In addition to the usual May end of term events, the past days saw the following activity, in no particular order:
Office relocating - two of them plus three other rooms - for major renovation project;
Unpacking the office filled with storage moving crates - which resulted in looking like a cross between being in a giant Lego and being in an organized episode of Hoarders;
Graduation preparations, two sets;
Quilt making, one gift from start to finish;
Flower planting at the cemetery for Memorial Day;
Salad making, all sorts;
Road tripping with a couple teenagers, complete with a game of Botticelli and a whole lot of Rihanna;
Knitting on the road, xxx yards into a sweater and half a sock;
Registering for conferences;
Organizing workshops;
Making lists;
Crossing off lists;
House hunting;
Freaking out about house hunting;
Getting ready to decide I can't move this summer;
And getting ready to try catching up on sleep and laundry and cleaning and everything that was abandoned for the last several months.
Hello, June!
Showing posts with label theatre blather. Show all posts
Showing posts with label theatre blather. Show all posts
01 June 2012
28 November 2011
Rhinos in Process
Among the projects that have kept me busy lately:
These were still in progress, at the time of this impromptu photo romp.
Wire hangers of varying sizes and configurations for the armature.
You can tell they're not done yet, because horn application is in varied states. We made two-horned rhinos. Nine of them.
T-shirt yarn - some overdyed from chain mail knitting some years ago. Some of varying grey and kindred tones from additional cannibalized shirts. When done, we did some fabric overpainting. And we added eyes.
Guess whose tshirt drawer was thinned out a little extra? Win and win.
These were still in progress, at the time of this impromptu photo romp.
Wire hangers of varying sizes and configurations for the armature.
You can tell they're not done yet, because horn application is in varied states. We made two-horned rhinos. Nine of them.
T-shirt yarn - some overdyed from chain mail knitting some years ago. Some of varying grey and kindred tones from additional cannibalized shirts. When done, we did some fabric overpainting. And we added eyes.
Guess whose tshirt drawer was thinned out a little extra? Win and win.
13 November 2011
04 November 2011
Knitting for Plays
I am a dork. Let it be said.
I'm now knitting another costume piece.
Urban Rustic gloves (pattern from Knitty)
from some very old stash wool
The pair will serve as another costume piece for an upcoming play. Actors are being asked to talk with us about what their characters would wear. We couldn't find gloves that were crude enough for one character without being fingerless. "I'm a survivor," she said. "I'd have the tips of my fingers covered."
FAST knit. Knitting up on 11's, and truthfully would be a lousy pair of gloves for serious warmth. Too loose for real winter. Still, they're a look that seems to work well for the occasion.
The costume shawls of previous posts - both in the same production. And one of the actors decided her character activity is knitting. Because of that, she picked the beige costume shawl made a couple years ago out of the shawl bin samples I pulled for her. As her knitting prop she is currently using a project she started a long time ago. Have to go stash diving quickly for a suitable knitting prop for her, as her current project is pretty pristine.
I am a dork. I am so amused.
I hope to be done tomorrow. What will amuse me then?
I'm now knitting another costume piece.
Urban Rustic gloves (pattern from Knitty)
from some very old stash wool
The pair will serve as another costume piece for an upcoming play. Actors are being asked to talk with us about what their characters would wear. We couldn't find gloves that were crude enough for one character without being fingerless. "I'm a survivor," she said. "I'd have the tips of my fingers covered."
FAST knit. Knitting up on 11's, and truthfully would be a lousy pair of gloves for serious warmth. Too loose for real winter. Still, they're a look that seems to work well for the occasion.
The costume shawls of previous posts - both in the same production. And one of the actors decided her character activity is knitting. Because of that, she picked the beige costume shawl made a couple years ago out of the shawl bin samples I pulled for her. As her knitting prop she is currently using a project she started a long time ago. Have to go stash diving quickly for a suitable knitting prop for her, as her current project is pretty pristine.
I am a dork. I am so amused.
I hope to be done tomorrow. What will amuse me then?
24 June 2011
Knitting Summer
Practicing slowing down.
Visiting friends.
Remembering I cook.
Walking.
Getting rid of stuff.
Thinking about blogs and letters.
Going to a few plays.
Oh. Look at the time. I better not slow down now. Curtain waits for no slowpoke.
Visiting friends.
Remembering I cook.
Walking.
Getting rid of stuff.
Thinking about blogs and letters.
Going to a few plays.
Oh. Look at the time. I better not slow down now. Curtain waits for no slowpoke.
21 February 2011
This is where ultimatums lead.
Sure, I'm done counting. BIG TALK.
Never slap down ultimatums, I say.
I did have one more thing to toss into my list. I have a great birthday tradition.
On many of my recent birthdays I've been able to see a really good play. It's usually a really dark play. Uncle Vanya. A really dark Little Eyolf - seen in London, even. This pleases me.
This year I was even treated to the play.
I went to Steppenwolf to see Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf.
Chris Jones says this. Sometimes I think he's too fussy, but he gets to be. It's his job. It's still a treat for me. Even if it is part of my job.
I liked the play even more than Mr. Jones did. I heard Amy Morton's Martha and Tracy Lett's George say things I'd forgotten and find notes I'd never heard before, and I love the play.
Okay. 18. I fibbed. and 19. LOVELY dinner with great people before the play.
What's a line in the sand worth if you don't sometimes push it?
Never slap down ultimatums, I say.
I did have one more thing to toss into my list. I have a great birthday tradition.
On many of my recent birthdays I've been able to see a really good play. It's usually a really dark play. Uncle Vanya. A really dark Little Eyolf - seen in London, even. This pleases me.
This year I was even treated to the play.
I went to Steppenwolf to see Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf.
Chris Jones says this. Sometimes I think he's too fussy, but he gets to be. It's his job. It's still a treat for me. Even if it is part of my job.
I liked the play even more than Mr. Jones did. I heard Amy Morton's Martha and Tracy Lett's George say things I'd forgotten and find notes I'd never heard before, and I love the play.
Okay. 18. I fibbed. and 19. LOVELY dinner with great people before the play.
What's a line in the sand worth if you don't sometimes push it?
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