It's Field Trip season! This is not the June weather I expected---it's wonderful! Lots of rain and green, pleasantly hot days.
Marz and I went to a state park yesterday. On the way we stopped at the bakery in the little town of Lindstrom and bought 3 loaves of Swedish orange rye bread--"limpa" (with real orange peel, but happily no caraway). The best toast!
This morning bink & I are going to the History Museum-- we signed up for a workshop in black ash basketry. I also want to see their gift/book shop (where I'd apply if the job posted weren't 10 hrs/week).
My stucco apartment building is being power-washed this afternoon in prep for painting, so rather than go home, I'll work the last coupla hours at the thrift store afterward.
Marz is working today at the French café where she's worked for two years. Her summer plans got thrown off since the canoe camp (where she went after the sheep farm where she worked in May) was like a military operation with obligatory sing-songs...
So she's here for July at least, which I'm personally delighted by, but she's struggling a bit to figure out what next.
It's easy for me to say that I have total faith that she will do something wonderful and or interesting (easy, because I do), but I know from the inside that being a stateless person can be hellish.
All that time falling through space before your parachute opens...
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For the upcoming printmaking class, I'm leaning toward doing sewing ephemera alone (rather than as one part of a portfolio of curious donations).
Julia Happify recently emailed me photos she'd taken years ago of my box-assemblages of stuff from sewing baskets donated to the thrift store where we'd volunteered together (Steeple People).
Such gorgeous shapes to carve and blocks of color to learn to print.
I have more indexed as "sewing notions". Looking at them this morning, I see many compositions already ready to go.
I LOVE this--it would make a gorgeous print, if I could get it right.
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