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Wednesday, January 30, 2013

A Trade, A Swap, A Cat , A Dog

A long while back, I saw this little guy on my blogger friend Cindi's Flickr page and had to have him.


I asked if she'd be interested in a trade. She said, 'yes' without even knowing or asking what she was getting in return. I told her she didn't have to send it out right away because what I wanted to send her I hadn't made, yet. As you may know if you've been hanging around here awhile....I procrastinate. I knew the subject matter I wanted to use, just wasn't sure of the medium, so, of course, I had to wait until the stars aligned just right before I started. Those stars took a damn long time.

She sent her little paper mache kitty out right away.

Then, she patiently waited -- so long that I've lost count of the months. Bad me. Bad. Bad. Bad.

But, alas, I finally decided on the medium and I finally finished the project and I finally sent it.

An embroidered portrait of her dog, Blue.


Made out of already used or old materials. The frame was a thrift store find that I painted, the background fabric was from a shirt, the white fabric from a shirt, the embroidery floss - vintage - from my mom's stash from the 70s. 

and for a little size perspective....


She received it. She loved it. I love that she loved it.

End of story.

Hope you've had a great day!!!

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Hammered Aluminum Love

I love me some hammered aluminum. It's one of the things I like to collect. Yeah, what isn't you ask? Wellllllll, I don't collect Hummels (does anyone still collect them?)

Anywayyyyyyyyyy


When I opened my email from GadgetSponge this morning, HORRORS! but what did I see? An aluminum platter made into a bird feeder. Lucky birds. I've seen other pieces where he has used this material as part of his design and I'm always a little hurt that he would do such a thing. Maybe under all that seed it's really scratched up which would make it less desirable for anyone to own and use. Yeah, that's what I'll think, he just uses beat up pieces. But, alas, I know the truth. I'll just have to hoard all that I can find in my neck of the woods. 

Ha Ha -- kidding. 

Yes, really I am.

Really. 

Happy Sunday!! 

No healthy smoothie for me this morning (yet) I'm starting it off with a cafe mocha. Chocolatey coffee whipped cream sugary delight....on an empty stomach...what the heck, I can, it's Sunday. Of course, I'll have a sugar caffeine crash in about a half hour. LOL

Like I said, "Happy Sunday!" The sun is out, the wind is not blowing and it might even make it to 40 degrees today. 

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Roger Got A Haircut

Oh, he's more handsome now than ever!


Lucy Goes Home


Little Lucy had visitors today and they took her with them when they left. She will now reside in Maine and have a 4.5 lb. Yorkie sibling named Muffy.

I know she will be fine. She will acclimate and see her new owners as her safe keepers. She was just starting to show her personality and spunk. She looked at me as her safety zone. She didn't even go near the visitors until I handed her over and she looked at me like, "what the f? what are you doing? I'm not going with this guy!" It broke my heart seeing that scared look on her face. 99% of the time, the foster dogs are out the door and they don't look back. Then there's that one percent that looks at you with pleading eyes. I know she will be fine, it's a very very nice family, so I keep telling myself this. She didn't want to be left here when she was dropped off and she wouldn't come near me for a week. She will be fine. Really, she will, they always are. But that little face looking at me like that...it's embedded in my mind. I must focus on these pictures...





because it pains me and brings tears to my eyes if I don't. Actually, I get teary looking at the pictures, too. I think I got a little attached to her. Protective.


When I told R. this story, of course I teared up, and, of course he said, "you are not doing this anymore if it effects you like this." yeah, OK, whatever you say Mr. Man. He knew he was talking out loud for nothing. :)

I will go through this again when Roger goes. He's become a part of us. Well, that's if he ever gets adopted. Not quite sure why it's not happened yet, he's a great dog.