Today is Halloween, and also my anniversary. It started with the sewer backing up, not a lot of fun. But soon I’m going out for a nice dinner with Mark, and things are getting better.
It’s time for me to write some thank you notes, and as usual I wrote them on postcards I made myself. The first two are thank you’s for Halloween parties, and the last is to let my friend in NYC know that columbine is a pretty flower, and doesn’t really just mean students shooting up a school.
Mark is trying to populate our community with trees, mostly sycamores and maples, so of course this make me planter girl. These are a few of the trees we’ve been planting by the streets of Old Village. I hope they are happy in their new homes.
Since Halloween is coming up, I thought I’d share a picture of my voodoo shrine. I belong to several art groups, and every once in a while we get together and go on retreats, where we just make art. Joan had named us the escape artists. Very fitting name, for it’s our chance to escape from everyday life.
Today is Mark’s birthday. He opened his presents last night, but it was after midnight so it was already his birthday. This morning his friends wished him a happy birthday.
Saturday is my husband Mark’s birthday. It’s pretty difficult getting presents in the house and wrapped when we share the car, all the space in the house, and neither of us ever leaves to go to work, but I managed to get it done. I couldn’t find any cool ribbon in the house, but I think shredded fabric works just fine. Being as his birthday is so close to Halloween, I like the color combination real well.
Yesterday I got together with my friend Julia, and we played with fabric. She is currently working on a Christmas tree skirt made of ties, and I made myself the beginnings of a little purse.
I think I need to add some stuff yet, old pieces of metal, or beads, I’m not quite sure. Julia said it has a third world feel to it, but I think she was talking about the construction, not the design.
The fall leaves are out now, making my morning walk quite beautiful. This is a shot from around my house.
My husband Mark used to play drums for a band called Nightshift about 30 years ago. In the past couple of years the band has reconnected. Last year in October they got together with two other bands from the era, the three bands shared some personnel, and they had a big party/jam session at one of the guy’s house. This year they decided to do it up big and have it at Karl’s Cabin on Gotfredson road in Plymouth. It turned into a huge party, and I think possibly everyone who went to high school in Livonia in the early to mid 70’s was there.
It took tons of organizing on the part of the bands and their friends, but they pulled it off! The place was packed, an absolute zoo, and Karl’s set a personal best for most dinners served in one night. The day started with a phone call letting Mark know that the sound guy bailed. Mark, a former sound guy himself, got on the phone and called everyone he knew or ever heard of, and managed to find a guy who didn’t have a gig Saturday night. Mark went over to Karl’s in the afternoon, said he was coming home to get me, but never made it. Instead, he called needing a certain plug, oh, and no one printed the flyers, could I go back and make those, but it did all come together.
The music of the 70’s isn’t always my favorite, but they did do a lovely version of the Beatles’ “I saw her standing there”, which made me very happy. I was also delighted that so many of our friends showed up. My good buddy Greg Baise was there with his camera, and got some shots. Here are a couple. That’s my sweetie on the drums, I think when all was said and done he was pretty happy up there on the stage!
Thursday my friend Julia and I went to the Nativity Episcopal Church to see an art quilt exhibit called Sacred Space. A friend of ours, Sidney Inch, has a beautiful piece in the exhibit, called Dead River Falls. The center of her piece is a photograph, Sidney’s connection with nature is evident and beautiful. You can visit Sidney’s website here. That woman’s creativity never ceases to amaze. I was very impressed with the entire show, and also with another show called Passion Pilgrimage, that marks the signposts in Jesus’ journey from Passion Sunday to Easter. While the Passion Pilgrimage show was Christian, the Sacred Space show incorporated many beliefs. These works gave you a real insight to each artist. The thought and care put in each piece made for a wonderful exhibit.
I mentioned I had several pieces at the American Sewing Expo a while back, well, my friend Lynn just sent me a photo of the dolls I had on display. Here is that photo.