August 31st, 2006 - Our Anniversary
I can hardly believe that it has already been a year since I was standing in Barbados, marrying the love of my life
TJ is the best thing that ever could have happened to me. He is strong, caring, funny and exceptionally smart, and must tell me he loves me a hundred times a day
I never thought that I could feel so unconditionally loved by a person, and love them back in the same way. It is something that you can never fully describe, and something that you cannot understand until it has happened to you.
I doesn't matter what happens in a day, the moment that he climbs into the car after work when I pick him up I know everything is going to be ok. He is an amazing listener, and with me that can be challenging. He offers support at every turn, and knows just when to make me laugh.
On top of it being a year since we were married, we are also coming up on 5 years as a couple, so it is an extra special season for us.
I love you babe, and I can't wait to spend a hundred more with you.
August 30th, 2006 - The Good Stuff
Well folks, this
can only mean one thing. It is going to be a painting kind of weekend, and the studio shall be a lovely green by next week. When it comes to painting, once I have decided on the colour I just can't wait to get started. I keep envisioning what it is going to look like and I want it to be done now. So by the end of the long weekend, it will be.
The new longer commute to work is allowing me quite a lot of time to work on my sock knitting. I have plugged through the first purple Trekking sock and I am almost at the heel of the second one.
Unfortunately all the house jobs that have to get done are getting in the way of all my other knitting, so Gathering Intentions is only plodding along slowly.
Does anyone know anything about the little favicon thingies? I managed to create one a long time ago with my old logo, and it showed up ok in my browser, but now I can't get it to switch to my new favicon (the one that shows up in Bloglines). Anyone have any experience with this?
August 23rd, 2006 - None Right On, But...
Well, no one got it right on, but I loved all the guesses. It was Charlie from Top Gun, which is my fav movie (no fair missbedora, you cheated). But since I liked everyone's guesses (especially Cher - that was better then mine!) you all win a prize!
Jen L, Cher, Diana and Lauren (even though you didn't guess, you still commented) send me your snail mail addresses to dani at dani miller dot com and I will send it out!
August 16th, 2006 - An Introduction
Knitters, meet Charlie
(Conveniently wearing Princess De to remind me to write up the pattern already). My very own vintage Acme dress form. She arrived today from a home in Kingston, and she fits in so nicely by my machine
Happy happy happy. I have wanted a dress form for a long time, but I had always planned on buying a new one. But how much better is it to have something that has been loved and used by someone else? It just seems to go with the feeling of the studio. Or at least the feeling I am trying to create. And I am hoping to do a little more sewing now that my machine is not crammed into the corner of the teeny little closet, so I am sure she will come in very handy.
By the way - first person to tell me why I named her Charlie wins a prize. Hint: She is from a movie with no relation to the fibre arts.
August 15th, 2006 - Inspiration
I was sitting in my studio last night for the first time, casting on for a new sock. For a while I have been playing around with my Benjamin Moore paint deck (yes, I own a paint deck) trying to figure out what colour I wanted to paint in there. I have been leaning towards a yellow or gold colour, but for some reason it just didn't seem right. And then it hit me like a ton of bricks
Green. It needs to be green like that yarn. The first yarn that I pulled out of the boxes and placed on my easel. Green like my vintage bag from my grandma*. Green like the thank you cards staring at me in the corner (they are whispering to me to write on them, but I am ignoring them in favour of being inspired). Grass green. Actually, "grasslands" to be exact, the second one from the left. I ran around the room with the paint chip and knew that this was the right one. I have checked it in the evening light, the morning light and the afternoon light, and I am in love.
Unfortunately when I get like this, I want to go and buy the paint right now. Now now. But we have not budgeted it until the end of September, so it will have to wait. That and it is summer, and hot humid weather is not the best for paint drying. Besides, I have a new addition coming to my studio tomorrow, which should distract me from the painting for a little while. Hmmmm...what could it be?
*I think this was my grandma's. Ma, I stole this out of your basement the last time I was there. I figured you didn't mind. Any idea if this was grandma's or not? Something tells me it was....
August 10th, 2006 - An Actual FO
I actually finished a knitting project. How scary is that
Lorna's Laces socks, artistically draped over my sewing chair in a sad attempt to make plain old short row heel and tow socks interesting. It only took me from May 1st until now to get them done!
August 7th, 2006 - A Great Addition
On Friday TJ packed up and went home to his hometown, with the sole purpose of bringing back lots and lots of stuff. And since his family was coming back to Toronto with him and his stuff, my parents came over with more stuff as well. The very best thing that they brought me was this
This is the easel that my grandfather built for me when I was very young. It is completely handmade, very much in my grandpa's style (pretty much perfect). It brings back great memories for me, and I am so pleased to be able to have a space for it.
You can see I have already filled it up with some of the things I love, although I am not sure this is exactly what my grandpa was hoping for when he built it (I never really developed the talent for painting that he had. And it is not that I didn't try.)
It is such and inspiring addition to my studio, that I managed to pull everything out of the boxes and get all organized. There is only one thing that I am waiting on, which was made possible by TJ's Dad.
See that? That my friends is beautiful, authentic barn board. Just waiting to become a great big shelving unit for my room. And the best part is...
...there is lots and lots of it. And lots of other kinds of wood. And as you can see from the photo above, tools. All we need now is some electrical outlets in the basement. No big deal, right?
The only other things that I am looking for in my studio are an old chaise lounge that I can recover (or not), and an old dress form. Does anyone know of a good place to look for these? Or know of someone that might want to get rid of them? I am watching craigslist, but no luck so far. Ideas? Particularly something in the GTA?
August 3rd, 2006 - The First
Since I am in my new house and all, I felt that it was for some reason appropriate to take a picture of my very first stitch knit in my very first home.
Sort of like a christening, I thought. I would have liked to be knitting something more interesting than a sock, but with the heat in Toronto that was all I could bear to hold (to give you an idea of how icky hot it was in the city - I spoke to a business partner in Saudi Arabia yesterday, and it was actually hotter in Toronto then it was in Riyadh. That is freaking hot).
It also thrills me to pieces to be able to take in process shots on something other then the living room floor.
Yup, thems the grapes people. Apparently they turn just about black when the are ready to eat. TJ broke in the neighbours for me the other night and began to explain the knitting, so hopefully they don't think I am some loony out in the grapevines with a sock.
Hard to believe that an hour after I took this beautiful sunny shot without a cloud in the sky,
it looked like this out our front porch. Minor damage occurred when we were not fast enough getting the windows closed, and one of the screens blew in and took a potted cactus with it. Literally. The screen picked up the dirt and FLUNG it across all corners of the living room. Ever piece of furniture had to be moved, vacuumed, and put back. Thank goodness the storm brought some cool air with it, or the task of moving the couch (for the second time in a week) might have put me over the edge. Or melted me, whichever comes first.