Projectitis: a disease in which the sufferer is compelled to begin new creative pursuits, regardless of the number of other unfinished projects that may be scattered about the home. Often inherited from family members; may be contagious.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Inspired
Oh boy, as if there weren't enough things that I wanted to do, today I visited Morro Fleece Works and had my world rocked. Firstly, there is an itty bitty storefront that has beautiful handspun yarns of the most incredible colors that you want to *eat* them or make them part of your *self* in some intrinsic way. Of course, you just have to settle for touching, and maybe making something with them, but they almost seem like they're ruined when you knit something out of these yarns, since they're so perfectly beautiful just hanging there in long shanks from the ceiling. And then there was a rack of the most perfectly wild hats, and hanging on the walls were rugs that were just mind blowingly beautiful. But the coolest part was getting the grand tour (the owner is a sister of a friend), and I simply can't describe how every surface, floor to ceiling every eyefull made me want to drop everything I do and make something out of these beautiful things. Alpaca, angora, and some other crazy sheep wools... all beautiful colors ... oh man. She is teaching a felting class tomorrow and if not for the fact that I have 3 million other things to do tomorrow, I'd be dropping everything. Looks like such a blast ... I actually think I want to make felted birdhouses. I mean, if I as a bird I would like to live in one. It seems cozy. But maybe just an invitation for bugs and stuff. Maybe not really a good idea.
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