Felt art and cleaners here

The cleaners who keep my household ticking over are here this morning, so I'm not.

I decided to use Lyft instead of friends to get to the library, my usual destination, partly to keep my hand in at using a ride service and keep my account warm, partly to be independent of kind friends.

Angel drove me in a beautifully clean, newly detailed car, Spanish radio and GPS, but not a long enough ride to learn any Spanish.

And I found, in the library gallery, an art acquaintance was showing her marvelous felt and other sustainable textiles. Nelly is a lovely person and an exciting artist. She makes wall art, accessories, clothing, jewelry, just a powerhouse of ideas. Just look 

 I love her color and forms and really you need to be here to get the tactile excitement. She's now getting into other materials, gemstones, leather, other natural objects.  

She's local and has taught around here, including right in the library.  Felt is labor intensive,  so the felt works here represent a lot of time and attention.

Speaking of which, the current puzzle is a puzzle. It took me a while to realize it's being worked upside down. 

I think it was started from the other side of the table, but I couldn't get going until I turned the box t'other road up, and was able to put in a few pieces before deciding that was my share.

Last evening Gary came over to wish me a Happy Mother's Day again and to ask if we could do a collaborative artwork. This is not a person of vision, so this should be interesting. 

The idea is to use some old thumb drives in an arrangement as a kind of memory piece from his working life. His comment was that this is his starting idea and I'm supposed to have the vision!  

I instantly started making suggestions and he was a bit surprised at how fast this could go. But he's also in the middle of packing to move, which is how he came across the drives, also scheduling back surgery soon. And he's still talking about installing my patio out front! We'll see. There's time.

Happy day everyone. Do all the things, and, if you can't, then go next door and get your neighbor to do all the things.

campaigning, fountain and art going up

 Since the cleaners came Friday I made myself scarce as usual, pausing only to leave out a few clothing items in case they'd like any or all.

Then, forgetting Ruth and Laura, still on the charger, can't think of everything, me and Carol Cane went to the library.

Between reading the latest Osman, a really funny, very good read, with new characters to be the future cast in the series, I noticed two men in the gallery arguing and laughing and hanging a show.

I'm always so proud of the gallery and how we bet, correctly, there was enough art talent in our little town to keep a gallery supplied indefinitely with excellent art. 

I was sitting in the food-permitted area, and at the right you'll see the table where the public puzzle is set up.

And I found another use for Carol. To protect my neck I have to hold books and screens up to read, which I do at home using a pillow.

I found that Carol's handle stood in just fine. It's padded and soft, just the ticket.

And I did some stealth campaigning, leaving postcards in the bathroom and the area for newspapers and flyers

And I added a post it note to the community message board, intended for encouraging messages. I think telling people they matter is encouraging.

Campaigning down to the wire. It's not over till it's over.

The morning turned out so beautiful when the sun appeared that I went for a stroll around the fountain.

I wanted to visit it before it's shut off for the winter.

When I got home I found my cleaning lady had accepted a painted and stitched top, yay. Very glad she liked it, or possibly it's for her daughter. The rest of the pieces can be donated locally.

Nice day. Too much activity to fit in the knitting group, so I'll catch up with them next week.

Happy day everyone, enjoy any sunshine you can catch. I was wearing my speckled shirt today with a blue linen jacket and ancient bluejeans. That shirt is working nicely.

Diwali is the feast of lights. Photo AC.