My Turn

I've been so slack in the photography department the sun gave me a little nudge last night, at around 6:20PM. And all I did was crop the top and the bottom a wee bit.

Summer's coming, folks.

Charles Shaw, Potter

Apologies for the appalling lighting.

I'm giggling while I type these words because, for a long time, Charles was "just" my good friend Marj's best friend Rose's husband. Then a couple of years ago we stayed in the same holiday home of another potter, sans spouses, during an artists' retreat, and I spoke to "Charles the potter" for the first time.

Two weeks ago, I had to see him and photograph a series of his pots because at Re:fine, the bit exhibit I'm preparing for right now, one of my shawls will be used as a backdrop for six of his pots, and I wanted to see if I could weave something special for Charles, but as it turned out, I have two that'll work beautifully for his series. So you could say, we are collaborators now.

Sometimes I wonder why I don't make more effort to get to know husbands of my friends; if my friends are interesting people, and they are, and if they've stuck with these men for a long time, which they have, surely the blokes are worth getting to know as well?

OK, back to fringing. And Lachezar, I am finishing two pieces that look so unlike anything I've ever woven, so I'll post the pics here soon-ish.

Sunset

As you can see, sun is just about going behind the mountain peek. It's 5:40PM, Yesterday.

Sasanqua (Camellia)

This was taken a couple of weeks ago.

Spring is in the Air

Do you know how I can tell? My nose is runny no matter what I do, and it's not just the weaving! (And here's a very special greetings to Per's mom!!)

Freedom

The Itinerant Photoblogger

And that would be me; itinerant because I'm not taking photos, and I'm not visiting photoblogs. Lately I've wondered if I'll ever get over the "next" hump with work, and I'm definitely not shooting pics to my satisfaction; it's amazing how much looking at all of your photos help in that respect.

The current hump is supposed to be over at the end of the month, but if not, 15 September. I'd love to have a rainy, miserable weekend with the fire roaring; we'll sit in the cosy office visiting your blogs all weekend, drinking spiked coffee or hot choc.

Cold Morning

Snow on the mountain indicates very cold wind around here. As you can see at the golf course, we still have good warm sun light.

14/August/2007 4:49:02 AM

It was very a cold night. I couldn't sleep well for some reason. I opened the curtain and looked outside and saw the steam from a factory illuminated by the flooding lights. I set my camera on the tripod and shot several frames with long exposure setting. This is about 60sec with bulb shutter. I tried to catch the wide spread of steam. (Another shot here)

Books Breed

Have you noticed how books always breed to exceed the space available? We have two wall-sized bookshelves and two good-sized ones, but no matter what, we always have cardboard wine boxes on the floor, not to mention the piles in the bedroom.

I can't stand the mess but it doesn't bother Ben because he knows exactly where his books are. Alain de Botton was right, of course; I pursue order because my mind is not in order.

Yellow Bus

Again this is at Rabbit Island. I think this good looking yellow bus is a private own and not a school bus or such.

Evening at Rabbit Island

Golden light on sandy beach...

Aged

This is from an antique cabinet from China, one of many at the Red Art Gallery, Bridge Street. There used to be a strangely-modern yellow/lime green one which I used to fantasize having in my stash, wool, storage, design room, storing my cashmeres, but I haven't seen it there for a fortnight; I'm afraid to ask Jay if it's sold.

Line up!

This is a small bridge over Mitai River. We have lots of seagulls there since it's so close to the bay. Today, they are resting at the top of the bridge. When I was there, water level was low because of the tide.