Sheridan, Wyoming

First, we met in Montana, in the most stunning lightning storms I've seen in ages, perhaps ever.  In the morning we drove down the winding, gentle hills into Sheridan and slipped into King's Saddlery museum. Al Stohlman's workbench is traveling, and we were lucky enough to see it. 

Then we took a lecture from the one and only Gordon Andrus, and proceeded to add to our tool list. His knowledge was shared freely, the work below is his.  (The notes pictured here were taken over the shoulder of a fellow classmate, too pretty to pass up capturing). 

The next day we shopped and talked and shopped and talked.  I was blown away by the kindness of our fellow artisans and craftspeople. Everyone was generous in time and knowledge. We ate a beautiful lunch and followed a road until it turned to gravel, until it turned to dirt. We stopped and breathed in the fresh air, marveled at the birds. We stuck hands in cold creek water and took the stones that called our names. It was magic.

My tulip purse was graded fairly, with feedback I agreed with.  She has a home now, which makes me so happy!  

 I'm looking forward to next year already. 

Sharing Art, Sending Love Part I

Every day, a blue feather day. 

This is the first cocoon birthed out of the sponsored Gratitude Project. The Giver requested a cocoon of blue, and thoughts of feathers and light for her Reciever. 

 

It was so much fun to create this with the support of the Giver, I've said it before, I'll say it again- I love collaborating with people to create beauty. It's so much fun for me to interpret an emotion/intention into color, wool and beads, especially with the challenge of translating through someone else's point of view. 

 

For this one, I used bright blue, periwinkle and copper beads, vibrant turquoise thread and a wee opal, shining it's rainbow. 


I have another to start working on now, and can't wait to get started on it! 

Coming True

If you've been following me on social media, you already know.

I've added to our household.

Might I introduce you to Ms.Bennet? She's a Baby Wolf Loom, and new to me, I think she's about 10 years old, but who's counting when you work perfectly?!

Smitten is the word I've been using, but it's not enough. Watching the pieces fall back into place after not being used for 10 years, feeling the rhythm develop in my hands and feet, watching the fabric grow... it has been magic making makery.

 

I even did the 'homework' suggested in the book I'm using to brush the cobwebs off with a smile on my face! Now I'm on to my first scarf, and already it's full of love and mistakes, I can't wait to finish it!