blue moons

The front gate of the Long Beach Museum of Art, the bus stop map stand and the ocean cliff railing.

What a wonderful installation, a beautiful night with amazing moonlight. listening to the great Pacific Ocean's waves gently rolling in and the Long Beach Museum of Art as the backdrop.  A bus bench replete with patron, a young man from a small town in Washington State marveling at the wonders of Southern California was chatty company.  The blue moons we installed apparently were loved by many as they were almost all gone by morning.  So I suppose as a 'blue moon' passes in the night so did all 70 of our 'blue moons'.  It is all fluid, beautiful and delicious. 

I have a two teens, and need to get out of my head...so:

My knitting for the 'living spindle' before it got onto my arms.

Marco as the 'human spindle' and black moth from Pierrot

I participated in a knitting performance art piece in Long Beach on the weekend of the Convergence.  There was a special artwalk in downtown to entertain our weaving visitors from out of town and we decided to make a splash.  It worked.  What an amazing time we had in our 'Carnival of Knitting oddities'.  There was a barker, a 'human spindle' (the photo of Marco above).  The black moth from Pierrot, the 'largest knitting needles in the world' being used as the knitter walked with two assistants.  There was (me) knitting with 'human arm' knitting 'needles' (I did the knitting on my arms instead of using needles), a huge knitted undulating tube filled with people, the 'mad' needle dropper and all of this was encased in sound being created by the performers via electronic hook-ups.  wow, it was spectacular!  Loved every minute of it. 

life, gets in the way of blogging...

me, after coffee

my new amazing sock bag, that fits on my wrist so I can knit...anywhere!

my son Logan, second from right, rowing in Tennessee for Nationals, they came in 4th.

Yarn bomb!  on the Wyland dolphin sculpture in front of McKenna's by the bay in Long Beach.

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the above 3 items have been spurned by both peer pressure and the acquisition of  an iphone.  gads, I cannot believe I have succumbed.  'one of us, one of us' continues to ring my head.  true, I am now...one of you.
and, dailymile: hestian (running bloggish site).
so, as things become more instant, you can follow me on the above sites!
No fear, I will continue to blog, when I can sit down at a 'big' computer.
now, I think I will go and knit. 

Yarnivore bites 500 hearts

on a tree in the middle of the street

it does not say, no 'heart' parking

Scratch bakery love

two hearts on a pole

uh...scratch

hearts on a bike rack and a heart on the bike

meter with a heart

Luna's door has a heart

bite a crepe

bite a Jamba Juice

It's my birthday and there are 500 crocheted hearts gracing the streets in Belmont Shore.  Oh what a lovely morning, 4:30 a.m. found the yarnivore hanging hearts at Scratch bakery and in front of Twig & Willow.  We were then on to 2nd street, Belmont Shore.  My youngest (16) son and a friend in yarn (Nancy) were there to assist.  Luna, Battalions of Beauty, Pussy & Pooch, Jamba Juice, Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf, Mira di Bello, and even the Grunion Gazette were some of the businesses bitten by the yarnivore's heart bomb.  The hearts were hung perfectly from so many perches, each one oh, so adorable...and delicious.

yarnivore bites, snowflakes Scratch

detail of snowflake bombs

crocheted snowflake bombs

It has been cold and windy here in Long Beach California, actually dipping down into the 40's at night (I hear the frozen snickers from readers in more northern climes).  It is December, so befitting of the weather and the season I crocheted some lovely little snowflake bombs.  They were set out tonight, three hanging from the now infamous 'fork' bike rack at 4th and Termino in Belmont Heights.  Two hang on the door handle of the amazing and tasty Scratch Bakery and one on the awning.  As I left the scene I saw them dancing in the cold late night breeze, so white, so frosty and oh so delicious.

biting twigs and willows

twig and willow bomb

There is a lovely little store called 'twig and willow' on 4th street in Long Beach California right next to a terrific eatery, The Coffee Cup Cafe.  Out side of this pleasant boutique are two red bike racks shaped like hearts, how quaint.  They need to be bitten, so I crocheted up some orange-y cherry blossom shapes with bright green centers, attached together with a brown twig like chain stitch to bite them with.  I will be bombing in the morning....delicious.

yarnivore bites cookies!

cookies down the fork

string of cookies

cookie cluster

cookie cluster too

a string of cookies now adorn the fork/bike rack on Termino and 4th street in Long Beach California.  A little bitty cupcake with pink frosting and a 'cherry' on top is dangling from the front door of the soon to be bakery there.  these little cookies just went so well on the fork.  this yarn guerrilla has sunk her teeth into some delicious crocheted cookies....mmmmm, tasty!

hungry guerrilla

the guerrilla is hungry and the yarnivore is ready to bite.  the linguini is gone, eaten up by some passerby so the the fork stands bare again.  last time I served up a pasta dish, this time it will be salad...a lovely piece of leafy green has been crocheted and is waiting to be served up on the street corner 'al fresco'.
I will 'plate' the large leaf on my way to work, so check back to see what the yarnivore bites.

yarnivore bites!

The yarnivore bites 2nd street, Belmont Shore in Long Beach CA, June 11th, 2011.
It was misting in the sleepy beach town at 5:00 a.m. when she arrived with yarn b*mbs in hand/trunk to spread yarny goodness to all who may notice.   Jamba Juice employees just showing up for work and a few pups being taken for early morning walks were her only company.  This was a lonely venture for the yarnivore, after days of solo crocheting, it was time.  The day had arrived, International Yarn B*mbing Day, 2011!  Hurrah!
Several parking meters offered up their stems to be covered in crochet as one crosswalk button and a street sweeping sign became yarn graffiti targets.  
Where will the yarnivore bite next?
Veni, Vedi, Acubus Texui.

parking meter bitten by the yarnivore

a flowery yarnivore bite

yarnivore bites the street sweeper sign

a pink yarnivore bite left for a hair salon