Another Fun Project

I got this metal box-on-wheels at a local thrift store and got to work: I turned it into a footstool . . . . .

That’s Crocheted fabric strips on the top of the new footstool.

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Published in: Uncategorized on October 3, 2010 at 12:56 pm  Comments (2)  
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A Tip About Color

My internet connection has been . . . . disconnected for most of today. I have missed writing . . . .

Before I forget, I would like to add something here, something about blogging – and then I want to write a short tip about color and how to use it with confidence in designs.

The thing about blogs is this: You can copy and paste any blog entries you make into a Word doc and then save it to your computer. This is really great news as far as I am concerned: I not only have a blog ‘out there’; I also have a copy of every blog I write for future reference.

OK. The color tip: Any – and I do mean ANY – colors go together IF they have the same shading to them – if they have the same amount of black and/or white.

That is all anyone needs to know about color; with this info, one can make confident color choices, whether it be for decorating or painting a picture or sewing fabric or crocheting or knitting with yarn. Just make sure all your colors have the same amount of shading.

Note: If you create things but you’ve never heard this color tip before – or you’ve read countless books on the subject and come away more confused than every – you already use this shading info when you choose fabrics. If you’re like I was for years, though, you didn’t do it consciously so you ended up taking a lot of valuable time making color choices, plus you sometimes made bad choices if you didn’t have the time to ‘intuit’ your color choices. Am I right?

Oh, and while you’re at it: Make sure you juxtapose colors so as to create contrast between the colors you choose; this gives anything more verve.

As Nike says, ‘Just do it.’

Me, wearing one of my sweatshirt creations

Me, wearing one of my sweatshirt creations

Published in: on March 12, 2009 at 3:37 am  Leave a Comment  
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Sewing Room Side of Basement

This is somewhat how my sewing room looks now.

This is somewhat how my sewing room looks now.

Let’s see. Since this shot was taken I have changed a lot of things. For example, pictures now ring the whole perimeter instead of just being on the one wall. I changed the border, too – maybe more about that in a future post – and I covered the shelving units on this side and put my fabric out of sight in the back of said shelves.

I call the walls ‘watermelon walls’. I got the watermelon effect by using 2 colors of paint in one roller pan with one roller. And, yes, they do stay separated, at least enough to see the different colors.

Oh, did I mention that I have 7 sewing machines?

Published in: on February 11, 2009 at 5:25 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Mom

I can’t imagine a better place to start with blogging than with a blog about my mom. Let’s face it: I have more history with her than with any other human being.

I didn’t start to get along with my mom until I was in my mid-40’s – over 10 years ago. It’s a long story. Suffice it to say that I eventually called a detente and we started at that point.

I had a dream one time, in which I ‘saw’ just how enmeshed my mom is in my life. I had NO idea of this entanglement till I saw it in that dream. It was then then I began to realize that I have no choice in the matter: I must deal with issues between us or suffer the consequences – feeling of guilt and remorse.

I didn’t start out hating my mom. My earliest memories are of me, thinking my mom was wonderful. But then she did something that really upset me, and I didn’t forgive her for almost 40 years.

No, that is not accurate. It wasn’t that I did not forgive her; it was that I didn’t know what to do with her in my life. I’ve heard it said that we hit a target if we concentrate on it. So I had a dilemma: I did not want to become like my mom, but since I concentrated on her so much (in my hatred of her) I found myself emulating her almost against my will. In short: I was very confused!

It’s been said that hate is not the opposite of love, but, rather, indifference is the opposite of love. I have always loved mom – I have never come close to being indifferent to her.

I felt betrayed by my mom; that was the gist of the problem I had with her. The other feeling that I experienced in re to mom was . . . . . frustration. I felt loathe to be around her, but I missed her horribly when I was on the ‘outs’ with her. The whole thing remained an enigma to me . . ..

Then one day I realized that I did NOT have to make the same mistakes mom did, and that started me on the road toward a relationship with her.

I once asked a friend if she was going to make the same mistakes her parents did, and she replied, ‘No! I’m going to make my own mistakes!’ How true that is when it comes to me and my mom: In trying to avoid her mistakes, I made my own!

I quit!

Faye

Mom & I

Mom & I