More skinny pages!

The temperature outside was minus 10 this morning and my mood was set at about the same low level. One of the less entertaining aspects of being a quilt artist is that quilts need to wing their way to exhibitions and back, but sadly they don't actually have wings so that it is necessary to employ courier companies, sometimes not of my own choosing. Take my advice and don't use UPS!! To say they drove me mad is a severe understatement. In fact if you're looking for a recommendation, when transporting quilts within the U.K. I select to use the Special Delivery service from Royal Mail. It means that your own postie will deliver it and he knows the way! Also non-delivery on the due date and time means you get your money refunded and that's an added incentive for the Royal Mail to deliver on schedule. The quilt finally made it to my door today but I had been chasing UPS online and by phone since yesterday morning, taking up my phone line for most of the day in one way or another as well as keeping me chained to the house for the duration.

I decided to make a virtue out of this by making the last set of skinny pages for the exchange. Again theSE are not due till next month, but finishing any project early produces such a good and satisfied feeling and I so needed that. Lisa left the choice of subject to every individual artist but I know she loves angel, Madonna and cemetary imagery (check out her marvelous collage sheets on these subject at Collage Stuff) so I went with that as I also like these. As December is also just over that got thrown into the mix as well. The first page (seen above) features a fabric - paper collage mounted onto fabric, and beaded around the edges.

The other page featured another detail of the same fabric - paper collage but this time scanned into the computer and printed out onto watercolour paper. The transparencies are from Artchix Studio.

After the quilt was delivered life felt a lot brighter again. I admit I'm rather frantic about quilt deliveries since Blue Waves was stolen in 2006. If it can happen once, it can happen again!

But the day ended a lot better when I managed to capture the photo (also my blip today) seen as the top. Brush, the cat, had sneaked onto the beanbag normally occupied by Troi, the greyhound. She was sitting in his chair so that was only fair. When Troi returned to "her" beanbag she knew better than to disturb him, so instead she draped herself around him, gave him a few licks for good measure and they both settled down for a long snooze. Perhaps I should follow suit!