Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Word matters (part 2)

So, I've never been a big fan of my own handwriting. Somehow the letters always end up different sizes and there's no consistency in their formation. A calligrapher I will never be.

But I did pick up one very useful tip in my middle school library teaching days: don't even try to align letters on a bulletin board ... stagger them instead.

Both these truths are realized here ...


Heck, even when I draw a guideline (here done in water-erasable pen), I can't manage to follow it. But at least the lettering is uniquely mine. And I'm very happy with my new set of permanent markers, purchased on sale from Dick Blick. They are 0.05 mm (half the width of an XS Pitt pen) which is fine enough to hide behind the single-strand split backstitching I favor (aka "splitting hairs" in Jude Hill's lexicon) ...



Speaking of Jude, I have to credit her "Flower Power" post 
with pulling this peace patch out of my brain (where it's been germinating for a while) and onto a piece of indigo shibori ... not exactly tie-dye, but close enough. 

A couple of seams later, I had the latest peace shawl patch ...


which I like even better on the b-side ...


P.S. I always wanted to be a hippie, but I missed the boat by a few years. Still, my kids and grandkids might argue otherwise, especially after receiving the books detailed here: