My Office Photo Essay
But first? Yesterday, I wore the Textured Shawl in to work, hoping I'd find someone to take a photo of me with it on. That didn't happen, so I draped it on the back of my chair. It works:
Yarn: Knitpicks City Tweed DK in Orca.
Needles: Addi Natura size 9 circular
Pattern: Textured Shawl Recipe (Ravelry link)
Time to Complete: Sept 28 to Oct 29, 2009
Notes: Next time I'll buy more yarn. It's a very small shawlette. It might end up being someone's gift, because it's really too small for me - the blocked size of 60x29 shrunk once it was unpinned, of course. I used most of 3 skeins so next time? I'll definitely use 5. And yes, there will be a next time. I LOVE this pattern.
Ok. Now I'll show you my office...as you walk in my door and look to the right you see:
And if you look left?
I have two narrow windows that lead to nowhere (they've built on to the back and side of the building and what I have was a corner office - but not anymore). So I have two dusky amethyst drapes hung (leftovers from an old apartment)...and yes, everything in my office tends towards purple, fushia and copper (which is a nice word for the burnt orange office carpeting and "oak" desktop) with black filing cabinets. People walk into my office and go "wow!" The pictures on the wall above are two pieces of original art - by two little boys near to my heart. They were my 50th birthday presents (and this was before the youngest DGS was born). The huge piece in the first photo is an art poster from the Los Angeles Celebration of Canadian Contemporary Native Art back in 1987 called "My Grandmother, Myself" by artist Maxine Noel. I've had it for years but only recently got it framed and up on the wall - it's one of my favorite pieces - I can only imagine how beautiful the original must be. I found it back in my "feminist/womanist" activism days at the Women's Center at Virginia Tech. It speaks to my steadfast insistence of the critical importance in women's lives of the concept of matriarchal lineage back to the dawn of time. I read somewhere that our cells remember, even if our minds can't recall, the stories of our foremothers and grandmothers. I believe that, with all my heart.
That was back when I first discovered Barbara G. Walker, too, but that period was long before I knew of her knitting tomes... *wink*
Oh. And this is what I'm reading these days...
Fascinating. I'll be sure and tell you how it ends, okay?
7 Comments:
If I had seen the pictures of your office posted without identification, I would have known it was yours. It really looks great...all the parts play so well together.
I'll pass on the reading material. Enjoy !
No, don't spoil my pleasure in the book! Only nasty people do that.
(hee hee)
Please tell me how it ends! Does it end? Boy, the new 990's are murder.
I love your office! And your shawl.
Very very pretty shawl!!
The shawl is terrific! I may have to add that recipe to the queue.
I love seeing the space that people inhabit. You can imagine their stories so much better.
I once owned a copy of Accounting for Churches. Equally fascinating, I'm sure. It was scary but necessary for a non-trained volunteer bookkeeper, I'll tell ya!
I don't think I'll be staying awake waiting for the ending of *that* book! But I love the office tour, especially the art. Absolutely perfect :)
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