...Isabel, who turned five. Five! She's so grown up.
She planned her own "surprise" party. She picked out the cupcakes and decorations. Then she told us all to hide behind the couch and jump out and surprise her when she came into the room. We spent the afternoon getting group manicures while she dazzled the entire salon staff.
...and Indigo, my new favorite color. I don't think I can ever give up plum, but I've been crazy about that deep, tattooish blue. I chose indigo for my manicure and I knit this simple skirt with deep, dark blue kitchen cotton. It's swingy and ruffled. I feel like a five year old when I wear it because I am so delighted by the girly-swirlyness of it.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Friday, April 25, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
I've been making progress. I am trying to manage my time. I knit to relax and I stitch to be inspired. I have projects all over the place. Sometimes I work on five different items in one day. I sit down and pick up the project that is calling to me at the time.
That's why it takes me so long to finish something.
I'm starting a new series of embroidery projects. The entire set is dedicated to my life as a military wife. I'm pretty stoked about it. My sketch book is filling up so fast...
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Here is a new embroidery.
I'm not sure what to say about skin. It's the layer where beauty lives and mine is ugly. I have awful skin. I am still breaking out in my thirties. A single mosquito bite will leave a deep red mark--sometimes for up to ten years. My belly ripped into shreds of stretch marks by my second trimester. I have cried buckets over my fragile and sensitive skin.
When it came time for me to do this piece, I was tempted to make it ugly and repulsive. I couldn't do it, though. I wanted this skin to be pretty and flowery. I don't want to focus on negative things any more.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
I'm late with my G post.
G is for Garter Stitch.
My favorite stitch--it's bouncy and energetic. It's soothing to knit. When I started David's Korea blanket, I had grandiose ideas for lace stitches and colorwork. Then I realized that this blanket was more my comfort than his. All of my anxiety about losing my husband for a year goes into this blanket. Garter stitch is my Valium.
H is for Heart.
I remember sitting in a psychiatrist's office once and listening to his discourse about defenses. He was using a Lego blocks metaphor. The image of this heart struck me instantly and painfully. Sometimes I feel like my heart is so full of defenses and walls that it's actually made of stark blocks. Still, I think it's a beautiful image.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
- Why would you do that?
- Are you really going to eat that?
- Do you think I'm boring?
- Do you think I'm pretty?
- Is this ugly?
- Do you have to do that in bed?
- Are you listening?
- Why would you leave those on the coffee table?
- Does it bother you that your wife is crazy?
- Why don't you want to model the socks I just knit you?
Friday, April 11, 2008
This is my self-imposed art therapy for cervical dysplasia.
I had a bad pap last year. I don't want to talk about it. It was awful. Here's the embroidery. I wrapped it over canvas stretcher bars.
I have also discovered that I have a natural talent for arbitrarily assigning embroidery stitches to represent bodily functions. My services are free--a gift like this can't be hidden from the world.
I ended up mounted the brain. Maybe I don't need as much Puritanical Practicality as I think I do. Maybe I can make something just because I want to--just to make myself feel good. Maybe I don't have to have a good, sturdy purpose for everything. Maybe I can just enjoy having ideas and seeing them through. Maybe I can finally start taking down the cross-stitched puppies my mother in law has hanging in our house. (Despite the fact that she lives in IL.)