Onward

I often see yarn in the craft section of Goodwill or other thrift stores. Sometimes it’s with a WIP, other times it still has the original label and appears to have never been used. For the record, I shop at thrift stores regularly and do not suffer from the “ick” feeling mentioned in Darleen’s post (link below). I almost always wash the clothing I buy, but admittedly steer clear of underwear,…

Commissions and special orders? I'm usually hesitant to agree to a special order because of one bad experience. This time, however, everything turned out great. Here's my story and a couple of links.

If you need a easy-to-make crochet bag, you may want to check out these patterns. A great on-the-go project for yourself, friends, or random folks!

Life through the artist's eye or learning to really see. Random thoughts and advice from the experts.

“Write the story that you were always afraid to tell. I swear to you that there is magic in it, and if you show yourself naked for me, I’ll be naked for you. It will be our covenant.” — Dorthy Allison OK, Dorothy, here I go Today over pancakes, I was regaling my husband with one of my many regrets and less-than-great moments. I can’t even remember what it was about, but he is used to this from…

Here's my latest blog post. A quick detour from crochet to another "hobby"--travel.

Writing regularly is a discipline like any other craft. Making time, sitting without inspiration, and plunging ahead with few ideas is the name of the game. Will it be perfect? No. Publishable, not likely. Yet, we still have to carry on and see what happe

Hello friends! Finally got motivated to work on an old post. Hope you find it interesting.

One of my favorite Buddhist teachers – Pema Chodron – talks about meeting your edge again and again. This refers to all the times we struggle through fear, discomfort, self-loathing, anger–you name it. The things that keep us awake at night, asleep during the day and anxious about who we are. Sometimes it’s messy, confusing and painful to be fully present in our own lives.  I’m not saying I am…