This week I pulled out my trusty Jeans Machine sewing machine that Grandma gave me and spent the whole week sewing! I first converted the dining room into a sewing room. After the Unitarian Universalist Art Fair in December I was secure in the knowledge that my new Re-Shirt designs were well-received. Around that time I had cut out some fabric for the next batch of Re-Shirts. If you haven’t seen them, they’re artsy tank tops with tuxedo tails made out of fabrics that have had a previous life. That means that old shirts, skirts, tablecloths and curtains are all fair game. When I think of curtain fabrics, all I can think of is the great Carol Burnett and her parody of "Gone With the Wind."
My friend Ruth has been wonderful about giving me all kinds of fabric scraps, including batiks and embroidered pieces that I think came out of a jacket. I even ‘retire’ a few shirts from my husband’s closets that he shouldn’t be wearing any more. The process of creating shirts itself is a lot like making soup—what goes in depends on what you have on hand and what color palate strikes my fancy. Just as I was finishing up this week, the tension on the sewing machine went wonky and it got stuck in reverse !?! And so the sewing was over. ugh. It now sits at Klaiber’s Sewing Center awaiting some care and attention.
In hindsight, it probably would have been a good idea to give it a little oil every now and again instead of plowing through several show’s worth of Re-Shirts. I mentioned to my friend Karen Cherrington that my machine would be down for two weeks, and she generously loaned me her sewing machine as a replacement. She bought it in 1984 and the machine never made it out of the box. It looks like a really solid machine, but I’m guessing it’s going to need a little oil. I should be chugging along again by the beginning of the week. Basically I’m gearing up for the Bloom show, which will be this coming Sunday, February 24th from 12 to 5:30 at the Bloomington Convention Center.
I’ll be in booth #60 if I’m not talking or laughing loud enough for you to hear me when you come in. I have seen a lot of advertising for it, including in this morning’s Herald-Times, so I’m expecting a good turnout.
On the home front, we celebrated Valentine’s Day with special chocolate. It wasn’t homemade pie, but instead I picked up a mousse cake from Angel B’s bakery in town. It went nicely with the 2010 Molllydooker shiraz. Yum! On Friday night the whole crew went out to see ‘Traces’ at the IU Auditorium. It was an amazing show! The upper body strength and athletic ability of the performers was outstanding. We saw individuals who could hold their rigid bodies at an angle of 90 degrees from a standing pole, or climb a pole while spinning around it without using their feet or bodies. It’s truly a cross between circus acrobatics and modern dance. It had a few dramatic choreographed falls and dramatic recoveries that freaked out Jim a little, but otherwise we all had a great time. On Saturday morning I slipped off to the Bollywood dance class at Panache. Darrelyn runs the class, and basically it’s a huge sweat fest. She’s an enthusiastic ball of energy that inspires the thirty or forty participants to dance their hearts out. I may not be exceptionally coordinated, but I really enjoy the class. And finally, between everything else, I’ve had a chance to slip into my art studio and do a little weaving. I have idea for another Garden Walk piece. It involves a stone path turning thorough a white picket fence that guards the flowers on the inside yard. I’m hoping to make some good progress on that piece this week. I’ll just have to see what else life sends my way!
Until next week,