Joyful color mixing

Looking forward and not backward can be daunting in 2020. Even more so after an accident, a pandemic, and three flights of stairs. But nothing keeps Lindly Haunani down.

After she took over her own physical therapy, Lindly set goals. For her hands, it was knitting and then drawing. Fine motor skills are returning. For her legs, it’s to walk to the food co-op, a mere 12 blocks away. Stuffed grape leaves and real cheese beckon. For the mind, it’s meditation. For the soul, it’s the pursuit of color, texture, and design. Or maybe it’s vice versa. Or maybe they all meld together.

In her own words,  “The first time I was able to go outside and walk around I was almost overwhelmed with awe. The feel of the wind on my skin, the fresh green scents in the air, the billowing white clouds above, and the bark of the tree in front of me – everything was exquisitely present and magical.

“I anticipated that since it has taken this long to get back to polymer it might be an emotional and frustrating experience. Apparently I waited until the perfect moment as just hearing the sound of my pasta machine motor running brought joy. I am working to complete a color mixing project I had started in January.”

As Lindly says, “That was then, this is now.” It’s her new mantra. The teacher is still teaching. You can help here.

Debbie Jackson’s got the blues

Debbie Jackson showcases her indigo patterns on PolymerClayDaily.com

Yes, I’ve really got the blues, not because I’m sad, but for the love of the rich blues of African Indigo-dyed textiles produced by the Yoruba people of Nigeria.

The hinged vessel pendant above is titled, Gathering of the Masaai, an ethnic group from Kenya and Tanzania. I love how they adorn themselves in layers of beaded neckpieces.

This mixed media piece includes African Indigo Textile, seed beads, and cane work. To see more of how I’ve had the blues over the summer, click this link…

Temporary separation


I’m off for September. Not to worry. I’m doubling down on the book writing that got sidelined last year when my husband was ill and life started snowballing for everyone.

Books are hard to assemble and I don’t want to give up on this one. It’s too near to my heart and too close to the finish line to give up now.

In the meanwhile, I’m assembling a group of artists to pinch-hit for PCD. Don’t be surprised if we drop the ball from time to time.

This is a temporary separation that I’m hoping our relationship can withstand. We’ll appreciate each other a whole lot more in October. Stay well. CT