Yesterday it cleared, skies were blue. A wonderful thing about California, blue skies the norm, unlike say Europe or the midwest where it’ll be grey and overcast all winter. So things are, in this endless cycle of life on the Pacific Coast, perking up right now.
Here is something I’ve been meaning to do for some time: show people my wife Lesley’s quilts. Lesley has been making quilts for some 20 years. I’ve watched in wonder and delight as she’s created them slowly, one after the other. What I love about them, in addition to the colors and patterns (which you can see here) and the hand-stitched texture (which you can’t see here), is the informality within the formality. Within an overall geometric pattern, there’s a randomness that’s — well, look at the first quilt below.
We (us guys in the office) are helping her launch a website, to be called LesleysQuilts.com. Within a month or two she’ll have greeting cards made from the 6 quilts shown here. Eventually she’ll have her jewelry and other occasional creations on the site. (Lately she’s been spinning and dying fine wool and making scarves, shawls, and hats — right now I’m wearing a black Merino wool watch cap that’s warm and soft).
Back to Biz
We’re working on the yurt book, I’ve just built a new layout table where I can spread a lot of stuff out and am starting to put together some preliminary material for what will be next summer’s production of BUILDERS OF THE NORTHWEST COAST. I’m going back to Vancouver island in late February, to shoot more photos of the area’s unique builders.
I just got my chain saw tuned up and am going out to cart home some oak firewood from trees that have conveniently fallen on roadsides. Am also going to start training for this year’s Dipsea race with the help of running guru Jeff Galloway (I just had to look up this fact to make sure it was true: Jeff ran a 2:16 marathon at age 35!) I have run very little in the last 3-4 weeks, so pretty much have to start over,
My son Will just scored me a new O’Neill (6/4) wetsuit with hood and new stretchy (no stitching) seams. The worst part of surfing in cold water is the struggle in and out of a suit, and these new suits seem like a big improvement (if the seams hold up).
I just ran across this in a detective novel:
“The size and quickness of New York always excited me. It always made me think of the way Lewis Mumford defined a city, something like ‘the most options in the least space.’”