Trying morning, then Textiles and Tea improved things

 

The day didn't start auspiciously. Cleaners expected today, to clean and take any artist-made books they liked from the pile I left out, before I offer them elsewhere. 

So I set off for the library, to be out from under foot, pouring rain. And on the way there in traffic, loud alerts, flashing screens, thumpety-thump, limped into the library parking lot, nearest safe stopping place, and found I had a flat tire.

This changed my plans a bit. Gary came to the library, and the rescue, with jack, tools, knowhow, still pouring rain, pointed out my wheel had a theft proof lock on it. Asked me for the key. Key? No idea, didn't even know wheels came with keys. 

So he rummaged in my glove box and found a little purse thing with a little tool thing in it, which evidently was the key. There, unknown to me,  for the four years I've been driving it.

He changed the tire heroically, still pouring rain, and we drove home, my car still emitting all kinds of loud alerts and flashing screens. He then tried driving it, surmised that the computer was upset over the new wheel, maybe just a reset needed. 

We the took two cars to a favorite local garage of his, left mine with the old tire, and a request to check the brake system since that was one of the alerts flashing on the screen, and came home. 

Later we got a call, verdict: brakes okay,  tire no use, shredded, come collect my car, get a new tire, garage man would install it. So the part of the afternoon I thought I'd be at the knitting group, was spent here with Gary drinking tea, figuring out the right tire, and ordering it online. This will come to about $200 by the time it's done. Sigh. 

The good news came later with

on Textiles and Tea, a weaver and sculptor in wire, mainly 28-gauge, in  various metals. That's the gauge I used in copper and brass, back when I knitted components for mixed media artworks. 

Look at some of her marvelous pieces

this was a statement about the dying coral reefs, from several years ago, left the healthy reef, right the bleached skeleton.

She also incorporates dyed felt and roving

And she's written a book

She's a true teacher. She had mentioned experimenting with wire weaving on pinlooms, which got my attention right away, and I put up a thank you for the instant epiphany: that's what I need to do next. 

Whereupon she got back and said she had some useful thoughts, and I should be in touch. Which I will be, wheeeee!! The day took a sudden upward leap!

I'd just been talking with Gary about how I needed to shed art and other stuff from around me because it stopped forward movement, and an hour later this new combination of past work in wire suddenly came together with upcoming work with a pinloom.  

I think it's the space from moving on from the art work friend G took, and the couple of artist books I think the cleaners accepted. It leaves breathing room for future work. I'm very thrilled that I've found a new/old direction.

Here's where the work lives, now.

and a much better selfie, taken by G. I'm five foot two, barely, and I tower over her! I feel tall around her.

So there's today, and a full one it was. Posting tonight because tomorrow is about Easter, finally, and I'll be occupied eating candy and other nutritious Easter fare.

Happy day everyone, I hope your highs are high and your lows only moderate.