The famed and always fantastic PS 321 Holiday Fair is around the corner and I can't wait to see you all IN PERSON! This market is wonderful– full of luscious gifts from excellent designers and makers, and the added benefit of supporting one of our local public elementary schools. I can do all my holiday shopping here, very happily. Well, maybe here and the Park Slope Food Co-op, whose holiday delicacies compel me. The PS 321 Holiday Shop is Saturday December 2nd, from 10am-5pm. Don't miss it!

I'll have lots of JEWELRY, as well as the beloved Feminist tee shirts, especially for kids and babies... Start them early, and they'll change the world. FWIW: they already are.

I'll also have various and sundry other goodies. TBA.

My hands have been busy, for which I am grateful. 

Silver and gold handmade hamsas, made by me

All I want to do these days is make things! It's like all the deferred creative energy of the last few years is spilling out all at once. Some of that energy has been diverted into my current obsession: Ceramics.

After a 30 year hiatus (no clay since high school, where I took the available studio and instruction for granted) I've been spending hours reacquainting myself. Man it's fun. 

Mother/daughter cups.. sweet, right?

That, plus a long term quilt project: a hexie quilt, my first quilt of any kind, and utilizing the English Paper Piecing technique, also new to me. It's exciting and challenging for me to work on a project that will take me at least a year. It simply will, because that's how long it takes. I'm usually more of an instant gratification person, so I'm enjoying surrendering to the process, and the time it takes.

Working on my Hexie quilt on Amtrak last month

I'm happier when I'm making things, but I've felt conflicted about adding to the world's "stuff". Most everything I'm making is utilizing jewelry supplies and fabric pieces I already have, and that in itself is gratifying. These bits and bobs are fulfilling their (current) destiny, which feels good. 

Let me know if you are looking for anything in particular, and I'll see what I can do :)

xDiana

Happy Fall, ya'll! 

I'm happy to be making things again. Things: quilts and ceramics and jewelry, oh my! Yeah. The last couple of years(!) have felt like swimming through syrup.. heavy and thick and hard to breathe. Maybe that's depression? Maybe that's just what I've needed to experience? Maybe it was a perfectly reasonable response to some lousy cards? Either way, I'm excited to be excited again. 

And yes, there have been lots (and lots!) of bright spots in that time, and I've been drinking in the riches of other people's creative expressions, but the dark spot has been my lack of interest in creating, an itch and a muscle that until recently had never deserted me, so I'm truly thrilled to welcome it back. Hello, muses. 

I'll be at the PS 321 Holiday Market on Saturday, December 2nd with lots of new and beautiful things and you know I'd love to see you there. In the meantime.. Here are some new earrings. As I said when I made their smaller sister, they're to honor the times that aren't always smooth. There's beauty in the rougher textures too.

It's Easter Sunday and I've spent the afternoon updating the site, culling and adding and editing. There's more to come (always) and yet it feels like a bit of clearing the cobwebs has happened. New bits and bobs are trickling in, and that's exciting. I'll soon be adding a bar/bat mitzvah/ sweet sixteen gift collection, because the season is upon us!

Like so many of us, I continue to feel my way through this uncertain time. As such, I urge you to take care of yourself: whatever you're feeling and doing is OKAY. And hey, I made some pretty eye pillows to encourage rest and relaxation

I look forward to being fully vaxxed in just a couple more weeks, and can't wait to venture out into the world more. 

I plan to wake up the Short Story Book Club shortly, so if you want in join the page/group here. The SSBC requires NO prep; we read the story aloud together when we meet, and meeting in a park or beach is an essential part. I think this time we'll incorporate some fantastic local authors, reading and discussing their work.. we're so totally lucky to live among so many brilliant writers!

The NYC Mayoral race is heating up and while I'm sure I'll have a longer screed, and hopefully a Persisticon event to announce, in the meantime; plan to VOTE FOR A WOMAN. There are FANTASTIC candidates (yes, I'm yelling with those all caps.) New York City deserves a fresh start with a visionary Mayor who can and will bring her lived experience to bear on the job. AND because ranked choice voting is in effect, it's a more open field. I love Maya Wiley, Dianne Morales and Kathryn Garcia. They're all electable if you vote for them.

Stay safe!

xDiana

And I'm in love. I always wanted a singular pearl drop, super simple and luminous and elegant. And lo, I finally made one. It's lovely, truly. I'm pleased.

Available in 14kt rose or yellow gold or sterling silver, suspended from a delicate 18" chain, with stunning Tahitian pearls in deep grey or creamy lustrous white.

Aren't they splendid? :)

Hi all,

We've been closed for five weeks now. 

What have I been up to? Probably the same as every owner of every business you pass on the street who has been mandated closed: trying to figure out how to save my store.

That and making masks and sourdough, because I'm a pandemic cliche. I'm getting pretty good at both.

Thank you all for the support, the online purchases, the gift certificate purchases and the words of encouragement. Keep it up! It means the world.

I'd be lying if i said what we're facing isn't dire.

Sending big love to all. Stay safe! Stay home! Wear your masks! Shop local.. online

xDiana

PS, if you're local and want sourdough starter, I'm happy to share

Dr. Laura Melville, Emergency Physician at Methodist and a girlfriend of mine for 17 years, picking up cloth masks to wear on her bike commute

Nobody in my house is wearing real pants, but we are clapping and cheering for essential workers at 7pm each night

Strangest and most tragic Spring in my 25+ years in Brooklyn, but still beautiful