What's Up?

Lately I've been thinking a lot about this "oversharing" business everyone seems to be doing.  There are the blogs, Facebook,  reality TV, instant messaging, Twitter, Twatter and Twutter. 

Do we really need to know this much about other people?  Does anyone need to know this much about us?

It's starting to give me the creeps.

So I'm trying to work this puzzle out:

And Phoebe's thinking of staying hidden:

I'm not sure if I want to continue blogging.  So don't be surprised if I don't post for awhile.

Books, Broads and Breaking Bread

Today was our book club meeting at Jo's.

This is the most fun group of women ever.  There are fifteen of us, and I love us all (pardon if I do say so myself).  Our book discussions are lively, and even sometimes contentious, but always stimulating.

Jo made a fabulous lunch for us.  A salad with all the yummies she could think of:

And bubbling on the stove?  Hungarian mushroom soup!

And there was warm cheese bread with butter.

And (as if that wasn't enough),  a creamy custard thing with peaches on top for dessert.

Yum!

The day was beautiful, so we ate lunch out on her deck, which overlooks the Santiam River.

Beautiful Pre-Fall Outing

Today, the road ahead was a walking path through Bush Park in Salem.

 
A walk that would have been incomplete without flower photos at the conservatory.




Then there was the incredible exhibit in the Bush Art Center by Kristin Kuhns called "Acts of Reconstruction."

Her pieces are beautiful and intense, and I was blown away by the whole show.  Here are two of my favorites.

 

And before the day was done, a trip to the Wednesday Farmers' Market where there were local fresh organic vegetables,   

hand crafted objects (this is part of a purse),

and beautiful flowers, foods and soaps.   

Spiders, Seams and Struggles

Today, I was sweeping off the deck and came upon a frightful sight.  Behold my new best friend:

I really understand Miss Muffett when she sat on her tuffett, eating her curds and whey...oh, geez that's a big spider, climbing down right beside her, changing the mood of her day.

Most of my studio time today was spent piecing together my latest quilt top.  I'm still obsessed with curves. and lines that change color because of perfectly matched seams.  Here's a picture of what I have so far:

Teeny Tiny Turf

For almost as far back as I can remember, I've had a fascination with small houses.  I guess it's a holdover from building forts in my childhood...they were safe, private, hidden.

So imagine my delight when, during my walk,  I came across this little beauty, perched atop my friends Norma and Tom's roadside mailbox.

 

It reminded me to take another look at one of my other favorite blogs, Kent Griswald's Tiny House Blog.

Have a look.

http://tinyhouseblog.com/

Shakespearean Signs

Today, my walk took me on a different road.  Not one I hadn't been on before, but one I hadn't walked recently.

First, I crossed the bridge and stopped to watch the sun coming up over the river.

Then I began to notice all the signs.     Believe me, there are a lot of signs on the road ahead.

                               

Take a look...they're everywhere! 

 

             And then there are the signs that make me laugh.

“He that is thy friend indeed,
He will help thee in thy need:
If thou sorrow, he will weep;
If thou wake, he cannot sleep:
Thus of every grief in heart
He with thee does bear a part.
These are certain signs to know
Faithful friend from flattering foe.”

                                                                                                                                  William Shakespeare

The Season is Changing

Got some time in the studio today.

I'm still falling in love with encaustics, but I don't think encaustics are falling in love with me.  I've burned myself, cut myself, and made HUGE messes for myself to clean up. 

But dang, it's sure fun.

Fertile and anti-Fertile

Today, I was looking at stuff I've acquired over the years during my travels, and I found this.   This is "Pacha Mama" and her tiny baby.  She's a fertility goddess revered by the indigenous people of the Andes.  (Pacha Mama translates to "Mother Earth.")

I met the woman who made this doll.  She claimed that the dress was made from an ancient burial cloth.  I don't believe it, but it makes a great story.


Not long ago, I finished a needlepoint cushion from Ehrman needlepoint designs.  I'm thinking about starting another project this winter.  

Hmmm.  Could this be a procrastination technique to keep me from doing "real" work in my studio?  After all, how many pillows does one girl need?

Anyway, here's a picture of the last project.

Beware...The Forest Has Eyes

I found these orbs on my walk.  I have no idea what they are, but they remind me of little eyeballs.  Maybe they are.


Last Friday, at Greenbaums Quilted Forest, (my favorite quilt shop) I found the most fabulous poppy floral fabric.  I coveted it, but at sixteen-some-odd dollars per yard, I didn't think I wanted to use it in a quilt.

So I decided to make a tote bag.

Thanks to such a long, lazy and rainy weekend, I finished it today.  It'll be good for schlepping groceries and books, with room to spare for an irresistible yard (or two) of fabric.

Woods and Wackiness

Today, the road ahead was through the woods.

And take a look at this handsome fellow.  He lives at my friend Lillian's house.

Tomatoes and Tableaus

I LOVE tomatoes...look what our across-the-street neighbors brought us this afternoon.  Yum!

I found an old leftover currency bill from my trip to Peru, so I decided to tear out the beautiful aviator Peruvian woman printed on it to make another encaustic painting.

Geez.  These paints are so fun to work with.

I keep looking at this combo on my fireplace mantle and trying to think of how to interpret it in an abstracted encaustic still life.   The colors of the gourds, the swirls on the cat, the mortar between the stones, make me think I need to try it.

Another Peaceful Day in Paradise

Phlowers and Phoebe

I spotted these lovelies on my walk today.  I wonder what they are.

And these. 

Weirdly wonderful and wonderfully weird.

Phoebe decided to take a nap in Jim's lap.  Ahhhhhhhh...

Berries and Beeswax

Well, it's September... supposed to be the end of summer...but look what the wild blackberries are still doing.

Hmmm.  Maybe there are yummy times to come.


I've been trying to teach myself to use encaustic paints.  It's a wonderful medium because you can build up layers to create all sorts of weird textures.

Here's one I did that incorporates a bit of collage.