As is the tradition, the first picture posted with my new phone is of my cat. She is unimpressed by this phone; any phone. I an still figuring it out. All I know so far is that I miss my iPhone's camera something fierce.
You've heard of Indian Summer, right? A last burst of warm weather when you think you've gotten into autumn properly? We seem to be having some kind of Indian Winter. Things have been lovely and warm and sunny, but today? Snow. Tomorrow? Snow. Later? Wind. Rain. Assorted non-spring meteorology.
So it goes, as K.V. has said.
Fortunately, I've been up to my eyeballs in studio work, and also fortunately have not yet pulled the winter coat off the studio. If I had, it would be TOO COLD to do all the things.
Currently in progress are:
That last one doesn't sound as interesting as some of the others, I realize, but when that happens, it will mean I have a working phone again. This will mean I am available to several channels of contact not currently available, and also that I will be able to make and post photos very conveniently again.
This past weekend was spent at Albuquerque Exotic Woods, lending a hand with their Demo Days weekend event. This page describing the event will soon be replaced with pictures of those things, and I am hoping to fill up their FB and Flickr streams with similar. It was fun, and a LOT of good info was dispensed. Also, I got to meet and get to know some super cool artisans I don't usually interact with, and hatch some schemes for further world domination arrangements.
The photo at the top of this post is one of several I took in researching this article from The Weekly Alibi.
Today I went over to Albuquerque Exotic Woods and spent about 90 minutes filling some great folks in on some of that stuff about scroll saws that everyone who loves their saw knows, but isn't intuitively obvious, or even easy to work out on your own.
Five interested people (and one patient spouse) turned out. One left with a savage headache before we started, and one left a bit early because of another appointment, but the three remaining interested people seemed to get some goodness out of it.
They left with that air of people who need to go home and poke at their scroll saws, which is what I was hoping they would get out of it.
If I had my best-case version of doing that little bit of instruction, I would have had the tv agreeable to showing my slides, and I would have had the sealer on the nearby project cured (instead of stinking), and I would have had the bandsaw NOT running during the thing. But the rest of it was pretty good.
Good group, got comfortable talking with one another pretty quickly, got their burning questions answered. Since they all had scroll saws already, but did not have much in the way of experience, nothing at all in terms of training, they were coming in a little frustrated. I want to believe I helped them burn off at least a little frustration, so they could go back to doing fun stuff.
And now I am home at my kitchen table, painting a print, and listening to the end of John Waters' CARSICK, and thinking about What's Next. Entering shows? Yeah. Making new work? Yeah. Getting stuff framed to show privately? Yup. Writing more hopefully-awesome articles for the local infotainment rag? Awww yeah.
But right now, this minute? Just the paint, and CARSICK, and that Sunday night feeling of calm before some kind of whirlwind.
This week has felt really, really syrupy. As if I can't just move forward, I have to wade. To dog-paddle. Treading water, getting tired, wondering if I will ever get any kind of momentum or traction, or any sense or progress at all.
Maybe it is the weather (achingly springlike), or the best-friend-visit, or all the good food, or maybe being over the hurdle of another birthday, but despite the crazy number of wicks in this candle, I kinda almost sorta feel like I am coming to the last few clicks as the roller coaster rolls up, just before all the laughing screaming hands in the air whoosh! of coming down and heading for the loop.
... and here it is Friday, and I have got this sweet thing up on the wall, plugged in, past the 24 test for exploding components. Taking pictures of stuff that is brilliantly lit from the inside is tricky, by the way. In case you wondered...
Other stuff that got sorted this week include
Probably the lovechild of a three-toed sloth and a busy bee.