On one wall is a sampler of the time-treasured arts of quilting and calligraphy; on the other, computer-generated color-jam circa 2010. On mom’s wall, there are scenes of the stony fields of the Isle of Skye; on Justin’s, photos of rock ‘n rollers. You can see fabric batiks, jewelry created from a handful of 1 million plastic bread-bag clips, a lineup of Converse High Tops, Indie films on a nearby monitor, and a Labrosone Confabulation (literally, a conversation between brass instruments). Beaucoup eclecticism.
Equally fascinating, through newspaper clippings and journals, you can witness the transformation of Kris over the past 30 years: rooting her way through various art forms while raising Justin and Ryan, stretching and reaching, and finally blossoming into Kutztown Area Middle School’s art instructor. Her business card says it all: Sculpting Futures. Stop in and enjoy it, Laurie Lynch
|Freshly dug Jerusalem artichokes|
For “Tuerky” Day (my apologies to Kris and Justin): visit Fleur-de-Lys for your fresh parsley, sage, and thyme. (Rosemary went to potted-plant heaven during the drought). Also available, winter savory and chocolate mint!
Handmade for the Holidays: We’ve got Deb Zvanut’s Baskets in the Woods hand-woven creations and F-d-L lavender wands.
Blog Bounty: Vanessa brought over a wonderful pork-and-apple-stuffed butternut and I supplied the chard pie, and together we figured out how to “wrap text” and insert a second photo!
Written on Slate: No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds, November!