The beginning of the end for Blogger?

January 19, 2019February 10, 2019 ~ Liz A ~ 11 Comments

I’ve already written this post once, but my mobile version of Blogger on my old iPhone 5s wouldn’t publish it. So, back to publishing on the laptop … for as long as that lasts. And ugh … I hate formatting on the PC … the mobile app was soooo much easier.

Anyway, in addition to the gift pot Deb Sposa sent, there was this beautiful bit of handwoven cloth …

Here’s the back story in Deb’s words:

“I found it at an estate sale at a gorgeous mountain home where the owners had collected amazing Southwestern flavored artworks including fiber pieces & western antiques. Not sure how old it is but I’m guessing at least 50 to 75 years old. The weave style looked Mexican or possibly Native American and I think it was used as a small book cover. I hope you will be able to find a use for it. Possibly bind your own book to put inside …”

Well that answered the question I had about the sewn-under ends …

And got me thinking how best to showcase it …

I liked the idea of a book, so I played with the idea of making pages out of used tea bags …

And then, recalling our trek to northern New Mexico last summer, I hit on the perfect idea: the petroglyphs that we saw in Santa Fe …

So now I’m playing with watercolors and gouache, trying to find the perfect combination …

As Rachel Maddow is wont to say, “Watch this space … “

Standing up

July 1, 2018February 10, 2019 ~ Liz A ~ 16 Comments

Today’s post is rather random.

There’s Don’s latest, which made good use of the stash from this post:
http://imgoingtotexas.blogspot.com/2018/05/slow-down.html …

And while it has been called both shaman and totem during its becoming, to me it is the Keeper …

Guardian of the grasses …

And then there’s Jace, building …

Wonder where he gets it from.

And we attended a Families Belong Together rally today, here caught in the background of a local Facebook video. …

I know it’s better to use fewer words on posters, but I couldn’t resist the Declaration of Independence …

I saw a better sign later, as I scanned for news of other rallies … wish I had snapped a screenshot. It said something like, “I couldn’t tell my grandson that I did nothing.”

Anyway, about 150 folks showed up in Kerrville. One of the advantages of a small town rally was parking one block from City Hall and being able to stand under a tree (hmmm … guess that’s two advantages).

As we stood by the roadside, signs in hand, Don leaned over and said, “I just hope no one gets ticked off enough to decide to drive up over the curb.”

“It already crossed my mind,” I replied. “I’m standing where I can dive behind that wall.”

Paranoia aside, more folks drove by with thumbs up than thumbs down. And if most of the ralliers were rightly characterized as aging hippies, I was heartened by the young family who stood beside us.

Hoping for a better day … working together as best we can …

Maybe not so random after all.

Figuring

April 11, 2018February 10, 2019 ~ Liz A ~ 14 Comments

You’ve heard this before: I’m not good at following directions. That said, I could use some advice as I’m making my first ever doll …

for soon-to-be one year old Parker …

and would appreciate suggestions on what to use for stuffing (no pellets please).

In getting started I kinda liked the look of this doll on Pinterest …

except for the hair, the clothing, and the face. Which I changed, along with the length of the arms and the size of the feet. In any case, I couldn’t follow the directions since the tutorial was in Italian … so, suffice it to say your input would be appreciated.

Meantime, Don was cruising around Pinterest, too …