by Sue Schlabach | Dec 2, 2012 | Christmas, Creativity, Friendship, Handmade, Holidays, homepage, Natural World, Vermont, Winter
Fresh snow fell yesterday morning. A nice way to begin December. I pinned the first of Peggy’s jingle bells to the hem of my coat, opened the first of my 24 advent packages—a gorgeous garland of rustic wooden stars—sent from my dear friend in France, and headed...
by Sue Schlabach | Nov 29, 2012 | Artisanal Living, Artists, Creativity, Design, England, Fashion, Handmade, London, Sewing
Where I left you on Columbia Road in London, not so long ago, was Vintage Heaven and Cake Hole. Oh to be there today, nibbling cake and sipping tea. I am, however content to be here this morning. There is a dusting of snow on the hillside and animals waiting at the...
by Sue Schlabach | Nov 18, 2012 | Color, Creativity, Design, Handmade, Paris, Photography, Sewing, Travel
Early September, my last day in Paris. I was tired and pledged not to overdo it. Take photographs. Write notes. Draw sketches. But Paris has a habit of luring me up streets and around corners. In the end I walked about 1o miles. The weather was good—the morning rain...
by Sue Schlabach | Nov 13, 2012 | Artists, Creativity, Design, Friendship, In the Studio
Many thanks to Pearly Queen Notebook for bestowing me with the One Lovely Blog Award. I am long overdue in thanking her and passing on the goodwill to so many other deserving artists and writers. Pearly Queen makes new jewelry from old. I have huge respect for this....
by Sue Schlabach | Oct 23, 2012 | Artists, Creativity, Design, Fashion, Interior Design, Photography
Cattywumpus is a good word. I don’t know how it is spelled. It’s the word that came to mind when I rounded the bend near the dressing rooms at Liberty of London back in September. There I came face to face with one of Deborah Bowness’ dress...
by Sue Schlabach | Aug 24, 2012 | Autumn, Creativity, Design, Handmade, In the Studio, Natural World, Sewing, Summer, Vermont
This is what late August feels like-misty and chilly when we wake up. Our view is eclipsed by clouds that sit on our hilltop obscuring everything a few feet beyond the windows. I am out in the studio at 7 am and the sun just broke through the fog. Outside me door jays...
