The sewing machine has tension problems - just look at that loopy thread on the back of the next dotty piece -
and it can't go for repair till tomorrow. So I'm having a "desk day" today, getting caught up on "everything" - interspersing 15-minute bouts at the computer with 15-minute bouts of tidying, sorting, purging. This is so good for the soul!

But first, another eraser-cutting exercise
At first the chains of loops didn't seem promising, but you try anything, don't you - here a swarm of bees emerged. Printing on paper (yes it's the inside of an old envelope - waste not, want not!) takes rather less ink/paint than printing on cloth.

In the first stages of the clearout, an April issue of Time Out was definitely headed for recycling - but had to be looked at quickly, and who should be pictured but my (former; and briefly, alas) singing and piano teacher, Lorraine Bowen -- haven't seen her for ages, so it's good to know that she's still delighting audiences with her wacky toonz and vibrant personality -
Also in that issue, an item that fits right in with my "dames & dawgs" photography, handbags shaped like dogs. Bizarre. They're made by Love on a Leash and include dachshunds, chihuahua, labrador. Better than carrying a real live doggy poking out of a handbag, or trailing a small dog along on its least to trip up people and get stepped on?

Dealing with the ever-growing pile of magazines (never mind all the magazines that are safely stashed away) has been on my "to do" list forever. They are mostly art and fibreart mags, with so many lovely pictures in them! Working on a weekly journal, I know how much work goes into putting magazines together. OK, thousands of copies are printed, hundreds of thousands even, so why do I want to "save" this particular one .... and these images are retrievable on the net ... there's no lack of images these days, not like when I was younger and (in retrospect) starved of this good stuff. So, out they should go (some day) -- but boy oh boy, do old habits and old longings die hard!

The sorting process has already turned up several things (leaflets, newspaper cuttings) that cry out to be blogged about. This is how those annoying, endless little heaps start, right?