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A Sense of Place 1: The Tree, and ASoP2: The Wall

Thursday, January 25th, 2007

It’s DONE..well…except for the hanging sleeve and label, of course! Yes, my piece for the FiberArts for a Cause Reverse Auction is finished, and I’m really happy with it! In fact, I made two pieces at the same time that are small variations on the same theme. The first, for the Auction, is A Sense of Place 1: The Tree. The second is A Sense of Place 2: The Wall. Here is the FFAC piece:

I had initially wanted to do a wholecloth nude figure, but by the time I made up my mind and asked Virginia if a nude would be “OK” (Virginia Spiegel is the guiding spirit and force behind this incredibly successful fundraiser to fight cancer and support cancer research) someone else in the group was doing a nude. Virginia said I was welcome to do a nude, but I decided I’d rather do something else. That night I dreamed I made a quilt of one of the stone walls that criss-cross the state of Maine, with the winter snow crisp and bright around it. That quickly decided the subject!

The Tree is about 20 inches wide by 26 inches tall, and is made of fused /collaged applique using commercial cotton batiks and prints and a bit of hand-painted fabric, extensively machine quilted. Edge-finished with a chenille-yarn. Here is a detail of The Tree:

And here is The Wall:

This piece (roughly 30 x 26.5 inches) will be entered into shows, including the one our mini-group The Frayed Edges will have here in Camden, Maine, in August 2007 at the Camden Public Library. It will be for sale after August (or possibly a bit later than that). Here’s a detail photo of this quilt:

The Frayed Edges, January 2007

Monday, January 22nd, 2007

First…Happy Birthday, Daddy! If he were alive, today would have been his 108th birthday! Yes, my dear old dad (who was 58, almost 59 when I was born!) was born on this day in 1899. He wanted to live to be 101, so he could say he lived in three centuries. He almost made it, and lasted until he was 96. Many happy returns, Dadddio-o-o-o-o-o!

The morning started out wonderfully: a light dusting of snow, from-scratch blueberry muffins, and Kathy the first to arrive, so I had her and hubby dear witness my signature on the contract with AQS (here’s me grinning like an idiot!)

Kate and Hannah arrived shortly after than, just as the phone rang with Deborah calling from Dallas! Deborah…we need you…we all forgot to take pictures of the food! At least I managed this photo:

(sorry my friends about the photo….obviously I should have said “smile!” first instead of catching you all in the middle of something…. and the other photo I took was worse!….that’s Kate on the left, Kathy in the center and Hannah on the right.) I gave a mini-quilting lesson on machine quilting today, smooshing a day’s worth of tips and tricks and such into about 2 hours. Eeeek but FUN!

Lunch was salad, potato-turkey kielbasa soup and kate’s incredible apple-walnut cake with Applejack Brandy sauce…YUMMMMM! But the best part came late in the day: after way too long on the market, there is an offer coming in on Hannah’s house (which is gorgeous, in a nice quiet location, woodsy but sunny lot, and did I say gorgeous?)…at long last. So please beam good thoughts (and high numbers) towards Bowdoinham, Maine!

I have nearly finished The Tree and the The Wall quilts, so will try to post by Wednesday…need to take decent pics, which means getting out the tripod! Stay tuned.

And to all who have written, and many of whom blogger sent to me as “no reply”, with congrats on the book…THANK YOU! Your encouragement is incredible…I might even sell twenty copies! Won’t be out for eons (think late 2008 / 2009), and I need to work, so will sign off for now.

On writing, On Quilting, On art…

Saturday, January 20th, 2007

I finished On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft, by Stephen King. The first things I learned are that for all that he writes creepy books (which personally are not my thing), he writes well, he cares about his art, and above all he loves his wife and family. Although this book is about writing / being a writer, in many ways, this book is really a love letter to his wife (Tabitha) of what must be at least 30 years, and it is wonderful to read. It is also a fascinating glimpse into the life he lived as a kid (poor, very poor, no dad, hard times). And for all his success, I can’t fathom why if the man is this funny he doesn’t write more humor…I was laughing out loud, a lot…Paul kept looking over at me saying “are we enjoying our book?”

King is writing about writing fiction, but just as easily the words could be applied to any creative effort or art form. For example:

p. 64 “my belief that good writing can be simultaneously intoxicating and idea-driven”

p. 74 “Having someone who believes in you makes a lot of difference. They don’t have to make speeches. Just believing is usually enough.”

p. 76 “The story remained on the back burner for awhile, simmering away in that place that’s not quite the conscious but not quite the subconscious, either.”

p. 114 and 118: “I want to suggest that to write to your best ability, it behooves you to construct your own toolbox and then build up enough muscle so you can carry it with you. Then instead of looking at a hard job and getting discouraged, you will perhaps seize the correct tool and get immediately to work. …… common tools go on the top. The commonest of all, the bread of writing, is vocabulary. … You’ll also want grammar on the top shelf of your toolbox.”

(note from Sarah: the same thing applies in art quilting…you learn the techniques, how to work with thread and cloth and machine and imagination, learn design and color…these are all tools to be applied when you hit a snag or are running with an idea)

And from pages 120-121 which have LOTS of marginalia as I was reading:

“Vocabulary used in speech or writing organizes itself in seven parts of speech (eight, if you count interjections…When these rules break down, confusion and misunderstanding result. … these strings of words begin with a capital letter, end with a period, and combine to make a complete thought which starts in the writer’s head and then leaps to the reader’s.”

