I’m back!

I’ve been buried in wool, thread, buttons and whimsy.  Just completed four commission pieces.  What fun!

The client, Rosalie.  Her mother worked in the NYC garment district and was a phenomenal seamstress.  Rosalie brought me a silver and black knit suit her mother was working on shortly before her death. Her mom would likely cringe at my stitchery.

I’ve been taking sewing lessons, so my skills have improved…sort of.  The three little purses below include mom’s knit and her jazzy buttons, Grandma’s “funeral sweater”–a black wool sweater she always wore to funerals, and cashmere Rosalie chose from my vast collection of shrunken sweaters.  One bag is for Rosalie, the others for her cousins.

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The bumblebees had to go on the back so as not to compete with the blingie buttons.

The big purse below includes the same stuff as the little ones, but I added shirred seams from the shoulders of the suit jacket.  That is the “wrong” side of the fabric.

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Again, bee needed to be hidden, so it’s on the pocket under the flap.

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The back of the bag gets really wild.  Rosalie gave me a blue cufflink that had been her dad’s.  He sounds like a marvelous dandy.  He put on a smoking jacket each evening after work!

Rosalie wanted me to incorporate some argyle from my collection.   This purse got pretty wild.

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Now, on to clean up my workspace and get back to coloring all the illustrations in Shel Silverstein’s “Falling Up.”  It’s a Christmas gift for grandkids. There are one-hundred-seventy-nine pages.  I’m on number twelve…

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Coloring for Kelel

A couple of summer’s ago we meandered from Florida to Chicago, to Colorado.  There were several other stops as we circled back to Florida.  Jim and I finally got to meet our niece, Senait, and nephew, Kelel.

I adore this sweet face.


Look at those dimples!  So cute.


Kelel had heard I am an artist.  He asked me to create with him. I don’t remember what we drew, but I do recall enjoying spending time in his company.

Recently I got a text from Megan.  Kelel was hoping I’d draw a koala bear for him because “Aunt Alice is the best artist I know.”  That made me laugh.  How many artists am I being measured against?  How many could he possibly know?

He had a school project and he was determined to impress his teacher.  I contributed a couple of small pencil sketches.  He got an “A”, surely based on his hard work, not my drawings.

Megan texted me the good news, adding, “Kelel wants to call and thank you.”   I can’t hear. The phone is hard for me on a good day.  He speaks English beautifully, but talking to anyone with an accent is generally an exercise in frustration for both me and the caller.  I asked if he would please email, but he really wanted a phone interaction.  I relented.  I’m glad I did.  I understood every word he said.  He was so appreciative that I had done the koala bears.

He then asked me to do a couple more drawings.  He offered to pay me.  Sweet, huh?  I had an enjoyable afternoon coloring while watching to youtube.com videos about the power of positive thinking.

The drawings were for his teacher.  A sea turtle and a moose.  I sent them off and learned the teacher was delighted.  Aren’t I lucky to be able to make someone happy just by coloring?



I’ve just been given another joyful opportunity to color.  A friend asked me to do a drawing of her new kitten.  I’ll settle in to do that on Tuesday while Jimmy is on the golf course.