In the studio today I’m working on The Red Queen sweater – a super-lush all red sweater with red thread. It’s cotton and velour and will be very full and maybe ruffly, it’s too soon to tell. I hope whoever gets this will use their power for good not evil.
“Make a remark,” said the Red Queen; “it’s ridiculous to leave all the conversation to the pudding!”
my hands, changing blades on the industrial serger
I’m used to chopping things up – it’s what I do for a living – but even for me it’s been a big weekend.
In real life I replaced the blades on my industrial serger for the first time. I had already sharpened the old ones (Was that breaking the rules? Well, it worked) so I sort of had an idea how to take things apart in there.
In the gelatinous semi-real world of the internet, ahhhh, that’s where things got messy. I transferred my website to a new host, pretty much deciphered how to update it, started a website overhaul, and almost have my bevy of email addresses sorted back out. Almost.
I also set up a Secret Lentil page on facebook, so if you’re already all facebooky you can become a fan. And, hint hint, you can suggest it to your friends.
Oh, and I set up the blog you are reading right now, which is now part of my website proper. I’m leaving the old blog out there like a carcass on the rocks – I hope that’s the compassionate thing to do.
Speaking of death – and oh yes, there’s a smooth transition – that’s really where all this change started, with a recent family death. After all the tumult and drama and big big sadness it was hard to just sit back down and sew. It made more sense to tear some things apart and build better things in their place, to poke death in the snoot one more time before getting back to normal, back to the calm churning rhythm of my sewing machine that connects everything to everything else: fabric to fabric, death to life, and ultimately, me to you.
