by Suzann Thompson | Feb 22, 2006 | Life, Retro Blog Post, TextileFusion
We finished our first mosaic samples today! Each student chose a color photocopy of an ancient mosaic. We traced the pieces onto wax paper with water soluble pen, then transferred the design to a moist hydrated lime base. But back to the beginning. Monday morning we...
by Suzann Thompson | Feb 19, 2006 | Crochet, Knitting, Life, Retro Blog Post, TextileFusion
When I walked to my hotel in Ravenna today, I ran across a parade! Kids in costume were everywhere. Confetti and streamers and silly string were everywhere, too. Different schools had floats, which some kids rode on and more kids followed. All were wearing costumes....
by Suzann Thompson | Feb 17, 2006 | Knitting, Life, Retro Blog Post, TextileFusion
My girls are looking forward to ten days of canned ravioli suppers, movies, and fun with Dad, while I am off in Italy, attending the Mosaic Art School. They’ll have a good time. So will I. My serious packing time has been devoted to deciding what projects to...
by Suzann Thompson | Feb 12, 2006 | Crochet, Knitting, Life, Retro Blog Post, TextileFusion
This is Enchanted Rock. It is an enormous dome of pink granite rising out of the central Texas landscape. We were expecting cold, clear weather today, so we took the girls there for a climb. Believe me, it’s better to do it in the cold rather than the heat! We knew...
by Suzann Thompson | Feb 5, 2006 | Knitting, Life, Retro Blog Post, TextileFusion
It’s so much fun to Knit Along! I’m joining the enormous Olympic knitting team, organized by Coach Yarn Harlot. I will be knitting for Team Italy. Why? I will in Italy, physically, actually, in person, really, really, during the Olympics. No, not to watch...
by Suzann Thompson | Feb 1, 2006 | Crochet, Knitting, Life, Retro Blog Post, TextileFusion
My mother, Anna Thompson, turned 70 years old today. She taught me to knit and crochet, passing down the skills to another generation of our family. Her grandmother (my Groβoma) could knit socks with her hands under the table, while her eyes were occupied with...
