Just Under the Wire

Thanks to positive critique from some new artist friends, I quickly (finally!) finished this painting of a cedar waxwing, my favorite bird, and took it in for framing.  I hope all birds, everywhere, find themselves in bountiful settings.  As a matter of fact, my wishes to all for peace and plenty in your lives.

Desperately Seeking Santa

Emerald City Skyline and Jean D

Photo by my son Jacob.  I think he has a pretty good eye!

Beginning Weaving

Six weeks ago I began a weaving class at the Artful Ewe Annex in Port Gamble with Marcia Adams.  What a great experience!  This is a section of the first sampler.  It was so fun to actually weave these twill patterns once I finally got the loom warped.  That was very challenging but this cotton was much easier to work with than the wool that followed in the next project.

Here is the very beginning section of my final sampler.    The white at the bottom is toilet paper, used to keep the warp threads straight.  Any kind of filler can be used.  Both warp and weft are wool.  This sampler continued for almost two yards in length.  I learned five more twill patterns, each one more complicated.  Fortunately, weaving is easy to re-do when mistakes are caught!

This is the final section of that sampler.  It could be a small wall hanging or part of a bag or ???  ideas welcome.  The four middle sections were laundered in different ways to see how much shrinkage was involved, so I have two much smaller pieces that were felted, one by hand and one in the washing machine.  That one really fuzzed up.  Two other sections looks the same -- one was just steam pressed and the other washed in warm water (that one shrank about 7% in length only).

The table loom I was using took up a lot of room on our dining room table so if I continue with weaving, I'll take advantage of the opportunity to rent a floor loom at the weaving annex and go there on weekends and work under Marcia's expert eye.

Fried Green Tomatoes -- well, not quite . . . .

A beautiful yellow squash grown by my good friend Nancy covered for the green tomatoes.  Sliced into half inch rounds and liberally salted, it began sweating while I prepared the rest of the essential ingredients.

An egg and about a half cup of milk (should've been buttermilk for true Southern tradition) in a bowl, flour mixed with cajun seasoning on a plate and cornmeal and Panko bread crumbs on another plate

the stage was set.  After wiping beads of moisture from the salted surfaces, the dipping and dredging began.  First the flour/cajun seasoning mixture, then the egg/milk, then the bread crumb/cornmeal and then

into the hot oil in a big skillet.  What a delicious meal with a green salad and a glass of Merlot!  Who knew  fried yellow squash could taste so good!

Here's a little guilty secret:  I made a crepe from the leftover egg/milk and flour and rolled it up with blackberries.  It was very ugly but the very first bite confirmed my hunch:  the combination of salt, spice and sweet along with all the little crispy debris was sensational!