Blue Day

shades of blue.

Night pages.

I am always up for one of these!

Hollyhocks are one of my favourite flowers. I love their height and robustness. A good solid hearty flower. They remind me of small towns in ontario in the summer...of those nights that you would walk home from the ball diamond, fingers greasy from french fries, and the sound of stones under your runners.

cross stitch...

tonight i met up with an old friend and joined in the stitch and bitch at the workroom.  it was just fantastic.  i love that at this 'stitch and bitch' you can pretty much work on anything you like.  there was journaling, quilting, crochet, knitting and i chose to work on some embroidery. i am trying to improve the evenness of my stitches, which needs some work!  there is just something about the small scale of embroidery which i adore. still love tiny things after all these years.

practicing the split and stem stitches. 

November

out the window a field of glowing bulbs

I blur my eyes and they expand and stain 

leaving bright rings 

clusters of warm.

this deep into night they are comforting.

old words tickle my finger tips.

they are so rich

they make my stomach hurt.

i collect them and keep them in a box.

now i find it hard to breath,

my heart is so swollen.

it gets softer with age and glows when I blur my eyes.

maybe it's a sun.

New Project - Mementos

While moving into my studio today I stumbled upon a box of trinkets from my past.  I have managed to let go of many of these things during each move we have made, but some things I just can't let go of.  I thought I would put my camera to some use tonight and do some documentation.  

Grade 8 Corsage.  Made by Grandma.

Lockets and fish necklace. Mom and Pop in one and dogs Lucy and Time-o in the other.

Closed Lockets, and fish necklace (from my pops, of course)

Lockets close up.

Stones from my pops.

My Jordache wallet from the 80's.  I actually started using it again a few years ago...but after this photo I have finally sent it off into the world.

Moved In!

New month and new beginnings.  Things are falling into random piles of goodness.

Pumpkin.

Your nickname will be Pumpkin!

Falling...

all i smell these days is fall.

it's everywhere and it makes me nostalgic.  It makes me weepy.  It makes me want to wrap myself in large wool blankets, to muffle the noise of breaking branches and the echoes of spring.

I have to wear sweaters and socks again.  While biking at night I am haunted by old faces under the lamp light.  Memories fluttering free from between the bare branches.  They sound like twinkling stars.  

The wind is stronger. meaner.  stealing our direction.  stealing our warmth.

I buy a toque.

Clean up.

it is time to spend a while cleaning up some of these sketches.  i love this part almost as much as the sketching.  going back to muck around.  i like the mud mid spring.

friendly folks in a line.

fever fox is blue.

rainbows.

Autumn and dry skin.

kye and i have been plugging away at my studio this week. there is finally an end in sight! 

the line up.

cold night and fever

underwater eyes.