Friday, September 12, 2014

My New Obsession

Chasers of the Light: Poems from the Typewriter Series

898

I heard you howling
from the depths
of me.
You were the scream
and I
was the still night air,
You whispered from
inside,
the simple truth
that there isn't a priest
with a cross big enough 
to exorcise you
from me.
You will haunt
and slam shut,
in the middle of all
my nights,
the doors inside me.
I will count your footsteps
in the cellar of my soul
and beg you
to pass through me
just once more.
Just once.

-Tyler Knott Gregson- 

Saturday, February 15, 2014

Lighten Up, It's Just Fashion!

Which is true, except when it's not. 

With New York's Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week 2014 winding down, and London's just getting underway; air kisses hanging like a thick cloud alongside thrilled gasps of front-row glitterati over how fabulous next year's donation pile is going to be, I'm wondering just how "fabulous" the people of last year's factory collapse in Bangladesh, and other sweatshop workers around the world are feeling.  My guess is, not very. 

Don't be fooled by the high price on your designer duds, the people behind the construction are, more typically than not, cutting and sewing in the same human rights violating factories pumping out threads for your local one-stop-shop retailer. 


At some point something's gotta give.  Right now our actions are saying that we value a pretty new dress over human life.  It's time to put the champagne down, and get real.

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

So Long, 2013 ...

 

“There are years that ask questions and years that answer.”


― Zora Neale Hurston (1903 - 1960), Their Eyes Were Watching God 





Saturday, November 23, 2013

Mama Called the Doctor, and the Doctor Said:

Fantastic?  Allons-y?  Geronimo?


While I feel a 50th anniversary special without Christopher Eccleston is no anniversary special at all (okay, I originally said: wasn't worth watching!), I'll still be tuning in to see what all the fuss is about, and if Billie Piper still mumbles everything she says.

We'll be missin' ya, Chris!  But really, you've already given us the gift of air from your lungs...
What more could we possibly want?



Happy anniversary, Doctor Who!

Edited to add: Yep & yep!  I was right on both accounts ... although, seeing John Hurt in a faux-hawk made it strangely worthwhile.  

Thursday, September 5, 2013

NYC Mercedes Benz Fashion Week 2013

September 5th - 12th

Kicking this week off with a sneak peek of what we may expect to see saturating Spring 2014; Pantone has compiled the top ten colors used in Spring 2014 collections with Dazzling Blue (RGB: 24, 95, 173) leading the pack. 

I have to admit, it's a bit of a re-run of the Spring 2013 palette, with Monaco Blue at the top of that coral to sweep the color of the year title. Something similar to Cayenne, but with the volume turned up to eleven to carry us through a jewel toned autumn, and keep us from hibernating this winter.  Perhaps, (hopefully) that's what they'll be announcing this December ...
list, however, I see a few improvements this time around.  Some are already championing Dazzling Blue as color of the year for 2014, and singing its praises, although, aside from being a hue we've seen a typically effortlessly glamorous Kate Middleton stepping out in (looking a bit mumsy if I dare add) now, and again, I'm really not feeling it as color of the year.  In fact, I don't see color of the year in this batch at all ... I'm holding out for a vibrant, and juicy




Below are the butched up substitutions for Radiant Orchid, Hemlock, and Violet Tulip in the Men's Spring 2014 palette:


xoxo

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Monday, December 31, 2012

The Party's Over ...


... It's time to call it a day
They've burst your pretty balloon
And taken the moon away ...


I remember my grandfather crooning whilst we un-decorated his Christmas tree when I was still a very small girl, and reaching into the branches he came out with a pair of white, sequined peacock ornaments that he decided I'd give a pretty decent home to.  At the time, I thought they were "amazing!" a little later on, I thought, "who just has white sequined peacocks on their Christmas tree ... other than Liberace, of course ..."  Then, naturally, time passed, and they were wrapped up, and packed away, and all but forgot until many years later when my mother spied a newly purchased, white, sequined peacock proudly displayed (would a peacock have it any other way?) on my tree, at which she exclaimed with surprise, "Just like Grandpa's!"

I knew I'd been busted.

But mostly, I knew then, exactly WHO just has white sequined peacocks on their Christmas tree ... other than Liberace, of course.  Perhaps those of us who firmly believe there is no such thing as "too much," or those who have tossed out the less-is-more attitude in order to subscribe to the more-is-more school of thought, or who simply still allow ourselves the delight of being silly in an all too cynical environment. 

I hope everyone was able to slow down, spend time with the people they love, and make wonderful memories to keep your hearts warm all throughout our new year!

