I had a heart to heart
with myself again. It’s tempting just to express opinions while writing a blog.
But, like all very personal communications, those posts don’t always represent
what I intend. So, here’s my pledge: I promise to keep my posts helpful and
positive as much as possible. Of course, that means I need to keep up posting,
even when life is giving me lemons.
So, the topic for today: destructions
I laughed out loud when I read this
post. That’s what we called the instructions/manuals that came
with anything requiring assembly or a learning curve to use. My Dad was a
gifted technician in all things electronic. He was a tech whisperer before the
term was even thought up. He just re-engineered what didn’t work the way he
thought it should. That left the rest of the household trying to figure out how
to change the volume on the record player; unlocking the front door in a
specific order of pulls, key rotations, pushes and key removal; and my personal
favorite, Dad not using my brand new electronic typewriter because he wouldn’t
read the instructions I unpacked. It also meant that we had a stack of computer
programming cards to play with and construct our card houses out of; more money
in the bank because Dad could fix or patch up anything; and conversations with
people all over the world before chat rooms existed. In his view of the world,
instruction manuals were for dummies.
So what have I been doing lately? Writing destructions for pattern ideas. That’s including learning a
graphic program so that I can create diagrams to go along with the text. I find
I execute a pattern better if I have both. I’ve given up creating good
photographs. The brain just doesn’t see focus and light well enough and I spend
way too much time taking and editing photos. That’s best left to those who have
those skills.
I’m not nearly ready to share any of those destructions. In
order to have a prayer of turning this idea of music as thread art into a
reality, my designs are quite complicated and specific. If I do come up with
something that I think others would enjoy tatting to use as gifts or enjoy
creating their own riff, I’ll let you know here where you can find those
destructions.
A long winded way to say, nothing to see here, pick up you
needle or shuttle and tat. Well, and maybe find something to ammuse you and reduce your stress.
And oh by the way, the lemons are ripe. Anybody want to come
pick some and help with the limoncello? You must be willing to taste test……
