska before Darcy was born. Uncle Dale is still alive as are the next two children in that generation. Aunt Marcaleen was the next child and she married Paul Bell. Russell was their oldest followed by Tracy, Doug and Kelly. The youngest child in Mom’s generation was Aunt Shirley. She was married to Jerry Dean and they had three boys, Curtis, Casey and Scott. Some years Grandmother Ruth’s younger brother Dan and his family came to Christmas dinner too. Dan’s wife was Lovell and their kids were Jerry, Claudia, and Garth. The kids were all older and I do not have much in the way of memories of them.
When the Bells showed up things really started to move for us kids. Many years we wrote and preformed a play in the later part of the afternoon. We dressed up and used the pocket door in the den as our curtain. I do not remember the stories we preformed, but I do recall one year when Doug did commercials between the acts. He stole the show with his presentation for “Grandma Moses’s Spider Taffy.”
As we got older we started shooting skeet in the afternoon. I can’t say I enjoyed that much, but the men did. As the afternoon turned toward evening folks drifted off and we too returned to Grandmother Esters with our happy memoirs of a good family fun fill day.

Enjoy the summer and stay safe

Carol

Childhood Memories, Drawing, Felt Work, Heron, Mayan -Leopard Priest, Scrap Happy Quilts, Thread Painting, Yellow Ramped Warbler

Quiet Week

Hello,
This week was rather quiet after a trip on Friday to pick up my work from the Broad Street Gallery in Hamilton. Wendy and I went together and enjoyed the day. We walked the fitness trail at Colgate and saw lots of great views after climbing lots of hills. We stopped at Oriseany Falls on the way home too. It rained on us at the end of the drive but we still had a good time.

Progress Report: Red-Winged Black Birds This work is 18″ w X 20″ l. The background is a mix of felted work and fabric. The reeds are all added on top as well as the birds. The male, female and adolescent are shown here.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yellow Ramped Warbler This work is 12″ X 12″. It too has a felted base with the thread drawing birds added on top. It is also a stretched work. I have lots of little bird studies done this way as I picked up 7 from the gallery Friday.

The leaves are cut from hand dyed fabric and the limb is made from torn strips of fabric and yarns.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Heron This work is nearly complete now. I still have eight reeds to attach and the heron too. I do enjoy thread painting.

Scrap Happy This is my third scrap quilt this year. I only need to finish the binding and quilt the big squares and this will be complete. That is about two hours of work remaining.

 

 

 

 

Mayan Jaguar Priest I am  now to the cutting and assembly of the parts of this work. It is like doing a puzzle- but backward as I have put fusible on the back of the fabric so I cut them correctly  before I iron them down. .

 

 

 

Australian Reef After looking at my pictures of the Birthday trip with Wendy last year I decided I wanted to do a reef picture. The top is painted fusible and the bottom is felted. I will start the hand embroidery next.

 

 

 

9 Square – Textile Artist Stitching Challenge This challenge is from Christine Chester. I will finish it this week I am sure.

 

100 Day Challenge The SAQA group started a challenge to make a block every day for 100 days. It began a long time ago but I am just getting on board. I started Tuesday. Two done and a third on its way.

 

Black and White plus Green This work came from a dream I had about black and white. I am going to add lots of layers of greens and metallics on the surface.

 

 

 

 

Drawing I only did a little drawing this week. One is a seed pod the other is from the oak tree over our driveway.

 

 

 

 

I love the delicate leaves and small flowers or spring oaks.

