15 September 2014

Patience

I've been filling up my little moleskine journal lately with SO much prettiness that I just want to show you!  But... I have to be patient and show you in October in my 'September's Journal 2014' post.

But, also, because a lot of my patience has been stretched so thin right now (about me), I'm going to leave you with this...







xx



08 September 2014

Praise the Lord

Praise the Lord when it comes out easy
Praise the Lord on top of the world
Praise the Lord ‘cause in every moment Jesus Christ is Lord
Even in the middle of the joys of life
There is always grace enough today to
Praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
Won’t you praise the Lord?
Praise the Lord with the world on your shoulders
Praise the Lord when it seems too hard
Praise the Lord ‘cause in every moment Jesus Christ is Lord
Even in the middle of the long, dark night
There is always grace enough today to
Praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
Won’t you praise the Lord?
Praise the Lord if you can sing it at the top of your lungs
Praise the Lord like every moment is a song to be sung
Praise the Lord: though it might take blood, sweat and tears in your eyes
There is grace for today so praise the Lord
There is grace for today so praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
Won’t you praise the Lord?
There is grace for today so praise the Lord




03 September 2014

August's Journal 2014

I discovered Inktense pencils last month - which I'm loving by the way.  They work just like watercolour pencils - except they're brighter and they are waterproof once dry.  Very cool.





I still love gouache though...




And, a very special mention to my son, who did this.  Actually, he did the coral/blue/purple.  I did the rest (green).



Don't you love it when your hair runs through your wet paint?  All that hard work... sigh.  I'm happy with the border, but not the script style.  It's not uniform, but I do love the 'love'.



And lastly, I pulled out a very special black watercolour tube.



I love rediscovering art supplies in my stash.

Next up, a much more 'up-beat' post than the last one.  I promise.




xx










01 September 2014

Nightmare

So, here I was thinking I'd write about the crochet blanket I made.... but it turns out I already did.

Warning:  This is a 'moan', please don't read on if you'd like to have a lovely day.

I'm not really with it these days, I'm not sure what to write about, what to share, what is too much and what is so far from the truth it's a lie.

Yesterday I had a lovely day.  Church was a combined service with three or four other churches from around Te Anau - the whole room was packed, the atmosphere was thick with joyfulness.  My boy was SO well behaved.  I was on cloud nine most of the day.  Work in the evening went quickly and it was fun.

Today, I feel like a heavy cloud has come over me, like a slow fog in the morning, but thicker and thicker all day until evening.  Every question I'm asked I find my answer quickly turns out to be negative and my thoughts run into a dark place where I'm bitter and sad and miserable and I can't move out of the darkness that is clawing at my inner being.

"How was your weekend?"  The first thing I thought of was the fact that it was yet another weekend away from my husband.  Another few days of not finding out what's happening along the lines of us getting together again.

How much longer should we wait until we give it up, pack in this dream that has turned into a nightmare, and leave it for good?

"How was your weekend?"  I thought about the question and my thoughtless answer, and realized I was shocked at my response.  I had mumbled something about "sick of waiting...tired of not knowing."  The real answer, should have been along the lines of, "Well, actually, I had a great weekend."  The truth.  Instead, how I was feeling right then and there came up.  In hindsight, I should have apologized to my co-worker for my negativity.  She was probably feeling sorry for asking.  How rude was I?  She'll probably never ask me how my weekend was ever again.  Shame on me.

We're in limbo.  Vertigo.  My family is in limbo.  Miles and miles and miles apart, waiting for something that just doesn't seem to be happening.  We can't see it happening.  You know, I'm going to jinx it by saying something stupid like, "I bet we'll hear from them in a few days and I'll be a different person."

Or not.

Or will we?

Or won't we?

I'm so tired of this.  We are so tired of this.


xx





21 August 2014

Dum de doooo....

Still waiting for the next letter.

Anyways....

In the mean time I made a baby blanket!  I found some beautiful linen yarn in an Etsy shop called Linen Spirit, in Lithuania.  Alla kindly put together a special listing for me, with the right ply and the right colours and the right quantity that I was after.

As soon as it arrived I was in (linen-yarny-goodness) heaven.  Instead of crocheting the 4ply yarn with a small hook, I decided to crochet two balls together and use my 4mm Susan Bates crochet hook.  I picked a retro-circles crochet pattern and added a couple of extra 'rounds' to make the squares bigger.

I knew before I started that linen shrinks quite a lot when it's first washed, so I made the edge wider and measured the finished blanket before I washed it, just to see how much it was going to shrink.



Before washing: 75 x 90cm.  After washing (and drying in the dryer to make it really-really shrink):  63 x 82(ish)cm.  Wowzers.  More than I was expecting, but very good to know!

The photo above is a close-up of it before it was washed.  It didn't lay flat, every. single. circle. stuck up like a boob.  If it were a woven fabric, I'd call it an open-weave and a little stiff, like a heavy drill.  I was a little worried it was going to stay like that.

But.  Oh, but.  A man at Harald's Fabric Shop in Christchurch once told me that the more you wash linen, the softer it gets.

He was right.







Post-washing:  All of the circles laid flat - without ironing or blocking.  It was no longer an open-weave, all the crocheting was settled and snug with the next loop.  It had such beautiful drape to it, like a soft and heavy fabric.  The green was still a lush vibrant green, the colours didn't bleed or soak into anything else that went through the wash.

I decided that I absolutely love linen yarn and the way it just 'is'.

The peach linen yarn I used on the back of my hoodie is from the same shop, Linen Spirit, and came in the same package.

As soon as it was done, I packaged this 'baby-blanket-made-with-love' up and sent it through to the UK, where it was warmly received not even a week later.

#winning

xx







08 August 2014

July's Journal 2014





Gouache paint, fine brushes, moleskine journal, waterproof pens, colour pencils.

I've been busy crocheting and doing commission pieces!  Feeling so blessed to be able to play with paints in the evenings - be it ever so rare these days of late.

Visa update:  we got a letter, we were expecting it to tell us more than (paraphrase), "wait for another letter in the next 30 days."

Ugh!


xx





04 August 2014

Word

Our applications or petitions to apply for visas have been APPROVED!  Now, this is how I feel:




Now, we're waiting on a letter that will tell us what to do next....

EX-CI-TING!!!!

That is all.

xx






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