Sunday, May 8, 2011

A Thought For Today

A thought for today and everyday from a favorite actress.
"For attractive lips, speak words of kindness. For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people. For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry. For beautiful hair, let a child run their fingers through it once a day. For poise, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone. People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone. Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you will find one at the end of each of your arms. As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands; one for helping yourself, and the other for helping others." - Audrey Hepburn

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Mangler Retreat

Fabric Manglers Retreat
Camp Hazen
April 29-May 1, 2011

"A journey is best measured in friends rather than miles"
Tim Cahill

Expectations with a
talented group found a groove
after a slow start.
(A newspaper poem)

It had been 8 years since the last Mangler retreat at beautiful Camp Hazen on Cedar Lake in Cheshire, Connecticut. It was time to re institute the retreat. It was our weekend to relax, rejuvenate, reconnect, and create. We planned some group activities and some time to work on our own projects. The resident chef prepared gourmet meals for us and accommodated our individual needs. The staff was always there for us whether is was to take our picture or show us the walking trail.

Friday evening, after arriving and settling in we gathered in the lakeside room, which would become our studio for the week end, to create crowns and scepters compliments of Colleen.

We shared information and techniques.

We started Saturday morning working on our Standing Guardian dolls compliments of Patty.

It wouldn't be a Mangler Retreat without the company of dolls.

We seemed to have brought everything except the one thing we needed most, but someone would always come to the rescue. You would think there wasn't much left at home. But if you know a doll artist, there is always more where this came from.

We used paint sticks to paint on fabric complements of Angie.

Gail shared her Zentangles with us.

A work in progress.

Sunday morning came and after cleaning up we had time to relax and work a little before lunch
and saying our good byes until next year.

Water rushes past
Youth meets time and pays no heed
Shrubs grow and wither
Memories flash and are savored
Maturity takes its price
(A Tanka poem)