It is warm here today. It feels like 70 though I think it is probably only 50 degrees Fahrenheit. I am hoping not to have to use my tire chains for the rest of the year, though I would really like some more snow. When it stops snowing early, the forests burn... and that is hard on a long distance hiker (not to mention the forests).
January 22nd, Weaving Southwest
had an opening for their new show. This is a frequent event and I don't always hear about them... but more frequent examination of the Tempo section of The Taos News
has helped me find out about this one a couple hours before it happened.
The show looked lovely. There were some beautiful tapestries by Kathy Perkins
that I hadn't seen before.
|Pieces by many people including: Donna Loraine Contractor, Karen Benjamin, Sherri Woodard Coffey, Kathy Perkins, Teresa Loveless, Mary Cost, and LaDonna Mayer.|
|Piece on the bottom left is my Emergence II.|
|Top center is my Halcyon Days II, below it is Sherri Woodard Coffey, middle right is Donna Loraine Contractor.|
And here is a sneak peak at the piece I finished last month. I am having some trouble getting a good photograph of it, so here is a detail.
I visited Weaving Southwest again Friday to drop off a photo book I had made of my work to show prospective collectors. As I walked in the door, the lovely Tara told me she had just finished a check for me. Isn't is great to walk into your gallery and have someone hand you an unexpected check? It is a little less shocking than the news below...
In other news:
One morning last week I found this little guy on my dining room table. "Dining room table" is a euphemism for "card table covered with bed-sheet table cloth." In my defense, there is a REAL table, but it is currently in "Your Other Closet" somewhere in Mississippi.
I have never before seen a slug in New Mexico, but there he was plain as day, leaving a slimy trail across the spot I was going to eat my granola. He was also deceased, having dessicated sometime in the night (he missed the memo on low humidity levels). After some sleuthing I realized he had taken a ride home in a mint plant we had bought at Trader Joe's and placed on the shelf over the table.
|Happy Valentine's Day!|