The later events happened on the edge of sleep, the time when closing my eyes is an extension of working. Fruits bore and I have to pen them before sun up arises. I dwell in what I remember of my private studies. Today a lifestory held back fr years flowed out. It met with appeal for it and the storyteller. I'm encouraging myself to slip it into main two main characters interactions. It was a turning point out of grogginess. I love it when my paintings come from extensions of dreams. The flowing of water in an arid land.
Breakthroughs in writing and fabric today. Not to mention being minorly glum because of the weather. I've decided to take up my own pursuits to relieve the tensions of the business of art: I'm making a Christmas tree for the wall. It will pair nicely with the crazy quilt cross I finally put up from my stash. I had been waiting and looking for something that spoke to me. I have a cast iron cross with and nail to embed in any wall.
The later events happened on the edge of sleep, the time when closing my eyes is an extension of working. Fruits bore and I have to pen them before sun up arises. I dwell in what I remember of my private studies. Today a lifestory held back fr years flowed out. It met with appeal for it and the storyteller. I'm encouraging myself to slip it into main two main characters interactions. It was a turning point out of grogginess. I love it when my paintings come from extensions of dreams. The flowing of water in an arid land. Here I am, yet for another year, trying to dedicate future endeavors to finding craft show and other venues to sell at. I'm getting the feel to leave the collage and assemblage to the side and dig deep fr what may be in the American artistic subconscious. Thus product research to the Nth degree and a lot of sketching. I never went in the vein of functional before form and I'm trying to keep some essence of whimsy in my tribal fascinations and adoration for the decorative. I've been fighting to keep my sensibilities alive in it all for the past four years and now the deluge has come. It started with a cube and now I'm playing for keeping with ornament design. A friend seems to see through my eyes and tells me to do Christmas all year round. Feather and beads not withstanding I may be able to keep the cost $10 or below. If not at $15.
I have a dire urge to start today finishing out the design then into sewing. I cleaned the studio yesterday to make that happen today. I found more prepared acorns gone South with fungus growth. They had gone to seeding and had roots that I was interested in harvesting into assemblage forms. I'm still sad a bit and am convinced not to harvest for at least two years at that spot for the sake of the squirrels. Either way, I'm closer to being ready. Batting and metal to coil for hangers is my druthers for the afternoon and when that is solved construction will begin. Up and at 'em earlier. The red kantha-style quilt is fully basted and ready to begin. I just might be finished by March 2014. I'm hopeful. I'm also hopeful to find the right venue to sell and to increase in product and pricing wisdom. Everyone seems to have a different formula or rule to follow. I get shy to ask, but I tend to think some are not getting what they could. The work is excellent and labor is not always a dominant factor. If anything when all is said and done, all we have are our hands. If we do not insure, protect and provide for their longevity we lose our power to create. Next disappears our presence and hold in the marketplace. Then where are we? I used to have a better understanding about labor power and the importance of craft. I'll get back t it one day and venture into a paragraph at least. As promised: I'm showing at 6112 Jennings Drive, The Colony 75056.
Hours Remaining: Friday November 15 from 9 a.m. - 9 p.m. and Saturday November 16 9 a.m. - 5 p.m. Meanwhile,I'm taking time off from sewing and concentrating on sales and building relationships. A fan of my work is now living in Paris. She says she takes the bag she purchased last year everywhere. The French love eclectic and detailed work. She's received many compliments on the item. If I remember correctly it is the "Carrier" type of the mailbag series. Relating the news today to a friend, I remembered talking to a gallery owner in Dallas about my works on paper. Being my first matured shot out of the studio since graduating, I was timid and needed an opinion. He is French and told me they would have a better reception in Europe than the U.S. There are people who specialize in that type of work, meaning collage I assume, and if I court that vein in particular I may find more success for my work. Still I'm thrilled with the information and have yet to mine the data trail some three years out. Winter's almost here and I'm making plans for fabric. Friends are screaming at me to stay away from clothes construction and I am pinching at the bit. I'm desperate to start in on a ornate collared coat with applique and beading to the hilt. They scream and I am still in love with my ethic clothing design papers and notes. I fancy myself in a long coat, not fur but man made and a hint of cotton as I find it. hmm. Anyway, plans for simply quilted tops I have otherwise the price goes up. Note to self: Find another overall pattern simple for longarm work. Instead of giving as gifts, I'll finish all the tops off for next year in my trunk. At least that is the goal. Clean house of the old and make way for the new. Gotta Kantha approach all I've got and learn to appreciate a straight stitch. Then and only then will I buy more fabric (yeah right!). I refuse to become a hoarder and nary a pack rat in sight. I'll learn to package the scraps for sale and print my patterns before the eve for a bill or two. Variation counts and using my skills to grand purposes too. Had to get to you today. Maybe twice if I schedule the time in. The Reindeer Craft Show starts today. It'll run through Saturday. Getting ready has been keeping me busy for a few weeks, but now I can lift my head and look out. I'll try to remember to take some shots. Meanwhile I'm off to get ready. Write you soon.
BTW: I'm having difficulty posting the .pdf of the flyer for the event and running out of time. I'll write up notes tonight and post. The show will be going on through Saturday at 5 pm if you are interested. Plenty of crafters wares sure to humor and delight. Threadbare and I need more straw to weave. I am in and of fabric peaking damage and pissing the color of anger before I move into lamentations over my abilities. This is being tired at the beginning of sabbath and hoping my right hand will stop tensing and manifesting the strain. I started the Kantha series before I left D/FW and swept threw piecing the top as thread up thread baptized the floors in my friends living and dining rooms. I remember the shrapnel of quilting as I carry it everywhere outside the studio at home so saith mom. A brush to add to my kingdom for sure. The beginnings of the first quilt are black, blue and cream. I washed in synthropol and got a treat: incurable dye bleeding. My next door neighbor got me over the fear and said to leave it. Integrate it into the design and live beyond this. I've been counting on this new direction and did not allow for mistakes. Space made and now I know. The second of this kind is working wonders. Th color scheme is an analogous one: red, orange, yellow. I was close to finishing the piecing late this afternoon and then the pain hit. Translation: pack up for the day and take Sabbath. I'm wading in the water for the finish on this one. For the border it will be editioned mola work. 30-50 pieces of an isolated design around the border. I'm psyched. Meanwhile the blues have made it to the quilting seat and I'm working spirals in mass.
This new method has me enthralled. Part of it is I'm not using batting but a sheet sized to cover under the work. It makes for a lighter weight finish. I also found two or three other methods of working that come from India. I can not wait to try those as well. There is a red challenge on the table for the next show for the Dallas Quilt Guild. I want to submit the analogous one for the display at the show. I'm fearful that I will not finish in time. Maybe for 2015 and as a art quilt competitor. Making possibilities happen feeds me. I'll go for it. |
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