Archive for May 2010
Before leaving Minneapolis after Market, Diana, Kristie (my sister), and I did a little sight-seeing. We started Sunday morning with a visit to the iconic Mary Tyler Moore.
The statue is on The Mall (Nicollet) and was an easy walk from our hotel. There was a Target girl on the corner (Twins played at Target Field and some Target people were handing out granola bars.) who offered to take a group picture for us:
Then, we headed over to Walker Art Center for a walkabout at the Sculpture Garden…which I never visited in the 9 or 10 years I lived and worked in The Cities. It was a nice day to walk in the garden. The best known of the sculptures in the garden, in my opinion, is the Spoonbridge and Cherry:
This weekend I was able to take a class at The Quilter’s Workshop. It was a class in silk piecing. We chose blocks from Carol Doak’s “50 Paper-pieced Stars”. There is a block to represent every state in the Union. I decided I would make 4 different stars – one for each state I have lived in: Minnesota, Arizona, Louisiana, and Texas. I worked on the TX star in class, and nearly completed it. Here are the parts that I and my classmates had up on the design wall:
After class, I went with friends to a free concert featuring the Gin Blossoms and REO Speedwagon.
The people-watching at such an event is always worth the price of admission! This guy had some looooong hair. Check out that braid!!
I knew more songs by the Gin Blossoms than I thought I did. And, REO Speedwagon has such great ballads…it was good to have a spot of 80’s nostalgia.
For a bunch of old guys(! – I mean, come on, they formed the year I turned 3) they looked and sounded good. I thought Kevin Cronin’s voice sounded strong and just like I expected it to sound.
Hope you are enjoying your Memorial Day Weekend.
Wholly moley, Rocky! My little piggies are tired…
We were at the convention center bright and early Friday morning, armed with a list of book signings we wanted to attend, and a few “must-dos” as far as vendors to visit. My goal was to spot quilting “royalty” and to check the booths of the bloggers I follow. And, we did see some of the big names in the industry.
Me and the cute-as-a-button applique pattern designer, McKenna Ryan.
Me and the effervescent Mark Lipinski.
We also met Marianne Fons of “Fons and Porter”.
Blog world booths that I was able to stop into and say hi were those of Cori and Myra of Blue Meadow Designs; Kellie of Don’t Look Now, who I didn’t get a chance to say hello to because the 2 times I went by was busy, busy, busy; Gudrun of Gudrun’s World; Camille of Simplify and her mom, Bonnie of Cotton Way; and Carrie of La Vie en Rosie. All the ladies were absolutely adorable and friendly!
Saturday morning we took a class from Terrie Mangat, and artist from the Taos, New Mexico area. She showed us how to make a 3D box shrine using her Los Santos fabric line.
And, we stopped by the very cute booth of LizzieB.
Diana at the LizzieB booth.
Now, we’re waiting on my sister to drive down from Duluth and we’re headed to the Mall of America…cuz you can’t come to MSP and not go to MOA.
Come on back tomorrow for a guest post by Diana!
This is my Trixie Friends quilt. It is made from blocks received from women I have met on-line on Trixie Belden message boards. Thirteen Americans and one Australian woman contributed blocks to our swap. We each made a block that somehow related to the Trixie Belden mystery series that we all loved as youngsters. My block is the New York Beauty block in the upper right hand corner. In order to fill in the other 3 spots, I made blocks from scanned illustrations from the books.
I love this quilt because it was made with blocks made by my friends. Some of the blocks were made by women who don’t know how to sew or who had never thought of making a quilt block before. It hangs on the wall at the top of my staircase where I see it every day. And, it reminds me of my dear friends.
Get on over to Amy’s blog and check out the hundreds of other bloggers taking part in the festival.
It’s time for another Blogger’s Quilt Festival! Well, almost. Friday is the day and, again, it is sponsored by Amy (formerly Park City Amy). I’m headed to Market in MSP tomorrow night, but I’m going to be posting my entry on Friday. And, I hope to have some great pics and stories from my time at Market. It’s my first time, and I’m very excited!
In other news, me and 700 of my closest friends congregated at Border’s in Dallas last weekend to meet Charlaine Harris, of Sookie Stackhouse (True Blood) fame. Now, the last book signing I was at was for an author not as well known as Ms. Harris, and was attended by fewer than 50 people. What was I thinking trying to park in the Border’s lot just 10 minutes prior to the start of the event? Luckily, I was able to park in a neighborhood just a block away from the store. I needed the exercise, anyway.
Had I known I needed a colored wristband to secure my spot in the signing line, I would have gone down to the store in the morning. Instead, I spent the entire time Ms. Harris spoke standing in line. In front of some rude women who talked almost the entire time the author was speaking. I even nicely asked them to be quiet so we could all hear her. Deaf ears, I tell ya. When I finally got my purple wristband, I found a spot to stand. Way in the back. I’m 5’2″. Couldn’t see much beyond the people standing in front of me. A lady standing on a chair behind me was kind enough to take this picture of the crowd for me.
Around 4:30, the purple group was finally called to queue up. There were easily still 200 people in front of me and only about 20 or so behind me. The line wandered through the store. I learned more about the sex lives of the 2 girls behind me than I really cared to know. Seriously, I’m not a prude, but if you have to worry that your mom is going to take your car away, you are probably not old enough to be having sex. Or, offering advice to your friend on how her experience could be better. Should be better. And, really, this is a conversation best had in private. Not in public, surrounded by strangers, one of whom is a 12-year-old girl standing right behind you.
I’m quite impressed that we both could still smile! And, that her hand wasn’t cramped from all those signatures!