So long, 2012, the party's over...
xoxo

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

It Started With a Whisper ...

...Well, more like a question anyway.  I was recently asked if I had any hats for guys available.  "Well, hmm ... kinda, I guess ..." I thought to myself as I hesitated to answer due to the last "discussion" I had about what men will, won't, prefer to, and refuse to wear.  I was admittedly timid to offer up a hint at what I've been playing around with lately, which is a hybrid of the Commando Camo Cowl I made for my (survivalist) brother, and the Grunge hats whose pattern I've been messing around with since last summer.  What's sprung up from these two lovebirds is a convertible 2-in-1 drawstring cowl that with the rip of a cord, and the pinch of a fastener becomes a hat!  I happen to think these are handy little dudes to have around for everything from a brisk hillside jaunt, to breezy beach combing ... anyone familiar with the PNW knows the bone-chilling draft that creeps in right under the collar and rattles all the way down your pant leg.  So far these seem to stand up to whatever conditions Western Washington can throw at 'em! 
I'm glad I took the leap with one of my fun (to the highest degree) customers into custom order territory, and will be offering these in Ye Olde Knitted Dry Goods Shoppe soon!
xoxo

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Above All, Love ...

I believe what has happened in Connecticut is a symptom of a bigger problem, much larger than any one issue involved. Please send your love, and healing energy to the families whose lives have been forever changed, and community at large. While you're at it, tell your people you love them.

It's important.

My deepest, heartfelt condolences, and compassion to those of Newton, Connecticut, and Sandy Hook Elementary.

Friday, December 7, 2012

And the PANTONE 2013 Color of the Year is ...







Emerald








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More emerald goodness here.

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Samhain, again ...

Apparently word didn't get out this year about me being a witch, and all ... I even parked my broom outside, but the neighborhood children could not be deterred (my candy stash has officially been ransacked).  Good thing I hid a couple pieces to savor as I type this now (always thinking ahead, this one is)!

I don't have any wonderful end-of-harvest tales to share ... Truthfully, after the Summer full of changes I've had, I haven't even caught up with Fall yet, and here we are staring down the barrel of winter already.  I always think this time of year is when people want to read about yummy, gourd-ish recipes, and delightful preserves garnished with photographs of beautiful settings, tablescapes, larders, and pantries stuffed full of a home-canned bounty amassed from our Summer gardens.  That's not going to happen ... along with all of the other blog-promises I've broken this year.  Why stop now?  Ok, that really wasn't the sentiment behind it all.  It just seems the internet presence is the first thing sacrificed when real life (yeah, that thing we do outside of pixels) gets real, and needs real attention. 

Hopefully, I'll get to hang out here a little bit more in the upcoming days, and make somewhat good on all of the intentions I had at the beginning of the year around this joint.  After all, you know what they say about good intentions ... gulp.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

All You Need is Tea & Warm Socks ...

The mantra of Fall babies everywhere, I'm convinced.

Double rainbow just for me?!
And so, the witching hour is upon us!  Thirty-two years ago, on a blustery day not so unlike today, my mother was precisely that number in years, and preparing to share her world with me.   As I understand it, I was the most easygoing of all her births (no surprise there).  I was, however, going about things quite at my own leisure, and needed a little nudge (hmm, sounds about right).  Without much ado at all, it seems, I appeared, and said, "Here I am,"  and edged out my little spot in the universe.

And that's how I like to spend each birthday ... just edging out a little spot in the universe to enjoy, pausing long enough to be aware of how wonderful it really is to be here, and remind myself to stop taking things for granted.  This is the one day when the whole world stops (in my house anyway), and I just get to be.  I leave the swinging from chandeliers for the rest of the year.  Today is mine, all mine (and everyone else's, but who's counting?), but I won't be totally selfish, I hope you all enjoyed My day too!

Photo by: Xavier Brown

xoxo

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Going Postal


Having one of those days?
You know, I thought I was just being paranoid before when I said my mailman hated me ...

After years of getting everyone else's mail in my mailbox BUT mine, having my packages returned without my knowledge (never mind overbearing office ladies holding them hostage!), and having my own letters returned to me claiming not enough postage I thought I'd seen it all, but this, while being a single, lonely little letter, is a new low.  This gem was post marked yesterday ... yes, you read that correctly, YESTERDAY.  I know ... I know!  I'm stunned too!  I thought, as I'm sure you're thinking as well, that it came directly out of a Civil War era soldier's breast pocket, but surprisingly enough that's not the case. 

