I’m finally settling back into a routine after Fourth Street, with a few surprises tossed in. I put away all of the summer art fair materials—my tent, walls, aluminum poles and everything else. Even as I’m winding it down, I’m thinking about launching into the fall and holiday art season shows. I spent a little time this week making a bunch more sweater petals for Bloomingfoods on the east side. I dropped off forty new ones for a display unit that sits on top of my cards. I quickly moved into making new Re-Shirts for the holiday shows. First comes the Spinners and Weaver’s Guild show on the second weekend in November. The bad news is that as soon as I got a full head of steam assembling Re-Shirts, my wonderful sewing machine from Grandma started to give out again. It reminded me of the story about Grandma’s lawn mower that was shaken to pieces from all its use—the sewing machine is in the same kind of shape.
Happily, Karen Charrington lent me her really-old-but-never-used sewing machine. It’s a solid metal dinosaur from the sixties and just a fabulous workhorse. I just put the petal down and the machine flies over the fabric. I might be setting a bad example for Tommie, who was taught in Home Ec class not to put the pedal down more than half way. I’ll have him straightened out before you know it! I now have thirty new Re-shirts. I would have had more if life had not set me back a bit early Friday last week. I heard an intense hissing sound coming from the basement and descended to find the hot water heater steam-cleaning the concrete floor. Fortunately it was warm and clean so it wasn’t too bad to stand in to clean up. I spent a little time triaging the wet things we had saved in the basement to decide which ones we really needed, which was a good thing. Of course it happened on our wedding anniversary. When Jim looked up to see what gift he was supposed to give on the fourteenth anniversary it turned out to be ‘water heater.’ Who knew?
This past week has taken me into my annual paper work period. I have to tie up four proposals related to Fourth Street, take care of some tax things, and resolve some overdue (and very dry) business-related stuff. I also need to complete a commission sketch that’s long overdue (it’s coming Sonia!). Pretty soon it’s going to be ‘reward the artist’ week. I’m hoping to start doing what I like best, which is to make some new art. I’ll begin with the first of my commissions from the summer art fairs, which is a piece based on ‘Tap Water.’ It features a water tap that sticks out from a house, dripping water on a dandelion with a deep taproot. I also shipped a weaving to Oregon—‘Beach Dunes’ has a new home. I built a box for the safe passage west, although I understand it has to wait just a little longer until the house is completed.
In addition to art, I blended back into my usual exercise routine of Zumba, Dance Fit, Bollywood and Sweaty Monday’s with Jenny. Jim and I went to the Wonderlab fundraiser as guests of Cindy Creek and her father-in-law Jean Creek, who is a big Wonderlab supporter. We had a great time, laughed a lot and had fun bidding through the iphone system. I won a bike helmet that Jacob quickly adopted. It’s neon green and came with two bike tune-ups, which is really why I was bidding. We also had some amazing chocolates there from Peachtree Mountain Truffles. I thought the only good chocolate in town was from Blu Boy. On Saturday morning we made it to the Farmer’s market for hot chocolate (at Le Petit Café) and lots of produce—we got eggplants, cucumbers, onions, garlic, peaches, apples, sweet potatoes, and watermelon. The peaches became peach butter, and I’m hoping that the apples become a pie soon! Oh, and we all went to see the Blue Man Group on Saturday evening. We all had a good time, and Jacob even got a picture taken with one of the blue guys at the end. Did I mention I’m ready for a pie?
Until next week,