As with counting down the end of the year, I've been counting to the time when my bulbs will open. This one is a few days old, and now I wait for the others to burst. I want my new year to unfold, not just happen all at once.
This basket of scraps was to be tossed, then I thought better. It'd be a good exercise to sew them and 'slash and burn' a bit. If I'm not partial to the fabric, then there's no loss in cutting them up. Now I can play with design.
What do you gift a fabric lover at Christmas? A round tablecloth -- bright, graphic, lively -- for the next gathering. Because I didn't have one, and they knew that. To host the next bright, graphic and lively event. Merry Christmas all my blog visitors!
Who's woods these are I know, they belong to us all. They are in Washington Grove near Cobb's Hill. They are mine for just this moment, captured here in stillness, and then I release them back to those who will walk here next.
The morning before the solstice, the sun rose behind these maples, and the dark sky did tricks and wonders, changing each leaf to a lit candle. I'm always happy to see the winter solstice, and to welcome the return to a longer day.
I don't often post more than a single image, but I had to compare the stuffed cats and the real cats (not mine, btw.) The stuffed cats have just the bare minimum needed for me to identify the cat shape. Not easy. Stuffed stuff at the Ontario Antiques Mall. Fun.
I've made these Cucidate for the last, oh, fifty years. Today I made this year's batch, and managed to 1.) eat a dozen or so and 2) forget to post last night. So, here's to forgetting, and I'll check in later this eve!
I've taken apart that yard and made five small 12" x 12" works. They look so cleaned up with that frame around them, it's a quickly cut mat to edit. And to see if I like the composition. I only need four, but I like choice.
We finally got some snow. This I know cause I've looked out my back door. Which means I'm home. You know I travel (a lot this year!) but I'm hunkered down, home, looking for fun. Distract me from my studio, and invite me over, you hometown chums.
Saturday afternoon (that's tomorrow) I'll be checking on my "Little Heart" that is at the Rochester Contemporary art center and speaking, along with many others, in their "The Day the Artists Speaks" program. Always, always thought provoking. You can find me where you see this.
I omitted the different types of threads for quilting my leaf, and stuck to just cotton. Switching to the domestic machine, an old Bernina from the late 80s, I quilted it atop my cutting table. Switching from left to right foot, it was easy to quilt standing up.
This Sunday's talk was also a chance to revisit the Quilts=Art=Quilts exhibit at the Schweinfurth. My work "Water, Earth 5" is at right. I kind of miss seeing it around, but I know it'll be home early January.
Yesterday's lecture by Bev Kondolf at the Schweinfurth Art Center featured work that is fluid, both for the piecing -- which she loves -- as well as the quilted stitch. Plus they are just cool to see one after another after another. Take in a lecture. It's always great to hear the why.
My work "Little Heart" is dead center here, and I would like to think that these two were discussing the finer points of my color and stitch. But my guess is that they were just enjoying the opening at Rochester Contemporary tonight, and which gallery to next tour.
This was loaded on the longarm, but after a few hours of fiddling, I abandoned the sewing (skipping, sewing, skipping along) and pin basted the rest before taking it off the machine. I'll use my little bernina to finish. I'll tackle the skip another time.
I live in a small cape coddie, where the wall space is taken up by windows. So, after finishing the facing and sleeve, I wanted to see how it looked with normal furnishings. In the dark of winter and no curtain, it's a good solution for now.
After Thanksgiving , I've hours driving home. Enough time to ask of the problems ahead -- with this church as a metaphor -- shall I fix it, save it, or leave it for someone else? Good thing there is a bit of blue sky in the background.
I get to spend Thanksgiving with these two -- now grown up women -- and will not tell them they were once just two goofy kids in different stages of gaining and loosing teeth. For all of you out there, may you have fond memories of days gone, with hope for those days ahead.
This is the Harvest Tart from the Silver Palette Cookbook that will travel with me to Thanksgiving dinner. Except for the slim portion that was needed to taste test. There will be more food that we need.
A lovely friend sent this photo of a banner that I made long ago in 1977. I remembered that I was smitten by a book called "Banners and Hangings" by Norman Laliberte. I so loved the designs in that book, and had forgotten all about that period of my art work
Looking back on October's visit to Denver's Art Museum and this hemp and newspaper construction by Gugger Petter from 2008 "Dog Barking at Two Women." There was fiber work tucked in almost every gallery it seemed. What a joy to find it all.
It was a full house, and a chance to see old and new friends today at the Schweinfurth Art Center. I brought my first and last quilt, with lots from the past 36 years between. Never did a true trunk show until today, and I guess it went well. Thanks for all who were there. Lovely to see you!
This is part of the Schweinfurth's Quilts=Art=Quilts show, and tomorrow I'll be speaking there. I've packed 3 suitcases and will try to condense 36 years of my work in about an hour's talk. Come see how I do it! Sunday in Auburn at 2:00.
I've made a list (you know I make lists) of works for my talk at the Schweinfurth Art Center this Sunday. I want to take them all. But I have only an hour. Okay, I'll do the highlights. You can hear me Sunday, November 19 at 2:00. Here's the link to the Quilts=Art=Quilts show: http://www.schweinfurthartcenter.org/programs_specialevents.cfm
Before my hike today at Taughannock Falls, I started at the overlook to the falls. Looking down at the barrier was this mass of graffiti. If only I could quilt lines like this. That would be the way to break a solid surface.
With the design pinned to the design wall, the pieces (with the freezer paper templates ironed to the back) start to fill out the drawing. I've added in veins for this leaf, and mocked in the background fabric. It is always fun to see it become defined, instead of the blobby shape I use for drafting.