About a month ago I was contacted by a bride to create a bouquet inspired by a muted, pretty palette of rich colors. I loved the combination and was excited to take on another bridal client, which led me to finish the bouquet (plus a few bonus boutonnieres) within a few weeks. It was nice to be working on flowers again, and I followed my whim and inspiration to do things a little bit differently this time. Each flower and leaf is much more highly embellished than work I have done in the past, and I created more types of flowers (many of them found in my book, Fabric Blooms) to arrange into the bouquet.
Lately I've been embroidering really small things--portraits, simple objects, flowers, but much more detailed things, and all at about three inches square. I made these three pictures and framed them for my friend Rebecca Forsyth on her birthday today.
> When people throw cigarette butts on the ground
> When all your underwear is in the wash
> When you have to get up to get your charging cable
> Shower curtains that stick to you
> People who leave their carts in the middle of the aisle while they browse
It's now been one month since I quiet Diet Coke cold turkey. I had been drinking 6-8 cans per day, from when I woke up to when I went to sleep. That's a lot, but I'd been drinking more or less that for about 10 years. I don't like coffee or tea, so soda was my only source of caffeine, which I thought I needed to exist.
As I look back over the letters I’ve written you in the past, I feel like there’s a theme of reassurance, joy, and calm in the gifts you give me as your mother. You seem to always make my life easier exactly when I need it most. My heart is always yours, and it will always be yours, in every world, in every life, in every drawing you make, in every dream you have.