Patt with Two T's

 What's been keeping me balanced lately--new creativity finally emerging: IDEA FOR NEW LOGO Inspired by Terri Carol's beautiful focal bead Given a challenge to make a versatile necklace that can incorporate the centerpiece.  Now on sale and in the window at Bare Necessities in Burlingame. Kumihimo bracelet The next part of my Saori weaving (free form).  I'm hoping it instills thoughts of the ocean and mountains and sunsets....   Gearing up for open studios art sale, so next, I need a good picture of my work for the brochure.  That's my weekend project--every year I try something new and have never found one that shows all I do that works for me.

 I had an appointment yesterday to show my work to a woman who's in charge of a gift shop at a new art museum.  She has limited space and only wanted to see a few things.  Since I weave, knit, and make jewelry, I wanted to show her more just hoping she'd find it interesting enough to market.  She did not.   She did take two woven scarves--one of the gorgeous turquoise metallic and beaded scarves and one rayon rose-colored.  She liked the woven and felted purses, but wants them in the fall when she'll make room for them.  No jewelry.  And I made a new piece just to bring in for her to see.   I know I sound a little whiny, but I can't help it.  After being rejected by the first juried show I entered, my ego is a bit deflated.  Plus, I've given out the information to other artists in my group, and their work is all over the gift shop.   I seem to be very good at promoting and helping others, but not so good for myself. ...

  Last night Judith came for dinner and mahjongg.   It was our first regularly-scheduled maj night since Larry died, so very poignant.   Our last date was supposed to be February 16, but he was in the hospital.  As I set up table and got out the set, I started feeling melancholy, and tried not to let my emotions overwhelm me.  I haven't written about losing our dear friend Larry because I feel it is private.  I did post his obituary so our former students would know.  I still do not want to use the blog to write about my feelings, but will say we miss him very much.  As a couple, they were our role models, and she continues to be a role model now.   Judith is a remarkable woman.   One thing we always enjoyed with our friends was hearing their stories of their 52+ years together which kept us laughing.  We have since added our own stories after traveling and spending much time together, and enjoy the memories we've created.  L...

 Excitement was mounting all week for the Maverick's Surf Competition which hadn't happened for 3 years.  They thought they'd have the swells last year, but then didn't call it, but one lone food truck arrived in hopes of catching early gawkers, and I caught up with it.  I was curious because we had just returned from Peru, and this truck specialized in Peruvian sandwiches...so I tried their lomo saltado.  After ordering, I noticed business cards showing their other restaurants, one of which is a local high-end favorite, La Costanera.    I brought it home since I was only 5 minutes away and enjoyed every bite of the delicious meat, coleslaw, and fries on their housemade bread.  An unusually-flavorful sandwich, which I then craved for the next year.  So while everyone else was excited about the surf contest, I was excited to learn the Sanguchon food truck would be back in Princeton!  I posted about it on Facebook and many friends asked ...

  AS I board, I wonder whom my seat-mate will be this time.  I am delayed at the gate due to a missing coupon I wasn’t issued, so the flight is already full.  My seat-mate is engrossed in his book, and doesn’t look up.  I don’t speak either.   Within minutes, he is asleep with his open book on his lap.  I sneak sideways glances, then openly stare and check him out.  He is perhaps a little older than I, nothing particularly inspiring in his looks.  No wedding ring.  Now I wonder about his reading material, but can’t see without leaning over into his space.  He snores quietly.   Because we’re traveling internationally, one could guess a language barrier since he doesn’t talk, but when asked chicken or lasagna, he speaks English as well as I.  At the sound of the food cart, he awakens again, but merely reads until the meal arrives.  I am also reading, but still curious.  We eat in silence, good at ignoring each o...

This is delicious--we started dreaming up new ideas for it, including using celery root, different cheeses, broccoli, etc.  The recipe was in the SF  Chronicle a couple of weeks ago.   And now, trying it for breakfast.

Back when I was young and frilly, I wrote down poems some thought were silly, But persist I did and to some degree, my friends learned more about the real me. Now we're heading to another year, so I've decided to put aside my fears  To write in rhyme when the feeling hits, and find pictures that might even fit. I'm glad to see this year end, with promises of one to commend; 2012 was just all right, though I reached some goals-- looking in hindsight. I did my art almost everyday--knit and weave and with beads did play; Two open studios this year for us, though chairing twice was too much fuss. New CoCA goals this year we'll set, and some new members I know we'll get More shows we'll do to strut our stuff till everyone feels they've sold enough. Some things came to an end this year, like my tenants left and my condo's clear.  That's not good news-- meant much to be done, I worked on it without much fun.  New f...