Fibermania

Transitioning

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Doesn't the sewing machine look sad?

Change can sometime arrive internally and other times it is instigated by events. I am expecting a visit today or tomorrow from quilt artist Anne Lullie and her husband, and at the same time my sister Brooke was going to spend the day in the studio with me. This meant a bit of housecleaning. A bit is an exaggeration. Since I have been sitting on my derriere, just knitting, for a couple of weeks, the house has gone to the cats. I'd say dogs, but it is the cat fur that has gotten out of hand. So I knew I had to vacuum, and that led to other stuff, and soon I had spent the whole day cleaning the house...except for the studio. THE MOST IMPORTANT ROOM.

So at 4:15am this morning I made a pot of tea and got back to work.

The feng shui of this room is difficult to get right. Three doors. But against all that is feng, I turned my table so that it faces West and the TV, stereo and the other two doors, and that puts my back facing the back door. May this produce auspicious results.

Now I have a clear path to walk and a good view of the art I need to be quilting.

Part of what has stimied me about quilting that new work is that I was unhappy about the room arrangement. Duh. So easy to change.

Good view, eh? And so close to the spa.

The fabric table is ready for making decisions...gosh isn't there anymore fabric to chose from?

Nothing like having a cleared off work surface. Keiko Goke's new book is calling out to me. And I continue to be obsessed with the new work on Robin Ferrier's blog.

I must MAKE SOMETHING IN FABRIC.

But first...the laundry.