crochet flower

It’s October

I forget how quick the light changes as soon as it’s decidedly fall. I’m taking note of the dirty hues for future color palettes and appreciating the unkept beauty and melancholy of the last roses. Still feeling a little of that unsettled creativity, not knowing what will be the next shift, getting comfortable sitting inContinue reading “It’s October”

9/7/19

I’m sitting here trying to squeeze everything out of these last days of summer, one last Linen Loop on the hook in the softest pink, my fading peony memories are replaced by little crocheted blooms, I’m both ready and not ready, nevertheless the little maiden in the alpine weather house is forcasting cooler studio daysContinue reading “9/7/19”

soft study

I have a fondness for the inconsistent greys of birch tools, the shattered flecks of ocean colored glass set in porcelain, the overcast blur of winter light, the concern of emotion that can be stitched in wool, the soft glow of linen, the comfort of bare feet, the roundness of tummies, the milkshake of thatContinue reading “soft study”