Losing the years

The Romans built roads straight as an arrow. i drive down some fine examples day to day” BUt they buried bones too, feature wall style, in the tunnels that sheltered those true to their mark. repeating bones. repeating patterns. cheating death revamp reborn redecorate Still. Useful. will I ever be so sociable, unique, subsumed no, not…

Christmas in May…

Now, you know that I will sometimes sell a quilt or two. I am very excited folks. I got a package sent to me yesterday that had the most gorgeous quilts in it… Here are some shots to show you what I mean. Everything will go up on Etsy very soon. Form an orderly queue…

I’m a celebrity, waft me out of here!

I always wondered at whether anybody actually ever got up to make breakfast muffins. I mean, let’s face it, 7 AM is not the best time to be playing with live matches, gas or indeed a fan oven. And those dreamy eyed shots of celebrity chefs whipping up something beautiful in the kitchen in a…

Hats off

It’s half term guys…almost Summer…last weekend was a scorcher, so much so that I scored a sun hat for £1 from a charity stall at a local fair as I was in danger of becoming a burnt offering to the sun god(s). Scroll fwd to today, rain, cold, dank. I needed a spritz of summer….

Bag a prize

I’ve raved about the wonderous http://www.bagsoflove.co.uk and their digital printing service. I’m working on some fabric designs based on my house sketches at the moment and I have played with digital florals too.  Well, they’ve just launched a competition which may be right up your alley, I know I’m having a go! The full details…

Sketchy

So, I’ve been doodling … Here are some…

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Solitude is not the same as being alone. the former is aspirational the latter just dismal you choose solitude, luxury in the silent wrapping of self dipping into dark quiet and reverie. alone has a keening, hankering haunt tense and taught as you lean to a touch, any touch make a contact light the bulb…

Senior

I had a senior moment today. But I’m not senior. I don’t think I am anyway. I thought I if lost my handbag – forgot I’d locked it safely in the car completely. It slightly freaked me out. Is this a slippery slope? Oblivion or fatigue? I have a ‘thing’ about losing my marbles…that’s why…

Motionary

  Time has, as we know, a relative flow. Not rock steady, it eddies.  It’s tributaries tangling, and we stand angling for the ones that got away, the elusive minnow minutes darting and starting to snap in my fingers  as I grasp and clasp them And hold them close to. Watch out, they can crumble! watch…

Shady

Do you like my prototype lampshade? I’ve got some heat transfer paper, an iPad, a new mini ironing board and a Friday evening…what else is a girl to do?!