I found a box of discarded keyrings with transparent fobs at our Habitat Restore a few years ago. The local Ford dealership had changed ownership and the name on the fobs was wrong. I got a good price for the whole box of keyrings. The fobs are linked to themselves with their split rings; the…
I’m going to consider this a warning shot. One of my neighbors complained that I was running a business in a residential zone. Well, I am, and that’s legal, as long as I’m not selling from my home, which I’m not. Unfortunately, that’s as much because I’m not selling much as because I don’t sell…
Post-bronchitis, post-installing three concurrent shows, post-Moore County Arts Council Tour de Moncure show opening, the first with my name on the postcard (along with nine other artists). Busy weekend and it’s still only Sunday morning! 1. Acknowledge that this is the first time I’ve been able to stock three concurrent shows–Willow Walk in Burlington, Moore…
Monday over breakfast with John’s children, we decided to float the Yakima River rather than drive around the valley. $140 later after stops at WalMart and a Truck Supply store, we were off. The water isn’t quite snow melt, having been tempered slightly in Lake Keechelus before flowing down to Roza, but it’s not exactly…
Friday morning, we took the ferry out to Friday Harbor, both to wander the island and to meet up with two friends from Oak Harbor who were vacationing on the island for the weekend. We had lunch, and they showed us some of the shops (lavender, hot sauce) and went over to Roche Harbor to…
I had a reasonably formal dinner party last weekend, at least in as much the plates and utensils weren’t disposable, and we used cloth napkins and table cloths. Fancy for my little piece of these parts. Point: Neither David Tutera nor Martha Stewart ever has to worry about what to do with the chainsaws on…
Notes on the experience of making stuff, perhaps It hasn’t been art so much as conservation, and as much engineering and common sense as creativity, per se. Two drivers: The drought, and the energy audit. Latter first. I had an energy audit in the middle of November, 2007, courtesy of the kind folks at Progress…
Previous posts have indicated that I have a collection of antique Singer sewing machines; three Red Eyes and a Memphis Sphinx. Three of them work; two of them are people-powered and one is electric. (The non-working machine is people-powered, but sticks somewhere in the stitch cycle.) I am experimenting with a new product for the studio, a…
Love at first sight Sewing briefcases is a non-trivial use of a “fashion” sewing machine and it has quickly become apparent that my old machine (circa 1981) wasn’t going to hold up under the stress of pushing through eight or more layers of fabric. I did a few searches for “industrial” and “heavy duty” sewing…
There is a goat on my kitchen deck this morning. It’s still dark and I am shepherding (perhaps I shouldn’t use that word) the dogs out for their morning pee and as I let them out the door, Chester growls and rushes and I look up and see that Patcha, (one of) my neighbor’s pygmy…
