There seems to be an animal theme going on in my life right now. Dogs, horses, ducks… and now these birds (though my friend Basak saw them and thought they were dinosaurs; perhaps my sewing skills need some improvement). I think they’ll be part of this mobile project, even though I don’t know anyone who […]
The park police rode their horses into the neighborhood to pick up some lunch at The Yellow Submarine, then sauntered up Sixth Avenue, greasy sandwich bags in hand, to return to work. What is it about cops on horses that delights people so much?
I spent half an hour fishing pins out of the bottom of my sewing box. Surely, I thought to myself, there has to be a better way to store pins. Well, duh. That’s what pincushions are for.