And from my notes in the margin: what is the visual equivalent or a sentence / paragraph? Is there one? Is visual art supposed to communicate clearly in the same way as language / words? What is our visual vocabulary? Is there a visual grammar? How does it differ for representational versus abstract art?

On page 121, King continues by quoting William Strunk (remember Strunk and White?): ” ‘Unless he is certain of doing well, [the writer] will probably do best to follow the rules.’ “

and further down the page King adds in his own pithy way: “Grammar is not just a pain in the ass; it’s the pole you grab to get your thoughts up on their feet and walking.”

The next layer down in the toolbox is ” those elements of style”…BINGO! (that’s on p. 129) And here is a phrase he wrote about writing, but I think applies perfectly to Kathy’s art (her blog is Studio in the Woods):

p.133 “it is possible to overuse the well-turned fragment (…), but frags can also work beautifully to streamline narration, create clear images, and create tension as well as to vary the prose-line.”

To which I would reply…So what is our “grammar” as textile artists / art quilters ?..Is it the ability to handle and manipulate the cloth, batting, thread, and anything else that goes onto a quilt (paint, beads, fibers, whatever)… what do you consider the fundaments of our trade?

And I’ll make this the last for this post (though there are many more):

p. 135: “Words create sentences; sentences create paragraphs; sometimes paragraphs quicken and begin to breathe.”

YES! in quilts, the cloth, the thread, the vision migrates from inside my head to the cloth and takes on a life…

My bottom line: even though I’ve never been drawn to his books, I like the guy. And since I like the series on USA-tv The Dead Zone, which is based on one of his books, I may actually read that novel (but steer clear of the really creepy ones). And I’d like to say thanks to him for loving his wife…seems like he’s been a good husband and a good dad, and that counts more than anything in a bank.

Another brief interlude…for wandering quilter…

Thursday, January 18th, 2007

who asked two questions. Since $&*)(+*^ blogger now sends most comments to me as “no reply” I can’t reply off-line! So here goes, and hope these may be of interest or use to the rest of you (thank you again for surfing in…I’m always amazed that folks actually DO surf in regularly! THANKS!).

Why did I switch to a Mac?

–I was sick of Norton anti-virus programs the suck up memory and slow down the computer to glacial
–my son has an Apple G4 through his school, and I wanted to be able to know my way around his laptop (Maine has an AWESOME program–laptops for EVERY 7th, 8th and 9th grader in the state, and working their way up the years in high school as the program progresses… the idea is that EVERY Maine student will be prepared for life with computer skills no matter what their family’s financial or educational background…way cool!)
–Apples are good for art type programs, and I think the Apple Version of PowerPoint will be much easier for me to use for teaching / lectures (she said, optimistically, hoping that someone will HIRE her to do this!).

Was the quilting in my Tree and Wall quilts on a long-arm or HSM?

It is ALL done on my Janome 6600! I love LOVE LOVE this machine! It has a larger harp area and handles ANY thread with ease. With the extra space (about 2 more inches horizontally, an inch or a bit more vertically) it is SO MUCH easier to manipulate the bulk of a quilt. I’ll try to post pics of me at the machine in a week or so. There are some of my set-up back in May or June Archives…when I was working on the Tableau / Nativity quilt if you’re inclined to browse the archives. But I’ll post some new ones for fun before too long.

OK…. finished jury duty today (yeah!) so going to run quilt a bit before the kids get home and chaos ensues!

We interrupt our regularly scheduled blogging for….

Wednesday, January 17th, 2007

a Weather Report from Camden, Maine:

Yes, that is MINUS temps. At 8:02 a.m. this morning. Outside temperature was minus 5 Fahrenheit (for my non-US visitors, zero Celsius is 32 F, so minus 5 is 37 degrees colder, or about minus 20 C). With the wind chill (we had a breeze blowing pretty much all day) it was minus 9. Our HIGH temp for the day was Seven. Yes, Seven. I have been in colder weather –once– about two winters ago, at night, but I’ve never had such a cold day. I am grateful for a weathertight home, enough income to heat it (well, the downstairs), and a toasty woodstove and quilting! And yes, we did go out…to wait with Eli for the schoolbus, to head to the Y to work out, and later to collect Joshua after school. At 7:02 pm it is currently One degree Fahrenheit. Not including wind chill.

a mail report (neither cold, nor sleet, nor gloom of night…):

Well it was a blockbuster quilty day for me in the mail: Quilting Arts has now gone to six issues a year (and this is the one with the Tim Gunn interview), New Zealand Quilter (perhaps some of the best art quilts in the world are to be found in its pages–it is easy to subscribe on-line here with using one’s US credit card…the currency conversion is automatic–click on the link at the bottom of the page to go to a secure page for ordering), the show catalog for Maine Quilts 2007, Keepsake Quilting catalog, a check for the sale of a small art quilt, and the biggest surprise, an invitation from Clamshell Quilters in Damariscotta (about 45 minutes south of here) to have a quilt or two in an invitational special exhibit at their first-ever quilt show, this coming October. OF COURSE I will, and will donate a pattern as a door prize, too!

and a quilt update:
Remember The Wall and the Tree blogpost? Well, I’m now quilting…This photo is what the back of The Tree looks like so far.

Along with the gratuitous kitty pictures, because she is sweet, has many toes, follows me around the house, keeps me company, and loves to share the milk for my tea. First, it’s bath time:

then just a lick will do: