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Goals in life now include:

1. Learning to tango

2. Owning a dress in the colors of the woman in this video.

3. Finding a man to tango with

4. traveling to cool and colorful places to tango.

(also reminds me of the strategic color placements in costumes and scenery of the Umbrellas of Cherborg – check out the trailer!)

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When I moved to Greenpoint, Brooklyn in 1999, it was pretty much the last place the city would plow- particularly Franklin Street, just one block from the river.  Those of us, the recent immigrants from Poland and the Dominican Republic, and I would make our way to the grocery store and the G-train (in the hopes it was running) in the snow storm.  The snow would be half melted before the city would come and plow for us, by that time, the snow was transformed into brown slush and would then be pushed  re-covering the cars and make a new mountain at the cross walk we had to re-navigate.

But yesterday, my first snowfall in Lefferts Garden, I felt like I had finally arrived.  I woke at 4 am to the sound of snow plows cleaning up the pithy snow storm mother nature gave us. What!!!??? On my day off I have to awake at 4 am!!?- and yet, What?! I live somewhere the city cares to plow? I think the later is the more interesting question. The ironies of living farther out in Brooklyn than I ever could have imagined, yet on a busy street. I did fall asleep again, and woke later to photograph, and instragram this:

Yup, the view out of my window, Brooklyn, New York.  How did I get so lucky?

There was no biking to weaving class today, so I pulled on my new boots and applied lots of layers of big clothes and I headed out on foot for Weaving Hand.

On the way I pondered snowflakes.  Hexagons of nature…the above picture I found years ago on Wikipedia.

I stopped and looked at the snowflakes. I thought it ironic and beautiful that the hexagon pattern from the sidewalk peeked out from below the piles of snow; millions of tiny, individual and unique snowflakes in the shape of hexagons- that covered the sidewalk at the north end of Prospect Park, as I was on my way to uncover my ‘Hopeful Hexagon’ from last week.

Needless to say, I was a little late to class, everyone already enjoying tea and hardboiled eggs made by Cynthia.

It seemed everyone knew what to do, except me.  I started simply by taking off my yellow tape binding and immediately started to look like an indigenous indigo dyer with blue fingertips and filty nails.  I have to admit the process of unwrapping was a little anti-climatic.  My ties were not that strong and a lot of dye wiggled its way underneath.  I had to let this go, and, honestly is it so bad to have a bunch of died yarn in indigo?  Absolutely not.

Mia was sans vintage glasses this week, but equally funky and such a fun element to our class.  Here she is after her tape has come off and is about to start setting up the loom.

Mia clearly knew what she was doing and set up this beautiful warp.  I can’t wait to see what she weaves with next week.

I, on the other hand, started with this lump of yarns…in search of my hopeful hexagon that I tried so hard to bind off last week.

Rachel was there for me.  I’m so thankful for the small class where I’ve had a lot of individual attention to make sense of all of this.

I was after a few tries able to make sense of this.  The talk in the room was that this part in the process isn’t fun for anyone.  Even Susan talked about how she keeps thinking of ways to present this work to her grandson as a fun and exciting way to help Grandma.

I had not such a fun time with this warping the loom business.  MANY times I threaded and re-threaded to make sure it was all straight, and did not have such focus that I had last week.  It was truly a mind-warping experience.  Bad weaving joke, I know.

Five hours later I had this; I have warped a loom!  Above you can see my hopeful hexagon, or not really.  In a way it is a bit the negative of the sidewalk I saw on my way to class, I am looking for one specific hexagon to come out of the dark indigo instead of the many that were present in the white of the snow. Regardless it is in its own way very beautiful, unique, and not like any of the other Ikat dyes in the world.  My own snowflake.  Next week all of this labor will start to take shape into a woven article.

The image screams green, but when I continued to read I found the sad truth of the many ways that being green or eco for many is still just a trend that they do not take too seriously.  No, a clothing line is not good for the environmental if the models only have flowers in their hands while walking down the runway.  No, multiple materials from all over the world to make one design is no environmentally friendly, and more importantly I don’t think one is a good designer if one feels restricted to use of materials in your own back yard.

Yes, Budapest, you clearly have come a long way since I was there in 1994, but you have so much farther to come – and I also realize how much education is still needed, here and elsewhere in the world.

[via core 77 via cafe babel]

I came home to a little collection of Ground Cherries, also known as Physalis. I have never experienced them before, and am happy now say that I have.  They are little round fruits in varying colors from a pale mustard yellow to a ripe melon green.  They have a precious packaging delicately wrapping the fruit in a form similar to a Chinese Lantern.  The flavor is a cross between a tomato and a kiwi in my opinion, cherry-like in size only.

I could get all color snobby about the fact that they used the most predictable colors for this awesome photo shoot, but why bother?   This is cool! (wait a minute!  Where is yellow!?)

via YAY! EVERYDAY by Chris Glass

via You Don’t Even Know.

via Likeadesigner on Flicker, check out this one too.

Knit wear designer Veronika Persche, who is in town visiting New York from Austria.  I just love the conviction she has to mono-green.

Beautiful color story in the windows at Club Monaco.   The use of an orange sherbet and coral-red together is lovely.  The white shirt underneath makes a great transparency effect too.  And the yarn art boards in the back ground, I’d like them on my walls at home!

Toe-polish de jour – Tiffany Blue in the subway!

These innovators clearly know how to savor the coloUrs of life!

I didn’t even know such awards were given, but I had a great sense on Sunday that I’m bound for bigger things in my future – Benjamin Moore offers lifetime achievement awards for those who show fearless work in color.  Although, I am not an architect or an Interior designer, but am someone who aspires to have a lifetime of color.  Wonder how I can get tickets?  Diamond Baratta is being honored this year.

Photo above as seen on The New York Times style page, work of Olaf Nicolai above.  I love how the ovoid holes in the sofa offer a way to focus on a few of the colors of the full palette.  Beautiful!