’tis the season – almost!

Usually, on an early december weekend I’d be taking part in both the Selvedge winter fair in town and the Open House studio sale event run by a generous and enterprising group of friends in Balham.

just because we can’t see it…

I am sitting at my table, I am eating a late lunch, I am looking out the window: the light is clear, the sky is blue, the leaves flicker the brightest of greens in the sunshine: it seems idyllic.

from my window

Each morning when I comb my hair I twist any stray wisps together and float them off through the open window in the belief that they will be found by some sharp-eyed avian and soon be lining a cosy nest.

one dot does not a pattern make

A little while ago I was asked to give a lecture on the principles of pattern.

…looking forward…looking back…

It’s lovely to welcome some new small people to the planet – several young friends have had babies this year, beautiful boys and girls, twins and singletons – congratulations to you all!

reasons to be cheerful

It’s been quite a dreary wet winter so far. The other day, driving in the drizzle, I laughed

a travelling encyclopedia

I prepared a suitcase full of pattern and colour to take with me to Mexico. Coals to Newcastle you might think.

made to measure

The sitting-room desk I sit at for ‘office work’ is one designed and built for my parents in the ‘forties.

some sweet uses of adversity

The other weekend I went back to school; at least, I became a student again, trying to understand and get to grips with some of the techniques of mono-printing. I loved it.

winter lights

It’s nearly the solstice, the shortest darkest day of the year. I long for the turn-around when the morning begins to break a little earlier and the daylight stays a little longer.