Posts Tagged ‘music’

In 2014 I Will Care Enough

January 2, 2014

My only resolution for 2014 is to care. I will care enough about my art that I will use the right fabric for backing my quilts rather than whatever is close at hand and fits.

No more will I hoard fabric that is too pretty to use

No more will I hoard fabric that is too pretty to use

I will care enough about technique that I will use the right tools for the job.

Use the tools!

Use the tools!

I will care enough about honoring creativity that I will learn new techniques.

Use prompts to stretch yourself

Use prompts to stretch yourself

I will care enough about the artists around me that I will support them as much as I can.

Books and music by my friends, art from local crafters

Books and music by my friends, art from local crafters

Most important, I will care enough about the community that has nurtured me, and the wide world beyond its borders, to fill the needs that are presented to me as best I can.

Music and other merriments

April 11, 2012

Last year I cleared a space for a small CD player on a shelf. I never got the CD player, and the space was filled with other stuff. This year, my husband suggested I use our daughter’s old music machine, which is something of a tank. I tried to find a place for it, but wasn’t making progress. The light bulb went off over my husband’s head and he bought me an early Mother’s Day present.

My very own machine!

The gift has benefited me in many ways. First, I can easily have music in my work space. Technically, I’ve had the capacity to bring music to the sewing room by (a) singing, (b) remembering the correct order to use the various remotes to get the various little black boxes to switch over to the speakers in my sewing room, or (c) remembering the proper command to get the music on our computer playing. Option (a) works sometimes, when I remember the words. Option (b) never worked well, and it also meant I had to go to the family room to change the cd. Option (c) worked once and then my husband rewrote the code, and it meant that I had to remember the actual name of the piece I wanted to hear rather than the way I usually do, which is by album cover (“it’s on the cd with the red background and the dog in the corner”).

Another benefit is that not only will I keep that little shelf from getting buried under fabric, I will also keep the area in front of it clear so I can kneel down and get the cd in and out of the machine.

As a side note, I have been amused to discover that while I’ve been listening to bagpipes exclusively for the last three weeks when I run errands and play music in the car, in the sewing room I have only put only piano (Ludovico Einaudi, to be precise) and early vocal music (Gregorian chant, French songs from the 1100s). I’m not sure what this says about my state of mind when I’m on the road, although I have noticed that I skip the ballads and go straight to the battle marches.

The last benefit was that the fabric that was piled on the little shelf belonged to a project that I wanted to get done for Challenge group. And I did:

Aunt Sukey's Butterfly

This is also a Progressive Party project. The other ladies made all the Aunt Sukey’s Choice blocks and I did the butterfly. They thought that was cheating and it probably was, so I tried to make up for it with the quilting:

I leave you with a picture of some of my Easter decorations:

My kids may be too big for Easter egg hunts, but I can still put one on for myself. The hunting part comes when I have to put them away – I don’t always remember all the nooks and crannies where I set them on display!

But Where to Put It?

February 21, 2012

Many months ago I cleared off a bit of space on a shelf. I was very proud of myself, and hoped to find a nice little CD player to go there. But I didn’t. The space was filled with something else, and I forgot about the plan.

My husband didn’t. He has been digitizing all of our old tapes – the kids’ recitals, old audio letters that had made their way back to us, a tape of our wedding music. That job is finished, and the machine he was using – our daughter’s old music monster – is now up for grabs. He brought it down and said it was mine if I wanted it.

Well, I do want it. I would very much like to hear music again when I’m working. The problem is, where to put it? Here is what happened to the space that had been cleared out:

This is what the other side of the room looks like:

I barely know where to put myself when I go into the sewing room, much less a new piece of hardware. I guess I need to admit that I’ve been doing less cleaning and more hoarding. And once I manage that, I’ll go on that diet I’ve been meaning to start.


A New Challenge

February 16, 2011

This is the time of year when I review my New Year’s challenges (resolutions are too stern), and I must admit that I am failing to meet the “tidy the sewing room” challenge. Rather than get discouraged and abandon all the positive steps I’ve taken to becoming a cleaner me, I’ve given myself a new challenge. I asked my husband for a gift.

No, no, not a housekeeper. I’m certain I could never keep one. Those capable of actually taming the mess would realize they have more to live for than that, and the rest would go screaming into the night after the first month.

Instead, I asked for a CD player.

My husband has most of our music collection downloaded onto the computer, where theoretically it is available to be played almost anywhere in the house. I say theoretically because while I married into a technically competent family, I am the least gadget-adept person I know. If there’s an absolute wrong button to push, I will find it. I will also hit upon the combination of pushes that will ensure no one can undo the damage I’ve done. To add to my terror, in order to get music to the speakers in my sewing room, I have to successfully follow protocols on four different machines. After the first dozen failures, I learned to enjoy silence.

The reason for asking for a CD player now is not merely to put music back in my life. I asked for it as a Mother’s Day gift, which gives me three months to reinvigorate my cleaning program. I need to clear a proper space for the machine, as well as space to consolidate my CD collection.

My CD collection includes items my husband would prefer not to hear, like the songs from my youth, zydeco, and my vast collection of Celtic rock bands (really, crashing guitars and bagpipes, what’s not to love?). I keep all these things in my sewing room, and take them along in the car.

Some of the artists I like

At least, I take them when I remember. Like the UFOs stuck in the corner, there are CDs gathering dust that deserve better. I’ve got them on three separate shelves, some in bins, some in stacks. Although I’ve tried to keep some order to the bins and stacks, there is at least one that I’ve been trying to find for the last month, and I know there are many I’ve forgotten I own.

Treasures in hiding

So, on the theory that killing many birds with one stone is the best use of my time, I’ve given myself a new challenge for the sewing room, I’ve given my husband a suggestion for a Mother’s Day present, and I’ve given myself another shot at being surrounded by sound as well as fabric in the sewing room. Not bad for one little idea.

To clean by May