I’ve been collecting archival information about my grandmother, Bessie Murray, and the Nova Scotia Tartan. I found this Macleans cover from 1957 in an old email from my dad, that I think really gets across the “tartanism” of the time. The tartan was just four years old at this point, and apparently, already plastered all over everything– thanks in large part to the initiative of premier Angus L. Macdonald. Despite its name, Nova Scotia at […]
Dressing the loom takes an eternity.
Linking to two Discoglobe Interactive posts about videogame scope.
I break out my speedweve loom for the first time and make patches ’til the sheep come home
I detail my plans for creating a Montreal Tartan, and make my first warp– that’s the long vertical threads– for the loom, with Penelope’s help.
My new-old loom needs some work to make it usable. It also gets a new name.
In which I go out and find myself a loom, and wonder how my grandmother would have handled the Internet.
I want to recognize the tracks I listen to on repeat. Today: Sicilian composer-violinist Francesca Guccione’s atmospheric analog-electronic chamber music.
In which I embark on a major project to learn from a book my grandmother co-wrote, in 1974.
A couple of years ago in Slovenia, we bought these weird placemats that show a cow in the alps, with some hand drawn floral art, and then, inexplicably, a gopher photoshopped into the foreground. But they needed some work…
