Today's Washout.

Let's start with the good. Shall we?

These two pieces fill me with joy and happiness, for they require no angst, no second dye. Only a lovely soak in lava-water and a nice, soothing press with the iron.













On the other hand, the following pieces are being labelled 'for further study'.

They will require time to consider their future paths.  Number 1 looks like a virus slide.  Number two is anemic.  Number three, here, looks like it's been rolled in baby poop.  Lovely.












What remains makes my head hurt.

What you're seeing is only a selection from this particular family. Of course, I would make the most of the ugly fabric. I cannot even put forth a reason.





This fabric happened. It is spiteful and difficult. It will be punished and over dyed into submission.
And that is all.

Winter Day...

...at our house.  Pictures by Benjamin:

Maximus Giganticus.  Clueless.  Loves him some paper baggage.

Maya, the ever-faithful.  Jealous.  Needy.  Crabby when disturbed.

Sadie-Monkey. Killer Queen.  Does not care if you have to go. 

Wash your hands in the kitchen.  Or else.

Sunday Doodle

I do this not out of boredom, but because of my fidgety nature.  Give my brain something to do truly does help me listen better.  I retain more.  Knitting has the same effect.  Didn't have any fresh paper, but was elated to find a black Pitt pen in the bottom of my bag.

8 New Pieces

All LWI on Test Fabrics 400M cotton. 1 yard cuts.

Testing New Dye.

It's not really new dye, just new to me. I'm talking about Pro-Chem's Pro Liquid Reactive Dye Black LR604. It's a pure color, not a mix, and I love, Love, LUV it!

Here's some samples:






All pieces 36" x 44". Test Fabrics 400M cotton broadcloth. Painted, air dried, steamed for 30 minutes. I plan to color these with mx. We'll just see how that goes.

Boys with Toys...

....sometimes share with their mothers.























He earned the money himself, did all his own research, and let me play with it today. Oh...and his hair still looks great!

April Day

I'm breathing Spring.



I took this picture:



The rest were taken by...



My Daydreamer.

Easter Basket

My family decided...



...that instead of chocolate bunnies...



...they wanted homeless kittehs.



Wish granted.

Visitor: A Springtime Story

A sure sign...



SPRING has come to this northern land.

Bunny's been waiting aaalll winter for a fresh nibble...




Visitor would like some, too.
 




Our Heroine has a better idea!  C'mon!






Mmmmm....that's tasty.





Wrap it all up with a Great Big Hug.




SPRING has come to this northern land!

Grannies and Squares

I come from a long line, not just of crocheters, but of women who could and can work MIRRACLES with a crochet hook. These women, my Mom included, are Champion Crocheters, hooking everything from awful Red Heart slippers to breath-taking fine cotton lace. I could blather for hours about the feats I witnessed while playing near their armchairs.

As it turns out, up to now, I've barely crocheted more than a simple chain, or maybe a bit of trim. My fiber time has been focused on knitting, spinning, sewing, and printing cloth.

But now, my genetics have bitten me firmly on the A-Double-Snakes. I have a sudden, uncontrollable urge to make granny squares. This is not just a blip, a momentary whim. This feeling runs deep, calling on my womanhood, my ancestral lineage. This craving is seducing me to take my place in line with my Mother, my Grandmothers, and countless women before them.

I will, I must, rise up, hoist my hook, and crochet.