Soon I will be having a picnic here at my home for quite a few children that they might

see what I do here, in this place.

My home is my happy spot, my King's X, my sanctuary.

This is where my studio lives.

Later, this summer, I am hosting an indigo dye day for a group of adults. We will explore

shibori techniques utilizing PVC poles and pleating.

I met a wonderful woman in Floyd, Virginia, the day after the big storm.

Sometimes I believe in fate. She was playing music in the dress shop of the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band with Taj Mahal. "Gone Fishing" was the song. She teaches Appalachian studies at the college there.

Listening to her tell it, I found anew an interest in this region where I live.

It was a very GOOD thing.

I am all into embracing the good, the bad, and the ugly. 

The mayor of my town

made me think about the fact that this is what it is,

this town, I mean.

There have been three filming crews here lately doing documentary videos which will be seen on

television, soon. 

On to my other

items. . .

This is a visual portrait of me.

Beyond Basics assignment.

This is how I see me.

Using Kim Klassen's epiphany texture

As I see it. . .

what I do is who I am

Is how I look. . .

Have a day to remember!

xoxox

Look What Happens

Just when you think you have it all figured out. . .

this will work for this class

and

that will work for that class

and

don't even think about wasting time. . .

your are prepared,

right?

this is when the xxxx hits the fan. . .

You know. . . I AM a trouper!

for sure. . .

then

the wind blows

this wind blows like no other wind blows

no power

no lights 

no water

no phone

no nothing

for a week

it is high high humidity

and high high temperatures

but

I find beauty, anyway.

I took pictures of the damages

on the blue ridge trail

came home and the road. . .

our driveway

covered in huge trees.

Have you ever had to dig your way out of a hole?

My great aunty M used to say

that a house will die

if no one lives in it.

My great aunty Elsie

used to tell me that when I see the leaves on a tree

flip upside down

that rain will surely come

soon.

It will 

it did.

10 days later. . .

I stuck this linen fabric (above) upon the wall with stick pins

of an abandoned home.

It is dead, for sure.

But, to me, it is beautiful.

I printed a photo I took onto the linen.

A beginning for a work.

We shall see?

Hugs to all of you!

Now I have to play catch-up!!!