I am in the studio… it is about 10:30 and hot. Way too hot to stand over a kettle… but stand over the kettle I did.

This helped a lot (thank you ginga!)

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Excuse the crappy cell phone pic… the camera is at home.

So.. I am a little tired and very hot… I feel a philosophical post coming on. Something about the music and the vibe in my studio clears my head.

Stitch by stitch I am crawling towards this life as a fiber artist. I am really trying to find a balance in my life. I have the real job that fades in and out of my periphery.. my family and this dyeing life. I knit a lot, but not as much as I’d like to. I dye a lot, but not as much as I’d like to. I work a hell of a lot.. much more than I ever anticipated. I feel that my brain is constantly thinking about yarn, color, accounts, orders, and deadlines.

(so much to say… so much to say… so much to say… )

I am trying to do a lot of things… and do them all well. I am hoping that parts of my life will wait for me to be ready for them… but you never can tell. My kid is sprouting up like a weed and I hope he feels like he has my attention. Because… as much as I obsess about the yarn… I do it double time about him. My baby has grown into a little boy that can recognize Orioles players and clearly state that he wants to shred it on the ramp with “da big boys” and has a “bad elbow wike Adam Wowen” of the Orioles. The other day in the car he told me that they were both out for the season.

This life feels like it is on fast forward all the time. The shifter is stuck in overdrive. I am hoping that I can slow down at some point… but that does not look like it is a reality for the next year.

I know.. call the waaaambulance… I really am very grateful that things are taking off. I just wish there was a clearer deliniation between work/dyeing/home. The crazy thing is… I bet  I would be miserable if it was easy.

Looks like it is storming outside… I am hoping that the heat will  give way to a more suitable temp. I would take the high 80’s over 90’s any day..Baltimore gets sticky and agitated over the heat…. it filters into every part of your existance.

Nite folks… hope it is cool where you are!