Wordle 1,557 2/6 ⬜⬜⬜⬜🟨 🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩 Well now that’s just straight up lucky.

It’s the first day chilly enough for me to think, yeah, I could use a wool vest over my shirt. #showmeyourknits

I’m putting together a little slide show for the Freeform crochet workshop that I’ll be teaching tomorrow, and naturally I want to show the work of some of the originators of this style, Prudence Mapstone and Renate Kirkpatrick.

Sharing gems from my gamedev husband: “We had one bug where it was possible to hurt yourself with the weapons you were holding, as a way to encourage the players to be precise in their attacks. But there was a bug where sometimes a character would take a lead pipe, adopt a menacing stance,

Timeline cleanse

I just went to a concert in my neighborhood, it was an all-Swedish Bluegrass band. I never really know how to parse things like that. They were good! But also Swedish, with no roots in Appalachia as far as I can tell.

this iconic advertising copywriter named Kathy Hepinstall Parks died over the weekend and I wanted to share something from her website I thought Bluesky would like

She doesn’t need a hero, she is the hero we need. 🤩

Oh #showmeyourknits is doing scrap yarn projects? That’s my whole raison d’être.

Sometimes I think about how crazy it is that no one ever seemed to password protect their personal holodeck files. Like, I don’t even want the people in my life, knowing what Google searches I’m doing.

Check it out, I’m using the nettle fibre that I foraged this spring and spun to weave an extremely rustic hairband.

I haven't picked up any new editing work for the past few months because my brain hasn't been functioning on that level and I didn't think I could do a good job. But I'm feeling better now, and I'm getting back to it. Here's hoping the brain actually does what it's supposed to.

Thanks, I feel inspired: While trees rake carbon from the sky and lignify it 'til they die, eventually that heat's released by fire or rot or gnawing beast. But if you've got the clime to suit, and want to see less top, more root while storing carbon out the ass you cannot beat a prairie grass.

I hated Girls the first time I watched it, but when I watched it again recently, I loved it. The difference was me. At first, I wasn’t willing to forgive my 20-smthing self but later I was. Writing cringey, growing ppl takes talent, and watching them takes self-forgiveness.

My dog got stung by a bumblebee, then proceeded to spend the next half hour trying to take revenge on the bee’s brethren. It’s tragic that I can’t explain to him how much he is going to come out the ultimate loser in this battle.

Folds: If we’ve been told our whole lives that we can’t spend money on the arts because they’re not important—then why was taking over the Kennedy Center and the arts the first thing they did? It is extremely important. It’s the bedrock of self-expression.

I’m always playing with something new, and I’m not all that fussed about doing something especially well at the playing stage of things. This week it’s basketry. Here is my third attempt at making a base (first two attempts did not hold). This is fresh willow.

Hey woolfiends, we’re doing yellow for #showmeyourknits, hmm? This is my favourite cardigan, Mariage Soeurs.

"I expect one of you overpaid three-martini-lunch layabouts to have a good explanation why my family’s home-decor company is bleeding money like a physician of high standing using proper, modern medical techniques against female mental illness?"

It’s has been a bad morning. So join me in gazing at my knitting project, made from handspun Texel that I dyed with some roots. Notice how the messy coffee table is out of focus. We don’t look at that. Just the knitting.

Middle age is amazing. Tonight I got wine drunk, took the dog for a walk, had a zoom call with an editing client, and uprooted a dye plant.

Okay have we considered having all acting roles played by women until this nonsense stops? Let’s have a reverse Elizabethan age of drama. www.theguardian.com/world/live/2...

I found some *excellent* roots this morning. I am collecting Lady’s Bedstraw roots for an eventual dye project, and today’s finds were really great. I am hoping that #fibresky is happy for me, because I cannot enthuse to my family about this.

I don’t mean to alarm anyone, but the orcas now have two F/A-18 Hornets

Before you start typing about how there are more important things: the Met Gala funds the costume collection of the Met. Textile preservation/restoration is important work that needs funding - you may not think of it as such but textiles are an important part of history that often goes unpreserved

Today I really wanted to yarn but instead it’s almost 4 and I had to child, and dishes the whole time. Why does child occupy so much time??

Happy Saturday!

My teenager likes to eat snacks in the shower. Like, a burrito, or a bowl of rice and stew. It’s unhinged, and I admire her greatly for it.

Happy #Easter Weekend! 🤣

Mood.

Remember when we thought that recycling our cereal boxes and having a “paperless office” was going to be such a big environmental win? I feel nostalgia for the simplicity of that worldview.

Okay, I’m doing it, I’m eating the frog. I’ve had a paper sitting in my inbox for way too long. It has so many issues that I read it once and haven’t been able to go back to it because I can figure out how to give constructive, developmental feedback.

Murderbot!!!

Most of the the time, but especially in this moment, centrism can only possibly appeal to those who think politics is some kind of salon or dinner party rather than an actual process that shapes how power, decision-making, and resources are distributed.

I can’t help much with the multi-disaster. Here’s some sampling I’m doing of rare breed Swedish wool.

I have tariffed the penguins that are on Heard Island and which you were probably assuming did not export goods forgive me they were taking advantage of us so cunning and so cold

I have a joke about game development, but we're committed to making the best joke possible for our followers. To achieve this, we're delaying the joke until early 2025.

This was such a satisfying project, and one in which I realized for the first time how much my whole life had been spent in a manscape, in places where almost everything was named after men.

OK, so I was pretty sure that I found out I didn’t get into the MFA program at #Konstfack that I applied for, because I got a notification on the university admission system that told me I was not being invited for an interview. Since the interview is the second stage of the process, I assumed that

In my neighborhood, there is a wooded hill where owls nest every year. In the spring, you can usually watch between three and five babies grow up from the fluffy tennis ball stage to the awkward teenager stage. I find this entertaining in a very casual way,

I made this tea, cozy a while ago, but I only got around to photographing it today. I’m doing a market this weekend, so everything had to be photographed and tagged. #freeformcrochet #crochet #textilearts

It’s #mendingmarch and I’m fixing a little rip so these jeans will last longer. I love an artistic and visible mend, but these jeans are my husband’s, and he prefers to not stand out.

Ugh, why is there no candy in my bag? Who ate my bag candy?

Dems look like they're bidding on fascism at a silent auction

Check it out! Here’s my first piece of shitty weaving, next to my second piece which is at least 60% less shitty. Pull the weft tighter, that’s the main thing I’ve learned so far. #weavesky #fiberarts

Please enjoy my cartoon for Friday's Toronto Star

Ontario: fuck you. This is why I’m not coming home. I can’t in good conscience bring my children to a place where only the wealthy and abled get to be a part of society.

Today I was talking with two of my clients about new jobs, and both of them said that they had been particularly happy with the questions I had asked on the last jobs. I struggle with tactfulness, and I am always afraid that my editing comments and questions are too blunt, too forceful,