 

 

 

 

 

Childhood Memories – Camp Life
We quickly adjusted to life in the park provided army surplus tent behind the camp ground office at Colter Bay Camp Ground. Our tent faced west.      A second tent for a second ranger faced south. That tent housed Pete Nickels, a ranger from Texas who had quite a lidrawl. We called him our Texas Ranger in honor of a TV show that was popular at that time. There was a third ranger and his wife who lived in a one room cabin along the highway. They had two Siamese cats- the first special breed I had come across.
One day early after our arrival,  we walked along the side of Jackson Lake to their home. Gene threw rocks into the lake the whole distance. I got to see my first sight of a kayak. I was really taken by it. But I was far too young to do anything more then look. We walked back along the highway  after a pleasant afternoon. We came across a young buck that had been hit and killed by a car. Mom persuaded Dad to remove the antlers- only four points and they were still furry. Then Mom spent a long time rubbing them again trees before they became clean and shinny. They went home with us at the end of the season and later got sawed into buttons with holes drilled into them. She put them on her leather jacket. I still have a few. Gene used his little ax a lot, and the day that the reporter from our home town showed up he took a photo that appeared in the local news paper of the family with Gene chopping in the foreground.
The campground had about 150 sites that were on six loops of about 25 sites each. Every day the rangers had to drive the loops and check the sites in the camp truck. They stopped and talked with campers as  needed and checked to see what lots were indeed empty.  I remember playing Jacks on the wooden floor of the station on rainy days below a big map of the campground.
We did not have running water in the tent and we used the camp ground facilities.   I recall carrying water many afternoons.   The bathrooms- one for each loop- consisted of men’s and women’s sides with four sinks and four stools in each half. One of the toilets was a new ceramic stand up design. One backed over a trough and one did not sit to do business. I got real comfortable with that system as that stall was usually empty at the morning rush because folks were not aware of how to use it.
We went to the campfire talk every week. It was at the top of a little hill and had benches made from sliced longs laying flat side up. The sight  faced the mountains. One of the Naturalists usually talked about some aspect of the park. I loved to watch the sky darken and see the light creep up the mountains until only the tops were lit by the setting sun. Then the stars came out before we started our walk home.   Mom sometimes gave us little astronomy lessons while we were there.      On Wednesday nights we went to Jackson Lake Lodge. We had gone to the grand opening of the lodge two years before when we were in Yellowstone and I still was impressed with the big two story windows facing the Tetons in the lobby. There were also wonderful huge western paintings in the lobby. I remember one of an old miner that was made up of lots of little horses that one only saw up close. It was my first encounter with optical illusion. We went to the lodge to participate in the Square Dancing. Both Gene and I got real good at following the directions given by the caller and were very comfortable with “ al-la-mand left” and “ dosie doe”. It was fun for us and it sure made square dancing at school an easy A for me later.

Keep Crating and stay safe

Carol

Childhood Memories, Drawing, Felt Work, Kites and Flowers

Exploring

 

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

25 Million Stitches Project, Childhood Memories, Coral Sea, Creative Assistants, Curvie Cuts, Experiments, Felt Work, Jumping Off Place, Three Grosbeaks

New Year 2020

Happy 2020,
I hope that good things to come to all who read this blog. 2019 certainly was a full and good year for me. With trips to Mexico and Australia as the highlights. I still have lots of ideas to explore for both of those events. They are a big part of my To Do list for this new year. After giving it a lot of though this week I think my color emphasis for this year will be Red. It is not a color that I go to often although I do like it. I hope to use more and started out this week in the studio with at in mind.   A little challenge.

Progress Report: Jumping Off Place this piece is 30″w X 15″ t. Angela gave me a work pack full of goodies last spring and I finally got it all together. It is fully my own design using mostly the things in the pack plus a lot of my own stuff that I thought went along well. The packet was to be a starting place – hence the name. I did have fun.

Three Grosbeaks This work is 16″w X 15″ t. I needed to do a little free motion machine drawing this week and the birds are the result. here is a red wool base that I felted into to  build this work.    It fits into my new  Red goal.

The leaves are silk paper.

 

 

 

 

 

25 Million Stitches Project This project is 15″w X 25″l. I will send it off to the California add this week. I have an idea for a second and may do that too as I am still quite concerned about the kids separated from their parents on our boarder.   After sewing the work to my friend Sharron  she pointed out two spelling errors.  So I will be doing some reworking on this project before I send it out.  It is goo to have friend who are honest with me and will help me do a better job.

