It's okay, they know me here in my little corner of the world. I don't like to come out much, though. You never know what's beyond the door. I don't get many visitors but if they do come, I always ask them if they have any candy before I let them in. And if they say they do, I ask them if it's chocolate because I like chocolate best. Dark chocolate is my favorite. I like the kind with ginger in. Do you have any chocolate? I'll let you in even if it doesn't have ginger in. I like cats. Do you like cats? You mustn't ever feed chocolate to cats. That's why I have to eat it all, so the cats don't get any. They can have kitty treats. I don't like to eat kitty treats. I tried one once and it didn't taste like chocolate at all. Do you like coffee? I like coffee with chocolate in. They don't let me have coffee except in the morning, but if I gave you a dollar, you could go out to McDonald's and get me a cup of it and nobody would have to know. But when you come back, bring more chocolate or I won't open the door. I like chocolate.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Chain 3, Slip Stitch To Join
The subject matter seemed to ask for a sepiatone, a needleart from bygone years which, while not in danger of being lost, is nevertheless practiced at this scale by fewer and fewer artisans. I have always loved working with the finer threads, the #20 cotton pictured here being on the "heavy" end of the scale.
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