I’ve been working on a new set of wrist warmers for a co-worker. Her favorite colors are pale blue and white, her accessories are silver, and her coat is black. I tried:
1) blue/aqua beads on black yarn. Too stark, cried out for a southwestern design
2) blue/aqua beads on white yarn. No point in white accessories, have to wash them every day
3) white beads on light blue, the white beads were lost
I settled on silver beads on pale blue/lilac. Trouble is, all I could find were rocaille beads (clear glass with a silvered lining). This means that you have to look really, really, I mean really closely to see the pattern. It is snowflakes from the marvelous Icelandic book. Just potentially a little too subtle?
look closely, really closely
Recent read: Faberge : Imperial Jeweler
Currently reading: Two new Victorian series I stumbled upon
Victoria Thompson Gaslight Mysteries
George Mann’s Newbury and Hobbes Investigations (Steampunk)
Current audiobook: Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor
“Do not meddle in the affairs of wizards, for they are subtle and quick to anger.” J. R. R. Tolkien
Results are in from the recent sale, and mostly the small things sold. Not sure if that means people don’t have the money to spend on bigger items, or if I’m just not making things that appeal to anyone but me! I’ve put in an application for a Yule sale at a local Unitarian church, so we’ll see how that goes.
I am amazed that it is already the middle of November. The tv is starting the run-up to Christmas and showing their holiday movies early. I admit it, I was suckered into November Christmas on Hallmark Channel. Why? Well:
1) Sam Elliott
2) John Corbett
3) Sam Elliott
Cannot tell a lie on that one; no matter how bad the movie is, if it has Sam Elliott, I’m going to watch. And in this movie (which isn’t all that stellar), he tears up a couple of times which means I’ll have to try to catch it again.
The movie featured a beautiful version of Wild Goose by Kate Rusby, performer of traditional English ballads. For the life of me, I cannot figure out what the song had to do with the scene in the movie, but it didn’t matter because it was so beautiful. I might end up ordering a couple of her CDs this year.
Currently reading (or trying to read): Rich People Things: Real-Life Secrets of the Predator Class by Chris Lehmann
One of those books that I think I *should* read, but also one that reminds me that I don’t read challenging things all that often. Probably need to have a dictionary at my side while I’m making my way through this one.
“Why is it you feel like a dope if you laugh alone, but that’s usually how you end up crying?” – Chuck Palahniuk
At our local fiber arts sale, you volunteer time to reduce the percentage claimed by the Guild. Makes a lot of sense; just be sure to tell my sore muscles. I unloaded the trucks for set-up and can still feel it. I did a much less strenuous shift helping at check-out today.
I did a quick run-through when I arrived this morning, and maybe a third of what I submitted had sold. Hmm. Potentially two of the Scarves for Men sold and I witnessed a set of wrist-warmers being wrapped up. Overall the Guild has exceeded the goal for this year, but sales have been very, very slow. Once the tally is done at the end of the night, I’ll see for sure what’s left.
Trick is, handmade = pricey. And now is not the time for pricey things. I was hoping to have more luck with the recycled/upcycled items, but didn’t have a chance to see if they were still out on display. It may be that items like that need gallery or individual placement, and having time to do that isn’t in the calendar right now. (If I could find the calendar that is; my old-fashioned day timer went missing last week so who knows what I have time to do? I certainly don’t know!)
Current book: Still making my way through Abarat Absolute Midnight. Due tomorrow, so I’d better read faster.
Current audiobook: Building Social Business by Muhammad Yunus. Because I felt the need to be inspired.
Wish I’d read this quote years ago and taken the message to heart:
“Don’t spend time beating on a wall, hoping to transform it into a door.” – Coco Chanel