Overalls | Vision for a Carving Project
Paul’s interpretation of “overalls” began with a reflection on why he, himself, wears overalls so much of the time. “In a way, it’s an homage to Dad,” he says. He […]
Paul’s interpretation of “overalls” began with a reflection on why he, himself, wears overalls so much of the time. “In a way, it’s an homage to Dad,” he says. He […]
Norma, whose medium is typically fabric, considers herself first a poet. And poetry is how she interpreted “overalls” in our Sibling Discovery Project. Norma’s poem is a reflection on a […]
I learned that you should feel when writing, not like Lord Byron on a mountain top, but like a child stringing beads in kindergarten—happy, absorbed and quietly putting one bead […]
Art is the elimination of the unnecessary. Pablo Picasso, painter, and sculptor (1881-1973)
Day 117 prompt: Drink In a dress black as ink, She adjusted her mink. “May I buy you a drink?” he asked, with a wink. She hoped for heart-sync. A good […]
I think I was 17 when I made a Pendleton wool suit for 4-H judging. The fabric was expensive and heavy, and it had a checked pattern that required matching […]
I began sewing at a very young age. At five or six, I was hand stitching with needle and thread. Now and then, Mom would let me press the foot […]
Thank you, WordPress! It was ridiculously easy to move all my poetry from Tumblr to this site today. I love my new blog home. In fact, I may very well […]
Welcome to my site. I decided it was high time to have a central online home for what I’m writing, creating and sharing. Migrating everything to this location will take […]
My stories run up and bite me in the leg — I respond by writing them down — everything that goes on during the bite. When I finish, the idea […]
It is impossible to enjoy idling thoroughly unless one has plenty of work to do. There is no fun in doing nothing when you have nothing to do. Wasting time […]
There are a thousand thoughts lying within a man that he does not know till he takes up a pen to write. William Makepeace Thackeray, novelist (1811-1863)
My ambition to write is playing tug-of-war with a small army of anti-writers. They are strong, crafty opponents. I wake early, intending to spend 30 minutes with my journal before […]
Last night I labeled myself “restless.” Today I appreciate this fuller possible explanation … perhaps I am working to to get a messy brain in order. (Almost as interesting as […]
Life is not the way it’s supposed to be. It’s the way it is. The way you cope with it is what makes the difference. Virginia Satir