quilting, mosaicing, painting, and other adventures in making


Stick Puppets with Kindergarteners

This is the stick puppet project we did in in 3rd quarter. I love kindergarteners – so fearless – and they enthusiastically jump right in and do art! Thought I’d feature some of their adorable puppets; they all did such a fantastic and individualistic job. (I did the assembling and attaching the sticks, and used fasteners to make their arms and legs moveable.)


To make the puppet heads, we used a product called Sculpt-a-Mold; some kind of pulp with glue powder, I suppose. When you got it wet it became sticky and gooey and a mess to work with! But they did it. I made a few extra heads and that was a good thing, since we had new kids come into the school, plus I did several make-up classes for the kids absent for the part where we made the heads – so we had just enough heads for everyone – all 25 kids made finished puppets. I’m so proud of them; they always rise to any occasion and continually impress and amaze me.








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This is a test. This is only a test.

Ha ha – what if at the end of your life you receive this message – that your life was only a test? Is the test pass/fail? Can you flunk out of life? Get honors for a life well lived? Who gets to rate your life?

Well… this IS a test to see if I could post a durned photo on the “new improved” unfamiliar format! Test….Nope! Only worked on the “old” format. Anyone else have this problem with the new format, or a computer this old that can only do pictures on the old format?



Anyway – this is a small wall hanging I made back in fall quilt camp; not a quilt exactly, but hey – I sewed something. Another craft project, another sugar skull. Sorry for the poor photo quality. I’m still afraid of Free Motion Quilting. Mostly I use a walking foot. Lately I just want to hand quilt or tie my quilts and avoid the issue altogether.



This year has put me – all of us on this planet – through so many changes so far… some personal changes, as well as global. Lots of losses – starting with the death of the iconic David Bowie, and some people I really liked and loved. Loss of the wildness around our quickly burgeoning, almost unrecognizable town. Lots of letting go, and lots more to come – and grateful for every day still alive on this beloved earth, despite it all.

I’ve been photographing various things that capture my attention, including the forests and wilder sights in or near town – soon to be lost to more greed-fueled development of Air B & Bs, condos for people’s 3rd and 4th homes, and “vacay” rentals, while the workers leave in droves – unaffordable to live here or buy food here or anything else – no rental housing for year round locals anymore. Buying “real estate” is now only for the rich. Houses sit empty most or all of the year. They are not homes; they are golden cash cows.

Almost all of the wildness is gone in and around town.  So much accelerated destruction and development. So while what little wildness left, however fleetingly, I am out trying to enjoy and appreciate the rich, complex, and interdependent worlds within worlds contained in forest and wetland ecosystems, watersheds and tidepools, even while knowing the inevitable what’s “coming soon” – and wondering how we can collectively stop the greed and pillage of nature, and get back to protecting and revering all life, wherever we are, and stop consuming until there is nothing left. You can’t put back mature forest ecosystems once they’re gone, while we’re still insisting that there is no climate change.

I have been so fortunate to live here when things were different. That only contributes to the sadness I now feel, almost unrelentingly. I don’t want to take antidepressants like everyone else I know seems to be doing – I feel that depression is a symptom of the times – to be lived through and learned from, individually AND collectively – since in the USA, at least, we seem collectively depressed – and I personally think the reason for this is free market capitalism and rampant consumerism and greed of the few top dogs trickling down to affect the many. Every day I pray for the awakening of myself and my species, and for the youth and children now and to come, that they may know the beauty of this earth, and do everything to preserve it, and care for it, and for each other.

Soon, I promise – this blog will focus on happier things again – crafting! – and some gardening. I can’t get any new photos to upload, but as soon as I can get help from support, I’ll be back with some pictures of some things I crafted in the last year or so.