Basic Training

Sorting through linens. This one makes my heart swoon, it’s just so sweet. I should photograph more of the tea towels and napkins and so on - they're just so good to share. I love looking at these remnants of a time gone by. :-)


I’ve had this wire basket for a few years. I keep it on the counter and use it to hold things like lemons and garlic, generally not at the same time. :-) :-)


I’ve been trying to convince a certain man in my life that it’s really a nice thing to push your chair back in when you leave the table. I call this Basic Training. :-) :-) :-)



I love to shop

I love to shop! Photoshop, that is. So, I thought I’d share some examples with you because it is amazing what can be done with Photoshop. Mind you, I am by no means an expert, but I have played with it for years now and I keep learning, albeit very slowly.


Above, an image of a boy in Poughkeepsie, NY, circa 1978. I got lucky with this shot.

As you can see from the original image, right, Photoshop helped a great deal in creating the arresting image it became.

An edited image of a  geranium, above,  and the original, at right. The edited version of an image isn’t necessarily better than the original,  but it’s always interesting to see where a little fussing with the settings may lead.


At left, a gorgeous little girl I spotted at a friend’s wedding. Unfortunately, there was a mess of distracting arms and legs surrounding her precious face, as you can see, below. 

Once again, Photoshop came to the rescue.

Above, another shot from the wedding celebration, this time of a charming boy named Finn. 

The original photo was okay although a little flat. I could have just popped the contrast and be done with it, but I decided I really wanted to isolate the image of Finn, which is what I did in Photoshop. 

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I’ve got the button

I have a thing for buttons. You knew that already, right? I've collected so many beautiful buttons over the years, and I've let so many of them go. Sometimes it's a real struggle to give up a special button. I know it will look great on the piece I'm making, but I hate to see it go. Some of them are just so beautiful to look at that I kind of want to keep them forever.

One year, as a gift, my mother had a gorgeous selection of antique, hand cut mother of pearl buttons beautifully arranged and framed for me to hang on a wall. To Die For. I love it. I'll see if I can get a good photo of it (the glass might make that difficult) and I'll post it here. 

I have recently become aware of the author Rohinton Mistry and I am intrigued and excited by the thought of a really good book to read. I'm going to have a go at A Fine Balance. I hope I can find an audio version as reading with my eyes has become quite difficult due to cataracts which I've not been able to take care of because of all the other medical stuff that was going on. Finally, I can get them removed. The first operation will be at the end of August, so still quite a way off. and that's just the first eye. The second one will probably be in early October. I'm quite looking forward to an improvement in my vision, rather a necessary tool for making art.


Nite Nite

Buh Bye


Artists & Makers

One of the places I like to visit for viewing art online is Artists & Makers Studios. I'm not sure, but I may have totally neglected to tell you that I was invited to join their Artists Beyond Our Doors sectionwhich means there is a page at the website for me. I am flattered to be included in this group of wonderful artists and makers. Here is a little peek at my page (you can "click" on it, to see the full page):


I'm pretty sure you (or, at least most of you) will agree: the most amazing artist and maker of all is Mother Nature. Here is our Redbud Tree, loaded with blossoms which won't be around for long - but they sure are glorious while they last. Just stunning. I'm so glad Adeline and Bill coaxed me out of the house, to enjoy the beauty which is around, and to benefit from the healing that comes with being close with nature.


Another kind of art which I really, really love, is music. A friend telephoned about a year ago and urged me to listen to this amazing cover of Simon & Garfunkel's The Sound of Silence. Mind you, I had never heard of David Draiman (the singer), or of Disturbed (his heavy metal band); nor have I ever warmed up to Conan (the man and his show where this performance gained so many fans as well as garnering Disturbed a Grammy nomination); and I was never a fan of Simon and Garfunkel although, having been born in 1950, I was at a proper age to be a fan when they were so wildly popular in the late sixties.

I trusted my friend's advice so I went online and partook of the now famous performance by the man with all that metal hanging off of his face. And, Wow. Really, Wow! I was knocked out. I kept playing it, over and over and over. I fell in fan-love with David Draiman, although I don't think Heavy Metal will ever cause my heart to skip a beat. And the lyrics! Oh my, I never paid attention to the lyrics until hearing this rendition. They are beautiful and sad, provoking the kinds of thoughts which make my heart ache. The performance is also not just about the music; it is visually thrilling as well. I could go on and on about this but I'll simply offer it here, instead, with the hope that some of you will take the time to watch and listen to the entire performance because it needs and deserves that for it to be fully appreciated. 

If you would leave me your thoughts about this performance, I'd love it.

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And a little cancer anecdote:

I was writing to someone recently about how cancer made me happy, something I hope to properly describe and share with you in the not too distant future. Auto-correct changed happy to happen, and I thought, Yes! That too!