This is for Marti

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I saw this painting posted on social media by Kate Dardine …

and the dancing figures (or so they seemed to me) made me think of Marti.

I remember the early days of my entering the community of kindred spirits gathered around Jude Hill, that there was one person who didn’t have a blog herself, but who left the most wonderful comments.

The day came when Marti left a comment on my blog … I’m guessing it was sometime in 2015. And since then, more than once, I’ve thought it would be grand to collect the wit and wisdom that Marti has contributed to so many of our blogs.

As I stitched this latest patchplay, based on our own Kate Dardine painting, I smiled at the notion that Marti would likely approve of the greens …

It’s rather an unorthodox log cabin, but it made me smile as I added each strip.

Then it occurred to me that I could also stitch an homage to the first image in this post …

so I did.

Another way of going

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I’ve made two more patched blocks for the table cloth, this time a mash-up of Josef Albers’ squares with log cabin construction.

The first is a take on Billy Keen’s No Path …

The second is a nod to one of Don’s roadrunner assemblages, which he made with deconstructed pliers and glass eyes leftover from his dad’s decoy carving days …

Meanwhile, Don is expanding the garden, inspired no doubt by his recent studies at the Wildflower Center. He also potted the tomato seedlings we picked up last week after our jaunt to the Blanton Museum. The plan is to bring them in at night until it stays reliably warm outside …

And as I took the still photos, I caught some movement out of the corner of my eye: an anole taking in a bit of sun on the fence rail …

Gotta love Texas at this time of year …

Today (now yesterday)

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Before Covid, we had a habit of daytripping through the Hill Country and around Austin. But somehow, after the worst of the pandemic had passed, we never got back in the habit.

Yesterday we finally got ourselves in gear and headed to the Anni Albers exhibit at the Blanton Museum. Par for the course, my pictures don’t do the pieces justice, but here’s some of what made it onto my camera …

The exhibit was far more about Anni Albers’ works on paper, but just seeing her loom was worth the price of admission.

We also indulged by eating out at Jack Allen’s Kitchen, where I had grilled ruby trout filet on a bed of rice, corn, and spinach leaves, topped with salsa and apple walnut slaw. Incredible. And since we always share by passing each other small plates, I also got to sample JAK’s inimitable enchiladas.

Today I’m starting to read about color in Josef Albers’ Interaction of Color, which reads like a series of lesson plans …

and getting ready to add the next strip of patches to the table cloth …

all while contemplating where we might go next week … maybe this?