Saturday, September 13, 2014

Heavy Metal

The copper metallic glow of the September sunset over Patricia Bay reminded me of my favorite metallic bits 'n bobs around the house.



That l'il bird is by Geninne. I was lucky enough to attend an Ace Camps workshop at her home near Queretaro, Mexico. The little card cabinet is a thrift score from a couple of years ago.

Me en Mexico
More thrifting below: I seem to have a problem saying no to biscuit tins.




Sunday, September 7, 2014

Bert Part 2

More about Bert; the basket maker.  He was also Bert; the potter, on Saltspring Island in the eighties. Behold… very cute cups.

And more about Bert; well, actually, about his brother. 
He was the subject so beautifully drawn in this careful step by step rendering of a basket in process.
(Apologies for wobbly iphone pics taken in dim light.)
A man after my own heart.



Tuesday, September 2, 2014

My buddy Bert




When I moved to Sidney about 4 years ago… it was a revelation to find so much going on in what I had previously thought was just a sleepy little community of retirees. Oh sure, there are retirees aplenty; but sleepy, they are not. Take this fellow, for example. Emigrated to Canada as a young man, worked for municipalities in Ontario and B.C. all his life. Took up basket making in 1981, after years of thinking he wasn't interested in what had been his father's work.
I'm the proud owner of three of Bert's baskets. He gives away as many as he sells, and the price he sells them for is pretty much the same as just giving them away.
He said in July that at the end of this summer he was packing it in, it's too hard on his heart. I nodded, and waited. At my visit today, he admitted he might just reconsider. Having used up all of the seasoned willow he cut last year, and his stock of baskets gone; he's going bonkers with nothing to do. :)
Harvesting the willow happens in December. Come June… Bert, I hope, will be weaving baskets again.



Wednesday, August 27, 2014

It's a Breeze



 Look at that headline. Sewing your nautical bag is a breeze—but reading 60s letraset… not so much.



Going through cupboards for a yard sale. Progress slowed somewhat by stopping to admire everything. I don't want to get rid of my 60s Tandy leathercraft magazines! :)

Monday, August 25, 2014

Summer's end






Summer is winding down. Late-blooming hollyhocks tell me 'don't be sad—we'll be back next year…'
Soon the ferry will go back to it's winter schedule, and I'll need my rain boots for beach walks.

Friday, August 22, 2014

Cut 'n Paste

Laundress collage at Scrapiteria


Perhaps even more than fabric and stitches—I have a fondness for paper 'n glue. Both processes require sharp objects in their making… I feel even more comfortable with a knife in my hand than with a pair of scissors. And speaking of comfort, there is no other craft on this earth that feels more comfortable and forgiving than combing through paper ephemera, idly contemplating combinations of bits and pieces then quickly gluing them into some semblance of something that limns.




Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Try dye

I guess we won't go hungry this winter. (7 small jars)
Ok, so blackberries are early this year. Since the picking was good, 
I decided to give the old jelly kit a go and ended up with a successful batch. (An unsuccessful batch would be the one I attempted in my early 20s when most of the boiling hot jam cascaded down between the stove and the cabinet instead of into the jelly bag.)
Then, with the leftover pulp beckoning—I decided to try a badcrafter shibori wrap. 
It looked pretty good; until I washed it… when most of the blackberry colour disappeared. Vinegar didn't work as a mordant.  Will try again with a pre-dye mordant, fingers crossed.