Spring at Last


So they were going to have a photoshoot at Tiffany & Co. It was early on a Sunday morning


and I was off to look at 5th Avenue and the park from above.


The next day the sun shone! Hooray!


There were ranunculuses like ballerinas at the green market


and a bunny family picnicking in ABC Carpet’s window.


Nearer home I savor flowers


then go for a walk to see the wisteria on 20th Street.


A Snowy Saturday and Very Cold

Not a good day for going outside…except possibly to go to the greenmarket where I find

IMG_3606interesting patterns on the rutabagas –IMG_3607

and whatever these things are…


It is miserable out and one’s hands turn red immediately.

IMG_3613Snow falls on the wool


and the bread…

IMG_3615pears and more pears…

IMG_3616so I go home to make wooly hats

IMG_3621Happy New Year!



England in November

Damp, cold, melancholy – exactly how I like it.

Herewith some some photos from Wiltshire.IMG_2592The hobbit house…IMG_2479and an apple tree…IMG_2466Rosie with her bebe gun for frightening the crows.

IMG_2602Indoors the kitchen with its open fire beckons.

IMG_2490as do the stairs.

IMG_2436In the church the shelves need dusting  – melancholy indeed

IMG_2622as are the poppies for Remembrance Sunday.IMG_2540Such stormy skies!IMG_2726And a bare tree in Surrey too.

Flowers and Vegetables

Flowers and Vegetables are reliably cheering. I’m lucky enough to live within walking distance of Union Square green market.

I’m writing this on my phone – impossible to edit.

The grass and twigs part of an installation by my 8 year old grandson.

Currently rereading Thackeray’s Vanity Fair. Very, very cynical and very very funny.

Also Quentin Bell’s 1984 A New and Noble School about the Pre-Raphaelites. Wonderfully erudite and also splendidly amusing in an art historical sort of way.

I’m working on a novella about a very badly behaved girl set in the 60’s.

Amazon has most of my other books. Just tap in Elizabeth Wix.

Happy Halloween 

Shape, Color, Needlepoint and Trains of Thought…

I have been most neglectful of my blogs for a long time – mostly, I think, because of Instagram which doesn’t require any thought or tying anything together.

Themes/connections/symbolism….oh dear oh dear.

Anyway, some summer thoughts.

Lori’s garden on Long Island…

IMG_0158with round pom pom shapes of hydrangeas and the swirl of hostas.

IMG_0160The fall of shadow on the barn with the sail boats in the window heading….somewhere.


Gone to seed dill and cilantro from the roof looking leggy.

This latest obsession with shape and color has to do with needlepoint which I have recently rediscovered – after a thirty year hiatus – since everyone has more than enough hand knitted  hats.


These are my first two efforts  – but they are done from kits where they send you everything in a little bag. (Erhman Tapestry). So the next step is to design my own. Frances (Cityviews/CountryDreams), has lent me a super book of Bloomsbury needlepoints by Melinda Coss which are quirky and charming and enviable.


So this is inspiration,


as are Florine Stehttheimer’s paintings currently on show at the Jewish Museum


What verve, what energy! How she has looked at Matisse and Chagall and Klimt and Gaugain – well, everyone really. How theatrical she is.


So after all that looking at things and thinking about things, a break at the diner is called for.


But, lo and behold there are the round pom pom shapes of the stools and spots of light scattered.


Back to the drawing board – well, photographing board


I go to Union Square and look at bouquets.


I go to the roof and eat cherries.


I contemplate the charming teacup sent me by Jo Paley andIMG_9699

a photo of some flowers in London which look like a painting.


I look at flowers collected by my granddaughters


and a photo of anemones taken earlier this summer…

So, I have a great deal of inspiration but absolutely no achievement so far – unless you count thinking about things…

Loving re-reading Evelyn Waugh and wallowing in Patti Smith’s M Train – the latter evocative of the late and very much lamented WG Sebald.

And now to stop babbling on the blog and back to designing.