Should I be concerned?  I see this person in an uncomfortable uniform doing a job that never ends -- no sense of satisfaction of a task completed -- a job well done, sitting before my mailbox wringing his hands (letter in his clutches) thinking about the fate soon to befall his LEAST favorite customer ... *gulp* ... me!!!  Ok, maybe I take it a little too far in my imagination, but I must say, it's getting more, and more difficult to not take this personally.

But, uhm ... you know, if I happen to go missing ... maybe start by looking in the backs of South Seattle area mail trucks, that is, if I'm not being held, and tortured in the sort facility!

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Etsy-Etsy, Regretsy, banana-fana forgetsy, me-mi-Protesty ... Etsy!

Let's do Ebay!

Ok, let's not ...

You may remember an earlier post about a little dust-up concerning Etsy, and alleged resellers (like our old friend Ecologica Malibu) not only allowed, but featured, and most shockingly protected by the powers that be over at ye olde Etsy homestead by a quick shuffle of words, and notifying the Community that, you know, nothing's changed, y'all just misunderstood the entire time.

What is a reseller, you ask?  Well it used to be widely understood that a reseller would be a shop operating as the buyer of previously manufactured goods, and punting them as handmade solely by the shop owner on said shop's Etsy account -- a site made famous through the advertising prowess of its users (since the company began with a firm stance on non-promotion making it the responsibility of its users to spread the word, thus bringing traffic to the site as a whole), and its mission statement touting itself as "... the world’s handmade marketplace." 

Now it seems the company is turning toward a new direction of "small business marketplace," rather than the "'handmade by you' marketplace," of its origins.  Which, in all honesty, in my opinion would've been perfectly acceptable (not everyone shares this opinion), however, they forgot to tell their members.  Ok, ok ... Etsy is a privately owned business, they don't owe us anything, I guess.  Cool.  But, I, and many do agree with this one, find it completely hypocritical to go around soap boxing about integrity this, and integrity that, doubling the size of the integrity team, blah, blah, blah, when it seems the company has absolutely none whatsoever by the way they have handled previous, recent, and current investigations, seller suspensions, and shop closures.  This has left many of us crying foul, and many more who absolutely can not close their stores tomorrow because they rely on their income through this venue in what some call "protest," but I feel is more of a "demonstration" (don't you just love a good sit-in?!).  There have been numerous comments about the "pointlessness" of a protest against a privately owned company, calling the 4,100 members committed to closing for a day just a mere drop in the Etsy bucket of some 800,000 accounts ... and I have to say I somewhat agree.  However, if ANYONE in the Brooklyn offices, at all, notices how many active accounts have closed for the day (if the sales reflect) it will, perhaps, convey the displeasure of the Community with the complete lack of transparency the company provides its customers, the double-speak coming out of headquarters, and utter buffoonery displayed by the current CEO, and company in their blogs, and fora.  What Etsy doesn't seem to understand is that while you certainly can't become un-famous, you can most definitely become infamous-- what, exactly, they want to become known for remains to be seen ... though, I think we're getting glimpses.

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The incident that sparked the controversy has taken on a cyber-life of its own these past few weeks with yours truly scoring a quote in Huffington Post.  Beyond Etsy sellers fearing they can not compete with outsourced manufacturing, people like myself are now concerned about being associated with businesses with questionable ethics, and business practices.  I, for one, am not comfortable selling side by side with business owners exploiting third world laborers, and possibly children to score huge profits off the mistreatment of others.  That's not what I thought Etsy stood for, and I can officially say I'm no longer confident in that opinion.  Never mind importing potentially toxic materials (like lead, and butyltin for hypothetical funsies!) in fuel guzzling ships from half way around the world all under the guise of ecological responsibility.  I find it difficult to wrap my brain around how that could possibly be construed as "green," but If Etsy, itself, can create spiffy new definitions for words like "collective" to incorporate factories I can't WAIT to hear what they have in store for terms like "child labor," "sweatshops," and "unfair labor practices!"  Those points aside, I'm not out to destroy any one person's or shop's reputation, because frankly drafting phony emails from manufacturers, hiding behind a husband's Bar Association number lashing out with poorly constructed Cease and Desist letters sent to anyone who publicly commented on the matter when lie, after lie, after lie, after lie, after lie, (oopsie, I mean alleged!) was uncovered really does it all on its own.

My apologies if any incorrect information has been relayed here.  It is not my intent to spread misinformation, but what can I say?  If I made mistakes, I made mistakes.  I'm a knitter not a journalist. [end sarcasm]