I’m working. Not that you can see, but things are coming along. I have several colorways for yarn that I adore and are repeatable. Now, if the skies clear and the deck dries, I can create the photo montage for the top of the web page. If not, lighting kit and fake stone in studio.
I am no longer pushing myself more than I can handle. A summer with MS fun has me deciding that I can do what I can do and damn the rest. If I don’t want to do the accounting, hire an accountant. As soon as the house is done and I’m making money, someone else to clean. What? Have the children do it? That’s crazy talk. They are male teens. Not all are pigs, but most pigs are far more clean.
I am still into yarn bondage. Stop freaking. It means I’m putting ties on yarn for dyeing. Figure 8. Yes, much of it comes from the factory with ties, but even the person who is my favorite wholesaler says they are not enough. More on this in my first video podcast. Yes, I’m doing it. Mostly on my work, but that’s life. I’m planning a vid cast a month and an audio cast a week. I am planning to get this thing and iTunes compatible, but links will be here. Also, on my other blog.
Blogging. Writing and photos are back. Once a day. No photos today. My camera batteries need charging and I have yarn to tie, but tomorrow. I have pics of my work as I go and I want to share them. Also videos about how I dye. Feel free to use them as a cautionary tale if you wish.
I would like to offer public credit to those who inspire me. The first is to, Dale Hwang from, Light Brown Hare. She put out a video on her way of dyeing a couple years ago. I’ve watched it probably fifty times and there is something new every time. Same video, I’m slow. I developed my technique from hers. It’s not what she does, not a copy. My work is informed by hers. I like my colors to be more in the same family. I also mix in dip dyeing. As I do videos for your entertainment, and edification, I expect the former more than the latter, you shall see.
So, I work. I write, I work, I note-take, and I prepare my kids to return to school. I will miss them. However, I reserve the right to dance the parental happy dance when the busses come. I was never going to do that. I was the home ed parent. The one who was always going to lead by choices that the child would make with logic. What we don’t know before life makes a dork of us. I love my boys. However a day without swearing, stomping, yelling and general, “MAKE HIM SHUT UP!!!” is going to be wonderful. Too bad they don’t have different days off and I can’t take one child out one day a week to learn with mom. The schools don’t offer that and the weekends have four kids in them. Le sigh. All we can do is our best and stay as sane as possible while they are in our care. Cause after the last one becomes an adult, it’s a rubber room and yes, I know the negative implications of that thought. It is unkind to make fun of those with mental illness, but since I have depression, agoraphobia and panic issues, I feel free to make light of it. Why wallow?