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,
Martina Celerin
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