"Now Where Was I?" and other new year thoughts
Thoughts:
things not quite done,
other things not nearly done,
some things merely contemplated,
and so many others, not yet conjured
all these things parade through my mind at the end of the year.
The quiet lull of cold nights and warm fires, talk, and laughter, friends and family gathering, toasting, planning, wishing and remembering. It's that time of year to plan for things to come, things to finish, things to leave behind and things which we do not even know of yet.
In the department of jewels:
2 new sources of inspiration. I made so many pearl pieces for christmas presents this year, and found myself remembering how much I love these little opalescent objects. Now, if I can only be brave enough to try a new wire wrapping style like Nina's. So free, so beautiful, so elegant, something to strive for.
In the department of colour and paints:
Some playing with watercolour pencils occurred this week. Such a wonderful medium, surprising and changeable and a pure source of un-ending inspiration.
On my Design Contemplation list is:
Fabric Design Courses, which includes dishware and ever so much more... hmmm could be a nice transition from the graphic design work...
And in the department of Knits:
Some Colour Convenes with: Dale, and Starmore, and Poetry.
My Tudor Roses has not even languished, it has not even been begun. Between decisions on colour and materials, it was stalled before it began. And, of course, in the meanwhile, I have changed my thinking... from the Kate to the Mary to the Anne.... my big sticking point with Kate is substituting the pink out of the colour mix, and I have not found the right substitutes yet.
I am thinking that I might go back to the Anne, as I can get a revised palette for that one together, and the Kate will wait for my moment of inspiration.
And then there is my Poetry moment:
or two:
and a Dale to finish:
and another to start:
And then there are the "other" Norwegians:
How can you not love that...
So it's looking like my new year will be full of colour, and probably a few more socks:
I got this little lovely, and will be hoping to try some of the harder patterns. A girl needs to move on from the ribbed sock at some point.
THEN, there are all the other knits in progress that need to be finished or ripped, but that list will be dealt with in the privacy of my own studio...
I wish everyone a beautiful new year, full of creativity, and inspiration and love and joy, and all things that make you feel happy to be alive...
One of my favorite winter poems, and I am off to finish tidying the house before the new year arrives:
The Garden
Late green day.
here's happiness with its edge of frost.
Winter's in.
The sky thins out.
The world tightens, like a walnut.
I can count most things.
The plum trees are taut on their hill,
the mornings bitten off, like a twig.
The earth will give and give.
–Nina Bogin
Happy New Year... thank you for this year of inspiration and thoughts and words and sharing of your work, and your lives and your creativity...













































