The photograph I use in place of a logo, is an old agitator from the wringer washing machine we used while it sat on our back porch when I was a young girl. Mom salvaged the agitator when the washing machine gave out, but it has always been an object she treasured throughout my growing up years and I acquired it from her about 15 years ago. It now sits displayed in my studio propped up in its own impressive miniature easel. Mom probably admired it for a number of reasons, and in all honestly, I think it was because she has always worked with her hands.
Mom opened raw oysters on and off for about 20 years, raised eight of us children, crocheted bedspreads, knitted and sewed our clothes, tatted her own doilies and taught advanced oil painting. She learned how to do bead work in her late 70’s and if that wasn’t impressive enough, I taught her how to hook wool rugs in her 80’s and her last rug creation was completed when she was 88. At one point, she even painted the hands and fingernails on this old washing machine agitator and some remnants of the past still exist on it to this day. The hands of both the agitator and my mom have seen a lot, tended a lot and created a lot!
While I don’t open oysters or crochet bedspreads, I do a lot with my hands. I am also a nurse so first and foremost a healer, a creator, an avid rug hooker, a painter, a knitter, an overall creator of innovation when necessary or an idea strikes. A decorator and even now, a blog writer. So while we all utilize our hands in different ways, hopefully those of you who choose to follow this blog will appreciate the way in which I share the use of my hands with creative, innovative ideas and useful information.
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