photo update on the pottery front.....

can't blog long, pots dying and class unplanned as of yet.........
but I do have some photos
and if I can make them appear here in a timely manner......

back with a twist.

Hello all of you out there in the blogesphere! It sure has been a long time. There have been many changes and many twists and turns in the last couple of years,some good, some bad, some just there. Lizzies yarns has moved folks, yup, we are now country folk, with chickens, and a fantastic view of the beautiful Mira river on Cape Breton Island. And it sure has been a while since I had a ball of yarn and some knitting needles in my hands. I did venture into a yarn store recently, and came out with a sock pattern, and some needles, and NO YARN. yup I was so very proud of myself, I cast on the first sock, and knit one row. This took me several hours, as I had help from a not quite two year old, and stimulating entertainment from a five year old doing an interpretive dance to the philedelphia chickens. Being the smart woman I am, I decided that maybe the socks could wait, and I could get some dishes done instead. This was a much more productive use of my time.
These days Ihave spent much of my time making pottery. I am designing a new line and am very pleased so far, I will post up some pictures as soon as I find the camera.
well cheers for now
lizzie

Happy New Year !Back to Work, With a Vengeance

Well Christmas is over, and the fun has begun. With two pregnant nieces and some serious creativity bursting forth in my house, production of cute little shoes and such has begun. The front beam of my loom is lined up with wee little felt booties. Miss India has been needle felting and sewing up a storm. When I find a camera I will snap some photos they truly are quite something.
My personal creativity is being channeled in a new non fibre direction briefly. I am painting. I have not painted in eons. But I have the canvass, I have the paint, and I have a goal. I am donating a painting to a silent auction raising money for kids music lessons. The last auction ended in December and was quite successful. Mason is to be the lucky recipient of six months of bagpipe lessons. Thanks to the talented staff of Isaac's Way Restaurant. I think it is a particularly good cause, and am kind of excited to be doing it. Hopefully I can get something decent on the canvass, and quick before I get too nervous to do it. I think it'll be a mixed media sort of thing, less daunting than just painting, painting intimidates me to no end. It really feels like reaching outside the box for me, challenging my comfort zone. It will probably be a good thing for me, I have holed up inside my comfortable space for the last year, recovering from life wounds, and getting my head securely attached. I have not pushed my creative self beyond healing and self examination.I feel like with this new year, I will be able to push down some barriers, and make real art for the first time in a long,long time.
I have spent most of the past year, working at getting my life together, recovering from a few horrible years of personal trials, and am slowly but surely moving forward. I have spent a lot of time by myself exploring, and strengthening my purpose It was something I needed to do by and for myself. I believe I am stronger for it, and healthier. I am getting ready to enter the real world again, move amongst the people, and make more art. I am still broke as hell, in debt up the ying yang, still working two part time jobs and still searching for a nine to fiver, but I feel a wee tad better about it all.

Weaving again

Well after the move from hell last year, I kind of faded away into the land of job hunting, travelling to see long lost friends and basically recovering from the shock of it all. But just a few short weeks ago, I bravely attacked the pile of sticks in my living rommm and lo and behold a loom rose forth from tha carnage.
it is being warped this very weekend. Second warping in two weeks.
I have already warped some cards and am weaving some bookmarks with messages on em. I missed my yarn SOOOOOO much. First on the loom is going to be some mixed warp scarves, then on to some lovely little chenille bath mits. I will definately post photos of the progress.
Ta for now, off to send more resumes.

Loss of a Friend. Charlotte Glencross

We say goodbye this week to a wonderful friend, tireless advocate for the Arts, and extremely talented artist. She will be sadly missed. Charlotte touched so many lives during her career as both artist and advocate. her work to bring the Charlotte Street art centre to life was only one of the many wonderful contributions she made to the arts community in Fredericton.
Rest well Charlotte, be at peace I for one will miss you and your vibrant personality.

packing over Cristmas is hell

how the BLEEP did I accumulate all of this crap. I have a closing Date of January the 8th. And eleven years of crap to move before then. Oh and a place to move into. One that won't Break the bank, and I won't hate within six months. I never want to move again.
I have been packing it all on my own. With the exception of Joe taking apart all the beds and hauling them down to a reasonably accessible space, I have been sorting and heaving on my own. It is very cathartic. And an incredibly huge job. Nasty even.
I am going to be so glad when it is over. My house is a sea of laundry, and boxes. oh, and PILES OF USELESS CRAP!!!!!!
The kids left about half an hour ago to hang out with thier dad, I am spending the evening at a friends place doing laundry and toasting the tree. Tomorrow is the marathon packing and chucking session. Just me and a 100 pack of garbage bags, no kids to plead with me, no guilt over silly sentiment just HEAVE HO.
I had a little meltdown today over the change in the closing date, the incredible lack of money in my life and the stress of the first offer being so sketchy. The new offer is better, but I am just sick that there might be something that will cause a snag. I think this is the most stressfull thing I have ever done. But I guess it will all be over soon. January 8 is the day I am going to relax and take a deep breath, then start my christmas shopping. Boy oh boy are we ever in for a nice Christmas in January.

the waiting game

I got an offer on my house. It certainly was quick, and quite shocking. It did not even have a sign up, and hadn't yet hit the MLS lists. Damn my realtor had not even stepped into the place to do the write up. The offer was really close to what I was asking, so I guess I can't complain. So now we go the rounds of inspectors and finance etc. And then the fun of house hunting, and cleaning out eleven years of accumulated CRAP.
I am an artist. We artists tend to collect stuff. A lot of stuff. Way more stuff than we will ever use. oh. and I was married to an artist who also collected stuff. and left it behind. My sister suggested a dumpster. She may not be far off the mark.
Now I need to gather forth my minions to sort and chuck and otherwise purge my life of the unneccesary bits and pieces. I am not strong enough to pull it off alone.
I am hoping all goes well with the sale, the buyer wants to close on the 28th, and I want to be in a place with my kids by Christmas. What are the chances???
pray it all goes well will ya? I certainly could use a good luck break.