Sunday, November 30, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
This little puppy will live to be 100 or at least 30. She so gets the Saturday vib. There is a fire, pizza in the oven, fresh cappicino, favorite blanket on her favorite chair, pepperoni in her treat ball.....it's heaven or would be if that damn suitcase wasn't on the bed.
Friday, November 28, 2008
Beautiful snowy day on the golf course. The winery on the hill is in a cloud and the bells that chime the hour are crystal clear in the cold air. It is sparkly pretty but the little black dog with the delicate feet of a porcelain doll says burrrr....this sucks. I say soldier on buttercup, Alberta awaits thee in 2 weeks.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
When you are having coffee in Tim's do you think you are all...as in...ALLLLLL of you are having this coffee together? So that when you are having a discussion and ask a question of the person sitting with you, you are not freaked when the lady in the next isle answers you!!! and....and when she comes over to sit with you and offers to buy all of the ONE OF A KIND polymerclay bracelets you are quietly, privately showing your friend, you say WHAT?????
Sunday, November 23, 2008
These are the samples of the 16 polymerclay/glass/metal bracelets made during this epic session. Many thanks to my Sweatshop bodies, Myrle, Marie, Poppe and Dave who through generous lending of time, muscle and tools did the tedious stuff. New year plan is to make bangle lost wax style bracelets etc.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Saturday, November 08, 2008
I call it Inuit Winter. It is the 2008 Christmas card effort and guess what? I even like it. It is a watercolor on the heaviest paper I could find. I scratched out all the white snowey, furry effect. In all quite a relaxing, somewhat purging process.
Friday, November 07, 2008
The start is always the hardest.Conditioning, rolling, mixing the clay, time consuming, messy and tiring. Always better to bring in help and when they get hungry or tired and say they "HAVE TO GO", bring in others, even if they are 94 and have a broken arm. They can turn the pasta machine I say.The clay is now ready for the fun part...designing. This I can do myself...it's the fun part...go home people and thanks.