Monday, February 29, 2016
Seasoned readers will think "oh, oh. she's been doing a whole lot of nothing." but, not so.
Mending, putting new bindings on old service quilts, actual zipper replacements - real old school stuff. I have new callouses.
It was warm enough to leave doors and windows open today and I was outside looking at the dyedeck wondering what would be next.
Wednesday, February 24, 2016
Friday, February 19, 2016
The Janome behaved well recently and the activity was rewarding mentally. This kind of design work sparks flow. Winter weight quilts or two layer flings..tops are tops.
I've had to make some major changes to my manuscript - pacing issues - and looking at this quilt, I'm realizing that good design is good design, no matter the medium.
The cloth speaks.
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
|when it was new|
In the meantime, the first quilt I made for Charlie has finally gotten the long promised and long overdue mending. I have not turned on the Janome since this quilt was first made more than eighteen months ago. I suppose I should clean and oil it.
I don't know what I was thinking when I discharged already tender cottons on the quilt top. Some of the pieces began to fray and develop holes just from day to day wash and wear.
At first, I was afraid I was going to have to deconstruct the entire thing, but the backing is substantial commercial batik so I'm counting on some sturdy, well-placed shirting patches and a new binding to hold things in service another year or two. I'll finish hand stitching that binding when he's sleeping tomorrow.
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Saturday, February 13, 2016
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Finding those UFOs yesterday and digging into their history has proven to be a catalyst for a much-needed mental rest, although, while in the design phase of the project, I'm finding paralelles to writing that I never did in the past. I think it's because I focused on this one..."the Heart of Life", a personal favorite that sold pretty quickly.
I found the post about the genesis of the badge project which includes a good shot of this piece in progress.
I can remember selecting and rejecting cloth, then cutting and folding and moving the shapes over and over until it was right.
Selecting and building the blended threads, choosing and executing each stitch. There was no hurry and no room for "whatever". I gave this little thing my all. That's what it takes, no matter what I'm doing or I'm not going to be satisfied with the outcome. This one will get finished soon and I'll mount it to a small canvas. They will all be for sale.
Tuesday, February 09, 2016
Yes, for reasons I won't dwell on, I missed both of those deadlines so the pieces that I started in 2012 and finished in 2013 probably they won't seen any exposure at a national show what with restrictions on the age of pieces. Or is that bit of fiber tomfoolery becoming a thing of the past?
Then the sun broke through and I got this shot of "Consolation" 2012.
It worked it's charm on me. No one out there has enough money to buy this one.
Wednesday, February 03, 2016
I've been writing critiques for a handful of other writers from a new group that I've joined. You have to give 'em to get 'em, as the saying goes.
My neck hurts, my shoulders are all hunched, there's a crease between my eyes and I have agita. No, not from working at the computer all day. From trying to be civil and instructive at the same time. It's exhausting. You can't just say "This sucks. Stop writing." The Karmic implications are grotesque! What I really want to do right now is curl up with the river basket and maybe just mend something. feh.
Ace of Cups and Four of Cups. I need a new project.
Play it again Sam.
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