31 December 2009
So, tonight, we roll the year over. Resolutions? I never make them. I do however, believe in pausing for reflection. My astrology reading for the coming year talks about noting how others see you as a tool to aligning the outer image with the truth about who you really are. Pause indeed. Lately I have allowed my tendencies to panic and worry and emotionally flail about to have too much influence on my words and actions. This has caused all sorts of negative Karma and has gotten me into a whole lot of trouble. How to shift this energy?
So, I'm working, as always, on inner peace. I'm considering my intentions and being mindful of what I put out there. It's not a resolution to start something new as much as it is a reminder to return to something I already know.
Have a great evening tonight everyone whatever you're doing. All the best in the coming year.
26 December 2009
NO, I Am Not Kidding
- Baked ham
- Side crock of meatballs simmered in the lasagna sauce
- Mashed squash
- Peas and carrots
I am not even counting the myriad plates of nuts, chips, cheese, crackers and shrimp spread throughout the apartment. On top of everything, all the cookies you see in the photo were baked by her and each guest was given a box to bring home.
The woman was cooking and baking for over a week. She is either crazy generous, or just plain crazy.
17 December 2009
16 December 2009
Much storm and stress is going on these past weeks. Work politics have been out of hand and I've let myself get caught up in the whirlwind.
Time to take a big step back. The Daughter and I have trimmed our tree and will soon wrap the gifts. We'll see good friends and eat too much. Tomorrow, we're going downtown to look at the lights. Pretty simple stuff but just what's needed now.
01 December 2009
Then of course tears are streaming down my face from the nostalgia of it all and then The Daughter walks in and rolls her eyes at me. She's used to this kind of behaviour from her crazy mother and walks right out again.
It's 30 years later and still no great passionate affair.
21 November 2009
As soon as I opened my package, all doubts disappeared. There's just something about holding the little paperback in my hands and flipping through the patterns. The colour quality of the photos is lovely. If you're like me, you read knitting pattern books for entertainment. After all, you can't bring pdf's on the morning streetcar ride.
My next queued project from the collection is Smith the Hedgehog. It will be a gift for my former babysitter. The girl, or I guess I should say woman, minded my child years ago and is now having her own baby. We all know time flies by but the fact is brought home more so when someone I think of still as a sweet, somewhat awkward teenager, is now a beautiful, self-possessed career woman expecting her first child. Wow.
14 November 2009
Damson was literally off the blocking for about three hours when it went around the neck of The Daughter and out the door. That was two weeks ago and I haven't seen it since.
11 November 2009
over the water
Join the night
like the trees
you lie under
How many crickets
How many waves
easy after easy
on the one way shore
There are stars
from another view
and a moon
to draw the seaweed through
No one calls the crickets vain
in their time
in their time
no one will call you idle
for dying with the sun
The Spice-Box of Earth 1961
08 November 2009
I like the Royal for it's shopping, food tasting, and for the opportunity to pat goats and sheep. Though each year I find I'm a little more bothered by the animal agriculture for meat areas. It's weird to pat a pig then walk ten feet and buy back bacon on a bun for lunch. I'm not vegetarian though The Daughter is. We keep a veggie kitchen and I've become quite the good vegetarian cook. Frankly, I'm happy to let others deal with cooking the meat products. I only eat meat now when I'm out but, lately, even in restaurants, I choose the veggie option. I think it's only a matter of time before I stop eating meat altogether.
01 November 2009
28 October 2009
25 October 2009
21 October 2009
18 October 2009
11 October 2009
Isn't it interesting how different the pattern looks in the two yarns? The beige is definitely the neater cable of the two and will be the gift. A safe choice. Yet, don't be surprised to see this luscious green wrapped around my own neck this winter.
08 October 2009
07 October 2009
06 October 2009
05 October 2009
Yes, more bike path shots. I love my bike and the freedom it brings me. Almost everyday this summer I joined the hundreds of other people heading into downtown on the newly surfaced lake side bike path. I'm certainly not the fastest rider, but not the slowest either. When no one else is close by, I honk my dinosaur horn at the geese flocks on the grass. At least once every day, the thought occurs: I'm riding beside a freaking lake. This is awesome!
What approach to take? In 2007 I focused on finding small bits of beauty or whimsy in my generally unhappy surroundings (failing marriage, feelings of isolation brought on by depression, living in an ugly neighbourhood).
In 2008, my focus was still concentrated on noticing the pieces, albeit, under much happier circumstances. I continued my now habit of looking to see the little things around me - the things that give my heart a little lift.
This year, rather than looking at a scene from the outside, I'm more interested in being in the middle of the scene. I mulling lately the concept of how one moves through one's daily space. I don't just look at my daily landscapes, but move within them and participate in their creation. This is what I'll be exploring over 5 colours and 5 days.
