
Happy Mother’s Day to all who mother, whether their charges want the mothering or not.
I didn’t think I had a style as an artist, but I seem to really like balancing negative space.

Happy Mother’s Day to all who mother, whether their charges want the mothering or not.
I didn’t think I had a style as an artist, but I seem to really like balancing negative space.
I had my first encounter with textured metallic vinyl for my electric cutter. My youngest wanted new bookmark/ornaments for teacher appreciation week and I thought using the gold vinyl would look great for lettering and stars. I did look up what settings other crafters used to cut the vinyl so cut cleanly on the first pass (on my CRICUT air: Vinyl + setting and a deep cut blade. (Note: cutting cleanly on a first attempt with a new material is almost unheard of, it was a deceptive introduction.))
I find it easiest to weed the cuts (take out the bits you don’t want) using a metal pick, and then use a larger waste part as a sticky holder for the smaller fiddly waste parts.

Weeding was a little fiddly, but not terrible. The terrible part came when I placed the transfer sheet on the cuts. The purpose of the transfer sheet is the hold the cut vinyl from the front so the nice layout is preserved and you can then move the cut vinyl to the final project location. Transfer sheets are usually clear sticky film with grid lines. The textured metallic vinyl doesn’t like to stick to the transfer sheet. It would much rather stick to my fingers or the pick or really anything other than the transfer paper.

The first transfer was a complete disaster and I ended up with most of the letters stuck to my fingers and had to place each individual component onto the back of the printed circles by eye. It was readable, but not neat. I then took more time peeling off the backing paper, bending it sharply back, and using the metal tool to detach the letters.

The transfer sheet and vinyl didn’t stick well, but the transfer sheet loved the card stock and if I used any pressure at all, the top layer of the cardstock would come away with the transfer sheet. Ugh. I finished the rest of the lettering by very lightly touching the transfer sheet with its precious cut vinyl cargo to the cardstock to place the letters. It is one of the fiddliest craft things I have done. If I use textured metallic vinyl again, it will be large cutouts, rather than small letters.
The teacher gifts came out well. I designed the graphic to my youngest’s specifications in adobe Illustrator, printed on recycled card stock, cut the circles with a blue diode laser cutter, put the “from” information on the back with vinyl (this was the time suck), laminated the circles, punched a hole, and added a rainbow tassel.

I tried again with the ombre brioche cowl, after I bound off my first botched attempt. This time instead of working from the inside and outside of the commercial pull skein, I divided the yarn into two nostepinne wound balls.


Because each ball will slowly change color as I knit, I marked ball “B” with a blue stitch marker so I could keep track of which one I was working with.

Brioche takes longer because each row is passed over twice: once to knit every other stitch, once to purl every other stitch, slipping the unstitched loops with an added yarn over, but I am quite pleased with the way the color changes play against each other in the fabric.

In June of 2017 I did a small carving of a dog from a stick of basswood.

What I like about this carving is that from one side it looks like a lazy dog, but the back leg is not splayed. It is positioned under the body, ready to spring to action.

The quick brown fox would not jump over this deceptively lazy dog.
The flower bed in the back yard where I put more of the Gregg’s mistflower filled dirt had sprouted the native flower, along with a bunch of oxalis.

I’m rather excited to see what happens with this terrace. We won’t mow it, but let the plants continue undisturbed. My hope is that this will be a good location for the mist flower and we will be able to see the clouds of butterflies from our kitchen window.