I started off this post with the words "Not a whole lot has been happening, but I figured I should post something," but realized all that would do is induce a big yawn so I will try to make it more exciting. The Arbor Vitae piece has been shipped off to Cambridge. Here it is in my tiny dining room to give some idea of scale. The gallery didn't want me to ship it on a stretcher, so I lined it and made pockets top and bottom for hanging rods. I don't like it as much unstretched, but c'est la vie. There was an article about it in our local paper, which was nice, but I realized too late that the reporter was actually writing down what I was saying and totally missed the opportunity to give her intelligent sound bites.
The invitation for the show includes a detail from my piece! That's very exciting, although I must always temper any chuffedness with the knowledge that next month someone else will be featured and I will be in the recycling bin. We're all grist for the mill, it's the art that lasts.
I have been attempting to get back to my yoga practise. Gracie didn't think much of my lack of flexibility, and got on the mat to demonstrate "Hindlegscratchfaceasana."
"That's how you do it Mom! Now if you don't mind, I'll stretch out on this comfy mat for my nap."
Oops, I'd better be careful. Gracie and I have kind of a mind meld thing going on. She puts words in my mouth. I'm obviously not spending enough time with humans.
I have been enjoying the cooler evening to clean up the garden. The tomato harvest this year was for nought - one really needs a greenhouse in this part of the world. But I have been digging up and dividing overgrown perennials, and tucking them back in with composted cow manure. I like September more than any other month, and it's not just because it's my birthday month. It feels like the beginning of a new year, time to get back to routines and sitting cozy by the wood stove, stitching. Next post I hope to have something to show you!