Category: ‘Inspiration’
Joy. It’s a state of mind.
Thursday, April 12th, 2012I’m an eternal optimist. A glass half full kinda gal. A believer of Joyfulness. Always have been. Always hope to be. Yes, I know, hope is not a strategy. It is a state of mind. Optimism, joyfulness and hope that is. So what do they have to do with the serious radio silence?
A. lot.
Let’s just say my eternal optimism took a brief sabbatical. We parted company around December. ‘Bout the time I had to help a client place its U.S. operations on hold and wind down the office, which included myself and others. I’ve been on a personal journey of rediscovering all of them since that completed in January. I’m happy to report. The are back! Optimism, Joy and Hope. They were helped along by friends (near and far!), T, family and an amazing eBook by local Portland artist, Kelly Rae Roberts, Flying Lessons: Tips + Tricks to Help Your Creative Business Soar.
While I will continue to look for work and do consulting work with amazing people, I had an epiphany that its essential for me to begin to really honor my love and passion for my creative textiles endeavors. And no, Nihon Vogue doesn’t count these days. That’s work. Love it. But its work!
I realized in the last months I’ve missed the creative flow that designing knitting and Art Quilts evoke for and in me. The process of dreaming, sketching and creating actually informs all parts of my life, including my love of creating with words. Would it be kitschy to say, that when it all comes together, I feel absolute Joy! (OK, maybe a bit. Kitschy.). But it’s true. It does.
Welcome. Back. Joy.
The last several weeks of evenings and weekends have been filled walking down the professional crafter side of me: I’ve been swatching, creating, and designing something fierce. I’m also working on a new brand identity for The Studio. One that’s a bit more hip, modern, free flowing and fun. I don’t think I’ll pursue this passion full-time in the near fun, but I can do it at a pace that suits me, in the time that works for me.
Below are some sneak peaks of what’s been inspiring me in Portland and The Studio.
Into the New Year
Friday, January 6th, 2012The first week of 2012 has been um, not fun. One I hope that is NOT indicative of the year to come.
The household went down for the count the morning after Christmas. A combination of food poisoning and wicked stomach flu (combined) and a chest infection, T with the food poisoning and stomach flu and me with the chest infection. Oh joy! Picked up the stomach flu Monday. Needless to say we had a very quiet New Years. Light dinner and a movie, at home.
Today is the first day I actually feel decent. Good thing as I have to head to Seattle this afternoon for my Nihon Vogue course. And no I did not get as much knitting done as I would have liked, but I make progress.
The first week of detox has been a lot easier than it normally is. Thankfully I only had the caffeine headache Day 2 & 3. I have discovered that I crave sugar when I’m bored. Go figure.
I leave you with a bit of what I have been doing while on the couch. Getting the mood board, fibers, some swatching and sketching as the Spring/Summer designs come together. It’s all about baby steps. Ok, maybe no photos. Files to big and I’m out of time. More next time.
Inspiration
Friday, December 2nd, 2011I’ve always been fascinated by what inspires people. The outdoors? Science? Trees? Color? Someone recently asked me, what inspires me? I had to think about it actually. After some thought, I would have to say it’s a multitude of places and things that have evolved from my earliest memories to now. It’s usually the sea, wide-open spaces, gardens, architecture and entryways. Which, when I think about it is what I love period. The sea, wide-open spaces, gardens, architecture and entryways.
I spent my early, early years (until I was about 7) in close proximity to the ocean, either on it (literally) or a stone through away from it or in the mountains of the Little Cottonwood Canyon in Utah. In the summer, both had endless blue skies and depending on the location the lap of the ocean on a hull and the constant crashing, curl of the waves on the sand or the babbling of a brook and songbirds next to our tent/van. In the winter the wail of the fog horn and tug boats or the absolute quiet on the mountain of snow falling and trees sighing in the breeze.
I came to appreciate wide-open spaces when we moved from the coast of California to the wide open prairies of Texas. In ’72 Dallas and the outlying areas were not what they are now.
Adulthood saw me fall in love with pretty much all things urban. The old, the new. You name it. I love it. It probably didn’t hurt that the first City I fell in love with was Boston, the second is a close tie between Edinburgh and London, with San Francisco rounding it out. I’ve managed to live in or around three of the four and feel pretty blessed that I still have the opportunity to visit and spend time in City’s around the world. I never tire of walking, running and exploring them in the wee hours of the morning, during the day or at night.
These days I make my home in Portland, Oregon and consider myself luck. I have a City atmosphere in Portland, the ocean less than two hours away and the open, high dessert less than four hours away and an airport 20 minutes away. Pretty nifty for a women that loves the outdoors and traveling!
Here are some of my favorite photos, from a bit of everywhere I’ve been this year, that are inspiring me these days.
