still splashin

Ain't it grand to be wrong sometimes?

I am really looking forward to this weekend. There will be sleeping late, studio time, and family together. Nothing else matters.

just a little summer to hang on to

Somewhere I heard someone say that being a parent is like wearing your heart on the outside of your body for the rest of your life. It's so true.

What did I say?  IF the sun comes out at all this weekend I'll take another shot at it but I started physical therapy for my back today and the thought of slowly descending into really cold water makes me kinda clench. We'll see.

stormy sunday

 

I hope this is not what it takes to keep me in

the studio for an extended period of time, well an hour or so any way. We now

have Houses, Landscapes, Happenstances and even a few "rescues" - things that

didn't work out do rather well chopped into 6"x4" pieces.

I keep telling myself "it's a TOOL"

As if I couldn't hammer in a nail with a rock.



I know I shouldn't, but I covet.  
Shsssh! Don't say anything to my A95!

Summer fading fast

Every time I get to spend a little time in the pool these days I feel like I'm saying goodbye to a friend who is going away for a long stay elsewhere.

Each day it takes more time get ahead of falling leaves and storm debris. Still, I'll be going in until it's too cold for penguins. 

Then we let the leaves fall and stay and the pool becomes a pond again. This year I may get some guppies to keep the frogs company.

small moves

I bought a yard of 2 sided fusible a while back and knew this day was coming. My scrap baskets are full to overflowing, the cards are all cut out and now all I have to do is please myself one 4"x6" space at a time. These are all headed to market..and speaking of which. Does anyone know just what the market will bear, price-wise,for mailable fiber art postcards these days? I am without a clue, all input gratefully considered.

a blankie

Another satisfied customer. This young lady chose the fabrics she wanted - all I did was bring them together.

spoobit spawning

As usual, the hand stitching doesn't add a thing design-wise, from a few steps back . Up close and personal (once drawn in) I'm still liking it and will add some more. There will be some painting to address value issues and quite down the chaos a notch but for now, it's on the design wall where I can spend some time eyeballing it while I put together a couple of flings.

link love and unrealized visions

It's not every day that a surface designer (gasp! is that what I've been doing?) gets highlighted in three separate places. Humble thanks to the artists who have showcased my work in words and pictures...it's so gratifying to see what someone else makes of my groundwork. That's one of my damasks wrapping around Jude's "Redefining Growth". Arlee Barr continues to work magic with my fabrics and Mendofleur is about to. Lorraine Glessner keeps popping amazing new work into my sight line. I keep coming back to Joshua Brehse paintings and thinking about middle eastern calligraphy. Ever thoughtful Elizabeth Barton has been posting about The Preparatory Sketch (or not ) and the Seduction of the Surface. Both topics are brain worms for me at this fallow moment. Although there is work at hand, these little things are mere wishes, sketches I suppose. Pieces have been coming to me as a vision or dreams and I am so reluctant to even sketch them out. It's as if once committed to paper, the magic evaporates and I'm not even inspired to lift the scissors. The two small things I am working on right now have spawned enormous daydream pieces but I know that the scale of all the fabrics I have been creating just won't translate to ten-pace pieces, the things you have to view from across the room, the ultimate limitation of the seduction of surface that EB talks about so eloquently. I can't speak for what drives others to work at surface design. I certainly don't do it with the intent of building a pallette to work from. I've learned that lesson but I am deeply grateful the other artists who find my efforts to be a jumping off place for their own dreams and visions.

wip

I find adding hand stitching to a piece already machine stitched to be very challenging. It really is apples and oranges so I'm taking pains with the handwork so it doesn't wander too organic or trixy. I want the lines to get along and compliment one another. no fighting for attention. After three or four false starts (hours to stitch and minutes to pick out) I've come back to the ever faithful split chain but I'm building the thread out of 4 or 5 30 wt. machine threads; rayons, cottons & metallics - so each stitch has to be guided slowly top and bottom or whacko nests ensue instantly. Where is my Thread grease?

perfect weekend

There was great pool time. Seems like I'm seeing more and more leaves on the water and I don't want to dwell on the idea that summer is counting down. Once I got that kid's quilt finished up I felt free to start poking around in the mess, finding some of the fabrics I've been creating and seeing if they have anything to say to me or each other. Looks like a start. I've been falling into a pattern of making order with the grids and rows of dots so I'm going along with that flow. So far this one is all machine stitching but there will be some handwork too as in Gate of Grace. Looks like the rain delay is over, but I'll catch this one from the bedroom. It's been a long and steamy day.