Hand made clay mask, Ix Chel, by Tammy Vitale, of Tam’s Originals
Received a really nice email from Kyra who read the posts about quilting during a search (nice to know these posts are turning up on searches!). Took a wander over to her website and found much more on African American quilting. Take a click over and enjoy! Font of info!
Spent yesterday running around in the morning to deliver finished clay workshop (half the folks didn’t show up, now need to do followups), up to Gallery at Friday’s Creek to take pieces to put together my propanels that I had left at home only to discover that the gallery manager decided she didn’t want to use screens (40 minutes each way), and drop into Common Grounds Coffee house (5 minutes from the Gallery so it wasn’t a lost trip) to put up some of the newer word tiles and have some of the best coffee anyone can buy anywhere.
Home to Husband playing drums. A very unusual free Saturday for him. So we had lunch out and then went down to work on the cottage floor. And no, I did not take a camer so I still do not have pictures. And I used a new floor thinset that you mix yourself and half the tiles don’t want to stay down. I am not sure why and that is an exercise in frustration. I do know that you can get a bad bag of thinset, I’ve been told such stories. But why would half stick and half not? Or maybe none stuck and they’ll all be loose when I go down tomorrow and check. Today is Daughter and Grandson day so work will have to wait.
A productive day in its own way – finding what works and what doesn’t.
thought for the day: Morning has broken like the first morning. Blackbird has spoken like the first bird. Priase for the singing! Praise for the morning! Praise for them springing fresh from the Word. Eleanor Farjean, Earth Prayers (also a James Taylor song I think)
