Wednesday, July 23, 2008

look for me when the sun-bright swallow sings upon the birch bough high

Proof! That if called upon to pull a miracle out of me arse, I can actually sew.

I am quite pleased with how the volunteer t-shirt reconstruction turned out. Do note the sassy v-neck; I am quite pleased with that. And the part of which I am most proud is that I managed to sew up the gaping armpit holes without making the shirt all Frankensteiny and lumpy.

I used a little engineering to make a straight line down the side seams from where I was sewing up the armpit holes. And then I made certain I sewed up those new seams real good, even a couple of extra times, because the last thing I need is for the girls to come busting through a failed seam. There is an alarming amount of pressure being held back by a few threads. Nobody needs to see my shabby bra.

We had our orientation meeting at the record tent tonight. I was really happy to see that so many of us who worked the floor last year have returned. It was lovely to see all those little faces again, and I cannot wait for the folk festival to begin. One more sleep!

My work schedule is quite decent: 3-8 tomorrow, with an hour break at 5, 10-5 Saturday (break at 11:30) and 5-11 Sunday at the mainstage satellite tent, so I will be able to watch the mainstage concert from work that evening. Bonus.

Sadly, I won't be able to catch the Weakerthans' mainstage show, but we all have to make sacrifices for the common good. I should be able to catch one of their workshops during my break on Saturday.

Please drop by over the weekend for updates on the music, the atmosphere, the food, the encounters, and the surreal image of all those volunteers swanning about in our Hari Krishna-inspired t-shirts.

We will be challenging the very yellowness of the lilies in my garden.



19 comments:

Deb said...

Sewing?! Is there anything you DON'T do? Amazing. Will you marry me?

I've been hiding out at my rock...a little burnt out and nothing of any relevance to say lately. But I missed you and your wonderful corner of the world so here I am.

Westcoast Walker said...

You are a smart cookie Barb - volunteering at a fest is sooo the way to go if you are a ravenous music fan!

Allison said...

The shirt looks lovely! I'm impressed . They sure do take volunteering seriously, that's a lot of shifts. Are there many volunteers? I look forward to the recap! Its like a mini xmas in July for music. :)

Captain Karen said...

That's awesome! They should hire you to coolify all the volunteers' shirts. And I love the design. Cows listening to music. Ha!

mister anchovy said...

I'm looking forward to reading all about the folk festival, being a folky-dolky guy and all.

mellowlee said...

The shirt turned out fabulous! I am excited for you!!

Serah said...

Fantastic reconstruction job.

One of these days, I hope to make to the real folk fest.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

I didn't say that I sew well, Deb, but hopefully well enough to last the weekend without a wardrobe malfunction.
So glad to see you venturing from your rock for a bit. We missed you.

Volunteering at the folk fest is the BEST GIG EVER, Westcoast Walker! I want to live at the folk festival.

Apparently there are over 1300 volunteers at the Calgary Folk Fest every year, Al. I've lived in smaller towns than that.
We have to work 16 hours and the record tent crew boss really did a great job of spreading out the shifts this year, so that people get proper meal breaks and everything. And we get fed really well!
I am pleased with the shirt. Bet you didn't know I had it in me!

I think one shirt is pretty much all I can handle, Karen, and that took all the skills that I could muster. Some people really get inventive, with beads and fringes and all manner of creativity. I just snip.

Maybe one year we will see you gracing the shady shades of our lovely folk festival, Mister Anchovy? That would be incrediblly fun!

Keep your fingers crossed that the stitching holds, Mel! I think I will tuck a few safety pins in my bag just in case. Maybe a roll of duct tape too.
I am uber-excited!

I'm glad you can't see the work up close, Serah, but it still means a lot to be complimented on my reconstruction from a talented fabric artist such as yourself.
One day you have to make the trip out here for this one. It is one of the seven wonders of the world.

Kathleen said...

What no taping the seams?

You've come a long way since university - lol - it was from you I learned that you could tape up pants and not hem them.

justacoolcat said...

Nice work and I can't wait for the updates.

Dr. Monkey Von Monkerstein said...

Oh how I wish I could see that shirt on you in person. I bet you look smashing in it. Have a great time and tell us all about it when you get done.

BeckEye said...

What is this "sewing" that you speak of?

Barbara Bruederlin said...

I STILL do my hems that way, Kathy! Duct tape cures any ills, but I wouldn't really want to have any rubbing against my pits.

I think I may have inspired a few of the newbies to slice their shirts up last night, Dr M, in anticipation of sweatier weather today. Strangely, the boys never feel compelled to reconstruct theirs, though. Boys don't sweat?

I had to google it myself, Beckeye, it was a strange ritual practiced by ancient cultures, almost exclusively by the women. I was never able to figure out the purpose though.

Strawberry Blondie said...

You did an awesome job with that t-shirt! Domestic goddess and folk music volunteer superstar -- you officially kick ass. ;-)

Looking forward to more stories about festival adventures!

Will said...

Love that festival coverage! I'll check back soon.

Gifted Typist said...

Deb stole my comment, is there anything you don't do?
You look fabby
I hope the fest was/is fabby

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Aw shucks, Strawberry Blondie, that is quite a compliment to someone who can barely thread a ... what are they called? ... needles? Yeah, needles.

It's on the way, Will.

Festival was indeed fabby, Gifted, and amazingly, the shirt lasted the entire weekend!

URBAN BLONDE said...

You did a kick-ass job and I see from the comments it lasted all weekend. Now I challenge you to turn the shirt into a throw pillow. :)

Barbara Bruederlin said...

That's actually not a bad plan, Urban Blonde. Actually the shirt held up so well, I may even wear it again sometime.