 

 

 

 

Coral Reef I am doing the hand embellishing on this project now. Building the patterns on the sea horses is fun.

 

 

 

Experiment- Lone Tree  I had the roving out for the background  of  the birds and though why now see if one can free motion work on top of it? I drew the tree on the wash- away and put a layer of nylon netting, then the roving, topping that with a second layer of wash- away.

 

 

It seems to be effective as I did so much stitching. I will place it on this rocky landscape that I created last summer in class.

 

The clouds are silk paper too made  with silk batting so they are courser.

Creative Assistants I can see the end of creating these little faces as football season is drawing to a close. There will be a few more this weekend I am sure.

 

 

Felted Landscape The Machine Felter is still out on the desk so I ma using it. I did purchase some roving at the Plow Shears show and it was a good starting place for this.

 

Then I did some felting to try a water fall like felt base.    It is not very effective yet so  I will work with it.

 

 

 

 

 

Then I tried mixing  roving with fabric to build a surface.   I feel there is potential here but is is not quite it either.      I may have gotten carried away with the color play a bit too.

 

 

 

 

More Felting As usual I was having so much fun I just kept building backgrounds. These two have not been under the machine’s influence yet. I have only hand punched them. One of my next jobs.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Drawing I have been working to improve my drawing skills  by drawing for 10 min every morning after I do my  Morning Pages.      This Thorn-bug represents about  four days with my ball   point pen.  It is a good way to start my studio work every day.

 

 

 

Childhood Memories  Geysers, Putrefied Trees and Bears

When we were in Yellowstone that summer, we visited all the Geyser Basins. Gene always ran ahead on the board walks. I remember Old Faithful as erupting about every half  hour in those days as compared to the 40 to 60 min. intervals now. But then things change. Norris geyser basin was much louder too. Growler howled so loud one could not even shout and be heard. Even in the parking lot a bus had to honk at us to let us know he was coming up behind us. Mom pointed out the sign for Handkerchief Pool- ( it was dead ) – too many folks throwing their handkerchiefs into the pool and watching them rise again to the surface had clogged it up. Mom taught us to never take anything away with us from the park except photos. “Leave no evidence of your passing” was the rule. We visited the Petrified Tree sight. It is a big tree that is about 20 feet tall and six feet in diameter. The whole thing is surrounded by a metal fence like a zoo exhibit. It seems there were three trees at one time( I later saw an old post card to confirm that ) and folks just helped themselves to a little souvenir until two were gone. We did hike the Petrified Forest trail and got to see lots of petrified trees and stumps. Mom took lots of photos on that walk and we got to touch the rock trees as well.
One cannot talk about Yellowstone with out thinking about bears. We did experience lots of “bear jams”. I remember seeing one bear family with the two cubs up in a tree. One day near the end of summer the trail crew brought a bear trap into the housing area. It was a corrugated pipe, like the kind used under roads, with metal bars welded to one end and a trap door on the other. I learned that they trapped a “problem bear “ in the cage and then released in the back country. They did tag the “problem creature” and if he continued to cause problems they would have to eliminate it. One of our trips was on a dirt road along the back side of Yellowstone Lake to the dump. We watch 8 bears foraging there from the safety of the car. I know that the garbage is no longer stored that way and trash cans are much improved. The trash  barrels are buried and all have heavy latched lids now days so bears can not get inside.
One other memorable adventure was to Cody Wyoming for the forth of July parade. Gene and I both got cowboy hats that day. Mine was red and his was black. We wore them nonstop from then until the end of summer. There were lots of horses with fancy saddles and dressed up riders in the parade. There were Indians in full regalia and floats too. In the afternoon we went to the Rodeo. I remember the sun was very hot and Dad finally bought a bottle of pop that Gene and I shared. I found the calf roping a bit cruel and rooted for the horses when it came to the bronc riding. Gene and I fell asleep on the way home. I recall Dad tucking me in and noticing that the full moon was lined up with the circular window in the door of the trailer. A coyote was howling too. It was a good day.

I hope the best for everyone in 2020 .

Keep Creating

Carol