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4 10, 2009

Garage door magic

2015-11-07T22:47:34-08:00

"Can I come up and see what you're doing?" I looked out and my across-the-street neighbor, Kim was standing at the foot of the driveway. "Sure," I called, "Come on up." Most of the neighborhood seems to stop in once my garage doors go up and I start working; there's been a LOT of curiosity about what I do in a garage that's obviously no longer a garage. I love the sense of community, although there are times I feel as if I'm working in a goldfish bowl.

Garage door magic2015-11-07T22:47:34-08:00
2 10, 2009

Flying a cat

2016-05-18T00:17:52-07:00

"Guys, get in here and look at this cat!" The room slowly fills until six or seven Delta employees are peering into Ernie's carrier, smiling and cooing. "Have you ever SEEN a cat this big? And isn't he a sweetie?"

Flying a cat2016-05-18T00:17:52-07:00
26 09, 2009

Gambler

2023-11-24T11:55:34-08:00

Gambles, especially foolish, futile ones, always steal a part of my heart. Even among spiders--the natural mathematicians of the invertebrate world--the golden orbs are something special. Not only are the spiders themselves beautiful, all red-orange, gold, brown and black, but their webs are immaculate geometric visualizations. Theirs are the storybook webs of Halloween. They spin them between posts and trees and walls and rocks...and sometimes cars.

Gambler2023-11-24T11:55:34-08:00
24 09, 2009

Conversations with light

2020-11-26T12:54:44-08:00

Light and I have been in conversation as far back as I can remember. Most times, I just listen. Sometimes I get to talk back. Rarely--too rarely--we sing. And it's beginning to feel as though we'll sing, soon. When we sing, the light becomes a tangible thing, flowing like water, etching everything in its path, and I finally, blindingly, understand in my bones the definition of "illumination."

Conversations with light2020-11-26T12:54:44-08:00
18 09, 2009

Flutterbye

2017-10-07T17:53:35-07:00

"I just love the way you put faeries into all your work. That's what makes it soooo special," she gushed, "I luuuuuuuv faeries." She was looking at "I Dreamt the Jacobean Rose," a sample of tiles I'm pulling together for a prospective client and, frankly, it ain't of a faery. Especially NOT a fashionably flirty flower faery.

Flutterbye2017-10-07T17:53:35-07:00
9 09, 2009

28 pairs of socks

2020-05-05T15:06:19-07:00

Made a comment on Facebook that has resulted in "so you want to explain the "no underpants and 28 pairs of socks bit?" from a couple of folks, so... (Susan, you already know this one, you were there, so don't bother to read this...;-) ) A few years ago my friend Susan invited me to barge down the Canal du Midi. That's barge as in "large, RV-like boat with all the comforts of home and toilets that fill with canal water when flushing" (I didn't ask where they flushed, but had a sneaking suspicion that the highly perfumed canal water was brown for a reason).

28 pairs of socks2020-05-05T15:06:19-07:00
6 09, 2009

Playing with glass blocks

2016-04-24T15:35:24-07:00

The reward for patiently, carefully weighing and mixing and packing frit into little plaster cells, then documenting the result? You get to play with blocks. Those of you who've been to the studio know my obsession with color tests. I once tried to build a full catalog of readily available tints but got discouraged at how long it was taking. So I sat down and figured out how many combinations I should test:

Playing with glass blocks2016-04-24T15:35:24-07:00
6 09, 2009

Oldtimer

2016-05-15T23:26:20-07:00

This is Tarzan. He's coming up on his 22nd birthday. Tarzan's been a fixture at my neighborhood petshop since kittenhood, greeting customers, doing a little product testing and keeping the owners company when business is slow.

Oldtimer2016-05-15T23:26:20-07:00
4 09, 2009

Gremlins, baked goods and Ernie

2016-05-15T23:26:14-07:00

Yesterday didn't go at all well, so today I'm bright and early hard at work, whittling down my giant to-do list. Just now, though, I'm at Sawtooth Bakery, enjoying an inexpensive breakfast, buying bread and having fun peoplewatching.

Gremlins, baked goods and Ernie2016-05-15T23:26:14-07:00
29 08, 2009

Angels wear long white robes

2015-11-07T23:02:16-08:00

The girl with angel wings cried, silent, fat tears that slipped down her cheeks and splashed on her pretty pink dress. She trudged just past me, plopped down on a bench and sighed.

Angels wear long white robes2015-11-07T23:02:16-08:00
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