What I’ve been up to

Wednesday night was the first Crop-a Latte of the year.  I entered an “explosion box” as my entry.  I used a different technique for each layer.  I explain in class, there are so many different ways to make them.  Afterwards I left it as an example for the class I teach at Ben Franklin’s in Redmond.

 

I taught a class (1 student) today on how to make a “waterfall”.  It went very well, my student was very happy.  She bought a Scor-Pal outfit (board, pad, and bag).  I also explained about Iris Folding and she bought a book.  I will add iris folding to my class schedule next quarter.

 

I am finally getting over “the crud”.  I will spend time this weekend in my studio, and perhaps even clean it up.  Or not.

 

I have several projects I’m working on where I don’t know what I’m doing.  I want to make a box and I have instructions and a template, but I want to make it smaller than one set of instructions and yet larger than the other instructions.  I’m going thru a lot of paper.

 

I bought Tim Holtz’s “An Altered Journey” this week.  When I opened the case the DVD was not stuck to the pin, it just rattled around in the case.  The back was all scratched up, so I returned it to JA’s.  I had bought it with cash and a 50% disco.  When I returned to for exchange (I had the new one in my hand), the young lady took the return, handed me the money, and had me sign the return receipt.  Then she rang up the new sale, applied the 50% disco, then took the same cash she had handed me, counted it, and gave me my receipt.

I asked her if there wasn’t an easier way to conduct this transaction.  She said “It is procedure”.  Somewhere along the line of years I have trekked (it‘s been a long line I’ll admit) I missed the changeover from “Oh, just get another one, I’m sorry this one didn’t work for you” to “how complicated can we make this procedure for you”.  We would be nothing if it weren’t for “Procedure”. 

 

 

 

Be yourself–everyone else is taken.

 

Life is not about waiting until the storm passes … it’s about learning to dance in the rain.

 

A weed is a plant that has mastered every survival skill except for learning how to grow in rows.

 

Those who cannot hear the music think the dancers mad, which is why I sing for the deaf and dance for the blind.

 

The worst thing that happens to you can be the best thing for you, if you don’t let it get the best of you.

 

All of us are we … everyone else is they.