02 October 2009
Spiritual benefits accompany the practice of a
hobby. There is a release into humility that comes from doing something by rote. As we serve our hobby, we are freed from our ego's demands and allowed the experience of merging with a greater source. This conscious contact frequently affords us the perspectives needed to solve vexing personal or creative conundrums.
The Artist's Way
Penguin Putnam Inc 1992
27 September 2009
20 September 2009
I actually bought a piece. My favourite tent was that of a lovely young woman named Amanda White. She does remarkably complex and fanciful ink drawings. She somehow manages to capture wildness and tenderness at the same time. The image at left is from her business card.
Alas, being an underemployed arts worker myself, I couldn't afford any of the large pieces with which I fell in love. The great irony of The State of The Arts in Canada. I purchased instead, a tiny perfect sketch that is now hanging beside my favourite window where I sit every morning.
19 September 2009
Two fourteen hour days of running the box office and two very sore legs later, I've had a revelation. I'm really good at what I do. The prep was in place and the staff was cheerful and motivated. We were swamped but never out of control. I'm really proud to be part of this team.
Unfortunately, what I do, has very little market value. I could not do this job full time and support myself and The Daughter. It's such a shame.
The conundrum: how to find work that uses my mad skills, doesn't break my aging body, and pays a decent salary. Hmm...
06 September 2009
Of course, there are lovely patterns as always. Browsing through got my knitting juices flowing. Can't wait to cast on something new. Now that I'm semi-unemployed, (Did I mention I quit my job? A bold, foolish, glorious and possibly disastrous thing to do!) I'll have a spot of time to rest up and knit. My favourite project in the new issue is Kernal. I've struggled in the past with beads but this scarf has just enough to make it challenging but not overwhelming. Definitely on my To Do list.
Two years ago, for Mother's Day, The Daughter gave me two skeins of Diamond Luxor Egyptian cotton in this gorgeous pink. It had been sitting in the stash waiting for a project until my current need for a new cosmetic bag provided the answer. Using a Knitgrrl 2 pattern as a starting point, I knit up this clutch in just a few days. The smooth, shiny pink goes so well with the vintage buttons. Tres chic. Tres girlie.
23 August 2009
17 August 2009
13 August 2009
06 August 2009
03 August 2009
The knitting is going really well. Rose has temporarily been set aside while this cardy flies off the needles. Remarkably, the pattern is from Knitters magazine, a publication usually fug filled. Yet, every rule has an exception and this is it. I had been searching for a cotton cardigan pattern to use this recycled blue yarn when Village Yarns gave us all a Knitters back issue during the TTC Knitalong. This is Vanda from Summer 2008.
Knitting this piece has got me thinking about the process/product paradigm. Usually I knit process, often choosing a pattern just for the technique or the yarn. Sometimes, I knit product, slogging through a boring pattern to get to the desired finished article. This knit has been the best of both worlds. Working the detailing has been interesting and I love this shade of blue. At the same time, it's knitting up fast enough that I see great progress, which really keeps me motivated during the stocking stitch portion. I've only the left front panel to complete now, and all the pieces are done. Soon I'll be able to start putting it all together.
22 July 2009
The Tories are just plain nasty. First Toronto Pride and now DiversCite. How anyone can vote for Stephen Harper's team boggles my mind: who renegs on 155K with 5 days notice???
"The fate of this year's Divers/Cité festival in Montreal was up in the air on Wednesday after the federal government said it would not approve funding for the event. "
i'm going to sue to stop the government from giving money to santa claus parades. how dare they give money to support a person that doesn't even exist! 11 hours ago
..Wiarton Festival also must be stopped. Lord only knows what's really going on with that Groundhog. 5 hours ago
and winona peach fest?!?! puh-lease! that is a euphemism if ever there was one! 5 hours ago
and those nasty drunk irish on st patricks day. they're papists followers of the whore of babylon! they must be stopped. 5 hours ago
ROFL! ## Paul, I don't know these friends of yours, but I like 'em! 4 hours ago
Steve and his nasty gnomes are just jealous 'cause they can't dance and nobody ever invites 'em to the fun events
## I don't know what this means
19 July 2009
they met and sparked with the
speed of knitting needles each
click clack stitch picked up without a hitch
beginning in separate sweaters
they unravelled as eagerly
as children at a seaside summer
flopped spread-eagled onto the
growing woollen blanket of
their easy intimacy
and swimming and scissoring
in the skein of their trampoline
they were two tangled kittens
with spring-tipped claws
momentarily hidden in a
McClelland and Stewart 1977