…be made new again.
Eight years ago in university, I created a sculpture of a dragon descending to survey its territory. This became a source of pride and embarrassment, as much as it survived as a source of consternation. A lot of time was devoted to its creation, but what do you do with a two and a half foot display? Continue reading “What Once Was Old…”
It has been an exhausting 182 hours. That doesn’t sound like terribly much, except that’s actually just over a week since I heard about the accident. Most of my family is doing well, all things considered, but my sister has a long road ahead of her, especially. Continue reading “Burning The Candle From Both Ends”
There is very little more ground shaking than answering the phone, and hearing your entire family has been in a [car] accident, and yet, that is how my Saturday began… Continue reading “*Rock* my world, baby!”
As usual (it would seem), I have wandered off and allowed the pasture to fallow.
Not so.
Too much – much too much – roiling beneath the surface, never breaking free, to land upon the virtual page. Even in my usual channels I have fallen silent; my reserves depleted.
Where did I leave off? Continue reading “Where did I leave off?”
I have had… an unexpected shift in focus.
I am knitting chain maille, fifteen years after I first took an interest in it. ::laughs:: A little late, but I am attacking it with the same passions I attack everything, so it is fun, and exciting, and I’m dabbling with other jewellery techniques at the same time. Continue reading “Shifting Gears (Again)”