It’s Spring Cleaning In Fall
Saturday, November 26th, 2011I’ve been pretty silent on the blog front this year. I’ve been reflecting on a lot of things and felt that quiet was better than too much. I’m a bit of an introvert and sensitive to the power of the internet and words. I firmly believe some things in life are meant to bubble inside vs. full on public. At least for me.
All in all, it’s been a big year since last Thanksgiving. I sold my home, moved in with T. Then we moved again in the Spring to a larger rental. Began Nihon Vogue Level II. Moved my home office into a offsite studio/office as the marketing and sales side of the business grew. And started to sell my designs as kits and patterns as well as started teaching again.
As we head into the New Year, T and I our tackling our spring-cleaning this fall. We’ve been ruthlessly selling furniture that’s been sitting in the basement for six months. We’ve agreed that we’re never going to use much of it, so why not pass it on to someone that will. We’ve each parted with some things near and dear to our hearts as we’ve combined households. I’ve sold the drafting table and chair to a Graduate Architecture student for less than a tank of gas, but the look on his face was worth it!
PS: I kept the light. PPS: Old home office.
T has sold his beloved couch so that I can actually sit on a couch and enjoy the living room with him. My dining table set is on Craigslist as is my box spring for the bed. It’s all good.
I’m also ruthlessly purging my book collection to be taken to Powell’s resale. I’ve been noting what I really use as reference material or go back to time-after-time for design inspiration and perspective. I think I’m almost on the last load.
I’ve also been rethinking my work space at home. It’s in its second phase after this weekend. One more phase to go. No major changes at this stage, just some small additions. I’m really enjoying a minimalist feel and want to keep it that way.
We moved the couch that was against this wall out to the Living Room. I then moved these two bookshelves from the opposite wall so that I can walk into my studio and be inspired the minute I set foot into it. This photo was taken before the most recent book purge. I’ve opened up several new cubicles and brought my fabric and yarns I’m swathcing with out in the open. Very Feng Shui.
Moving the two book shelves opened up a 12-foot wall. I’ve ordered a Linen Pinboard system to hang on the open space next to the door. I miss having a space to pin swatches and work in progress to see what is what. I’ll move the retro original cigarette ad print above my desk when it arrives. Yes, we have a lot of books. Many I inherited or have collected over the last two decades. Some are also T’s. We truly use them all.
We moved this four foot butcher block table up from downstairs to serve as an office desk/sewing table until the six foot birch butcher block table as soon as it’s in stock at IKEA. Given our space issues, I’ll swap out the sewing machine for the laptop as needed. I placed the table next to the window for lots of light. I’m thinking to keep the space above the desk clean, with just the print above it. Any big projects for cutting will be done on the floor or moved out to our 12 foot long dining room table.
I’ve also been going through closets for clothes for Goodwill and yarn (I don’t have much) to be gifted to friends. The left over will go to several shelters that supply the homeless with yarn to knit and crotchet with.
Work wise, we’re gearing up for 2012 planning and setting goals and finalizing contracts. Always a good feeling. I anticipate it will be another tough year.
I also feel incredibly fortunate that T continues to support this journey and starting a business during such difficult times. The fact that I’ve completely taken over the second bedroom for a home creative/work space with his help is priceless..
I’m also actively taking time to thoughtfully work on Nihon Vogue; exploring my own design process (and recording it) and work on new knitting patterns and ideas with fabric for 2012. I’ll be launching some new designs here at Urban Fiber, The Studio in 2012 that I’m really excited about. I’ll also be getting back into actively tracking and sharing my Nihon Vogue and teaching and design experience with words in 2012.. Something I’ve not honored for a good couple of years now. It’s time to get back on that wagon.
That’s all for now. I need to get back to finishing up the closet purge and organizing.
Inspiration and a Dream
Friday, March 25th, 2011I’m a huge fan of folk and junk art. Good junk art. And in moderation. My first memories of this form of art comes from spending my formative years in Texas and parts of the South. I remember finding small towns, poking in antique shops and open markets. I’ve always, always been amazed at how artists see and then build a piece of art. Especially if it’s functional. What does that have to do with dreaming and inspiration?
I’ve been dreaming that one day I’ll be able to attend an event called the Doo-Nanny in Alabama with my girlfriend Anya. What do the two have in common? As best I can recollect, just about everything. It’s a southern (yes that’s important) road side art festival that’s turned into a wonderful collection of people meeting to buy, sell and tell a yarn and listen to music. What’s not to love about that? I can just see it in my minds eye. Anya and I sittin’ in two lawn chairs, drinking, knitting or hand sewing and just plain soakin’ it in. Maybe doin’ some buyin’. I mean it is an art festival after all.
One day.
For inspiration check out this video essay on etsy about Butch Anthony and his Folk Art Compound.
Butch Anthony’s Alabama Folk Art Compound
Pretty cool huh?











