Monthly Archives: July 2008
Finishing.
Why, oh why is finishing so hard? Say you have an essay. Say it’s about a topic near and dear to your heart and whatever intellectual pretentions you might have. Say this essay is in its second draft, more or … Continue reading
Works in progress
A skein (212 yards) of sort of mostly purple yarn in merino/tussah silk for my friend Sara: Painted jacket based on an image I used for a broadside: (and I ought to work on dealing with light in my photography, … Continue reading
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Darn.
Well, at least I know how long I can sustain productive behavior – a week. I have done nothing since Saturday, and I only have two more days off. Why am I sitting here writing about it instead of doing … Continue reading
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I scoff at your fancy tools.
Well, actually, I’d be thrilled if I still had access to a press. Any press, really, I’m not feeling picky right now. It turns out that I did have some ink left, so I got started with a bit of … Continue reading
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And for once, I’ve been consistently productive.
Not necessarily focused, but that never works anyway. I’ve done some spinning, some former-thesis work, and some writing. This is going to be an image-heavy post, but … well, what do you expect from me? Well, I started spinning. This … Continue reading
Fun, games, and nothing constructive.
What’s been on my reading list: Hard Boiled Wonderland and The End of the World and The Ultimates. I know, it’s a combination not found in nature. Murakami was a fairly good idea, despite being given to me by committee. … Continue reading
Uncooperative brat, that Frankenwheel.
So I had this purple fiber, right, and was in the process of making it into a nice skein of yarn … Well, it went all right for the first bobbin. The second bobbin was a little bit … feisty. … Continue reading
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In which I try to make sense of finishing things, again.
All right, that’s a little strange. Accidentally deleting all the comments makes it even harder to write posts. I feel a bit like I’m talking to myself. I suppose I am, really, whether or not anybody comments. It might be … Continue reading
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