Is this not the sweetest little, full-size Eric Taylor basket ever???
I say “full-size” because he has lots of mini and small baskets that are miniature representatives of his full-size baskets. And of course, I find most of those adorable, such as his Cottage Smalls Tool Basket.
But this basket is not one of his mini’s or smalls. It is named the Cottage Bird’s Nest Basket and it is so adorable! He will be teaching it in a couple days at the Georgia Basketry Convention in Atlanta, along with his Pencil Twist Basket.
When he comes back, I’m definitely going to swipe this charming creation of his, and put it on my desk. It would be perfect to store my little iPad headphones, or maybe some paper clips, or move it to my drawing table and store my silver push pins… well, maybe I shouldn’t put it there since it may get charcoal or paint on it.
I don’t know, but I will think of something before he comes back with his sample. All I know, is this Bird’s Nest is mine after the GBA!
Q: How long did it usually take us to get to John C. Campbell Folk School when we lived in New Hampshire?
Eric: Two long days in the car since I don’t like to drive more than 10 hours in one day before I have to teach for a week.
Q: So how awesome was it, to leave our house in Tennessee, and arrive at the campus in only 3 hours?
Eric: It was REALLY awesome. Exactly why we moved South. I’m not exhausted from sitting in a car for two days and staying at a grungy hotel.
Before I ask the next question, I need to share with you all (I mean y’all since I now live in the South) this picture I snapped at Mr. Basketmaker’s class this evening in Brasstown and who you are looking at.
Does anyone recognize her? Yes, it is the GBA’s Madam President Pattie Bagley and Resident Artist of the folk school, I might add. And she was caught pink-handed TEXTING during class! (get it… pink-handed because she has a pink phone… yeah… lame… I know.)
Yes, that is Miss Pattie in all her presidential glory! She is taking Eric’s weekend class and as you can see, her barely-begun creel basket is cast off to the side like a watered down drink while she gets some laughs from her texts. Bad Pattie!
Now this leads me to Mr. Basketmaker’s next question…
Q: I thought you had a NO Texting & Weaving Policy?
Eric: I do.
Q: Then why is this student texting?
Eric: Because it’s Pattie and her presidential power has gone to her head. She does what she wants.
(editor’s note: for those who are more on the serious side — we are just poking fun at our dear friend Miss Pattie! So all in good fun people! All in good fun! And Eric really doesn’t have an official “no texting” policy in his class. He just pretends he does.)
Q: What annoyed you this week?
Eric: Your brother and your Dad whining again about me, the Commissioner, and the league when it hasn’t even started yet!
This is how Eric looks on the evening of his last day of classes after a workshop — in his favorite cap, sitting back in his chair all relaxed and with an extra big smile.
Here, he’s extra giddy because one of his students, Nova Grande (she has the coolest name ever!) from the Georgia Basketry Convention, slipped me some money to buy him a drink. So without him knowing, I pretended to go to the ladies room and had the waiter deliver him a Margarita on the rocks, with no salt of course (me, I like my rims salted, but not Mr. Basketmaker). He was happily surprised and tipped his glass up and said “Here’s to Nova Grande!”