• Embroidery detail from a Chinese robe

    First, some history: My obsession with embroidery goes back to 2018 or so, when I first saw the Chinese court textiles exhibit at the Jordan Schnitzer Museum of Art. The museum, in Eugene OR, has an extensive display of Chinese art that’s worth a visit or six.

    The garments, intricately “painted” with fine silk threads, captivated me. Many robes dated back more than 100 years yet were vibrant with color. The individual threads seemed much finer than the embroidery thread I was familiar with.

    A year or two later, I discovered that “thread painting” is a popular art form (craft form? maybe a bit of both) and I began to learn. I used the easily available DMC cotton embroidery floss, bought patterns from really skilled embroiderers — Trish Burr, among others — and have been enjoying going deeper into a new skill. Eventually, I started creating my own projects. But always with cotton floss.

    Then I stumbled onto artist Helen Steven’s work. A British embroiderer, she works with Piper silks. It was clear to me she was using thread similar to the Chinese textiles silks that had so entranced me at the museum.

    I purchased one of her instruction booklets, ordered some Piper silks and tried my first project.

    My first effort with Piper silk thread
    Piper silk spools

    This was a whole new experience in managing materials. Piper silks are almost hairlike filaments, so thin they will fall through a typical needle. But they’re lustrous and beautiful and once I accepted the dexterity challenges of working with something so fine, I kind of fell in love.

    My first project on the left is a good beginner’s effort. Will I do more? Ah, well. A package just arrived in the mail from the UK Piper silk company. A stunning range of colors for me to play with. Each thread spool is about a half inch in diameter and 2 inches long and holds 87 yards of silk filament.

    Not sure what’s next but I’m pretty sure it’ll be my own design.

    If you want to be over-awed by Helen Steven’s work, either her website or her Facebook page might get you there.

  • yard sign in Eugene’s Friendly neighborhood

    The United Sates is a mythic place. It’s never quite existed as billed. It elevates freedom, yet its earliest economy was based on slave labor. It fought against genocide in Europe, yet tried mightily to destroy the continent’s first peoples.

    It welcomed immigrants, yet across many decades and for different reasons persecuted the Chinese and the Japanese who came here.

    Still, the best thinkers had these ideals of government chosen by the people and restrained by the rule of law. They envisioned a country where people of differing beliefs and backgrounds could exist side by side with respect.

    When France gave the United States the Statue of Liberty, a poet wrote a fine sonnet extolling the virtue of a welcoming place. Titled The New Colossus, it’s something to consider as current government leaders exercise power rather than restraint.

    No country lives up to its highest ideals. None of us as individuals do. But we have ideals that we publicly honor as a way of agreeing that we want to be our best selves. It’s tragic to watch those ideals being so undermined.

    Here’s the text of The New Colossus, written by poet Emma Lazarus, 143 years ago. Apparently we no longer aspire to be Mother of Exiles. Seems we’re reverting to the old Colossus, aspiring to domination rather than peaceful co-existence.. I wonder if the people will exercise their control of government in the coming year and in 2028, and whether this government, so bent on power, will actually allow it. And whether the generals, at the end of the day, will go along.

  • Hiking Colorado’s Wet Mountains

    I always underestimate the time it takes to edit. It’s like hiking in the mountains. You’re walking along, focused on what’s in front of you. You estimate the time it will take to get through 80,000 or so words of a novel. Then you come around a bend in the story and you just stop. You read the section over. You read it again. The plot is broken here. It’s not just a tidying up job anymore. It’s like you just discovered the ridge you thought you’d be clearing in another 10 minutes, is a couple hours away.

    Susan Palmer 09/2024

    Or a whole day away. Or a week away. Damn.

    Here’s another metaphor. You are operating on a patient. You think they just need some stitches, but then you look closer and discover they’re about to lose a limb. Sigh. This is where I try to remind myself of writer Anne Lamott’s great advice about writing. You do it word by word or in her particular metaphor “bird by bird.”

    Being here now is challenging when I really want to be 150 pages forward, past this tangle. The only way out is through. I’m glad my previous project has found a publisher. This project is far from ready.