Watershed
This is how the Chinese deal with watershed and slope preservation...but I thought it would be cool in a piece of green fabric that I have in my stash....
Art Journey with a Quilty Voice:
I here Voices. The Voices tell me to cut up Fabric. Good Fabric. Into small pieces. Small interesting pieces.
Then the Voices tell me to put them back together again. In interesting ways.
.... I must Obey ....
This is how the Chinese deal with watershed and slope preservation...but I thought it would be cool in a piece of green fabric that I have in my stash....
I have volunteered to be door prize chair at our guild this year. It is a small job, but a fun one. Who doesn't enjoy winning a door prize. I take my resposibility very seriously and hope that everyone will have fun this year. I am also taking on the fat quarter drawing too.
My tapestry has been weaving through all the receipts I collected and inputting them into an extremely innefficient method or reimbursement. Each tiny charged must be calculated individually and entered on its own line, and it must be checked and rechecked by not only me but a least three other people. Who each in turn must also calculate each amount. From .04 to 849.23. Further complication comes from each day the exchange rate changes. It is a hoop I must jump through to recieve the money promised me. My time, however is lost forever.
I spent the whole day, 4th of July, lazin' around and watching trash on TV, mostly Sci-Fi and Style Network. I'd pop my head into my sewing room and turn around. Why did I leave it such a mess? A few months ago I "organized" it and I've never fully recovered from that adventure. Nothing really fit back in like it did before. I have to wait for the spark that will most likely ignite this weekend and I will be rolling again.
A great little tea cup, and I fell in love with tea