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Wednesday, October 24, 2012

The Urge to Resist

Way up on the list of things I wanted to accomplish this summer was experimenting with resists, which create pattern and/or texture by blocking the dye from contacting the fabric.  I had bought Lisa Kerpoe's book, Visual Texture on Fabric, in July and had been inspired.  But being inspired did not mean that I actually had the time to do much dyeing at all. And so the warm weather slipped away.

But now I have received a gift from the weather gods: warm weather in October and I am trying to make up for at least a portion of lost time--as well as overseeing the chaos of the dining room being demo-ed to the studs so we can start over, but that's another story.

The end of last week saw me hard at work spreading oatmeal goo on fabric:



















Actually there were two kinds of goo: the one above was made by adding oats to boiling water; the one on the right by microwaving oats and water.  The boiled water method creates a much denser cover with the oats still rather solidly formed, while the microwaved was less dense with the oats a bit mushier, and was more spreadable.  I did a third piece of fabric with a mixture: leftover boiled oats in the middle and microwaved spread around the rest, but I'm leaving that one to your imagination.







And here, after four(!) days of drying, they are ready to dye.  I have done this before and the big challenge is getting the oats to dry.  Sunshine helps, but as soon as I decided to begin, the weather report changed and we got a couple of days of rain and dampness.




You will notice that some mold took advantage of the ideal conditions on the microwaved oats on the yellow, which isn't a problem as I have found from experience, and the curling of the fabric is also usual when it dries, but this is the first time I used the boiled oats and they seemed to clump together and rise up off the fabric as they dried.  Not sure how this will affect the result.

Next step: painting on the dye! And if you've stayed with me this far, thanks for the company.




Friday, October 19, 2012

Reflecting on Reflection

Each member of the Art 1016 challenge gets an opportunity to propose the word for the next challenge and this time it was my turn.  After much thought and many rejected words I decided on "Reflection."  I had a couple of possible directions in mind shortly after I chose it but thought I would have plenty of time to reflect on and develop my ideas. But of course life didn't work out like that. 

Instead I found myself choosing a rather literal interpretation and seeing if I could create the feeling of objects reflected in some kind of watery surface. 
The objects I left a little amorphous--are they trees?  are they people? are they just shapes? 

I began with my hand-dyes, which allowed me some color variation to suggest watery reflections. The upper background is an oatmeal resist that makes great texture. I added some perle cotton patterned stitching and finally hand stitched the straight lines because I felt that it needed more line variation with all the curves of the objects, and the varied colors of those lines connect the varied colors of the objects. 

I tried one final experiment with this piece: the frame lines of heavy perle cotton were bobbin stitched.  This is certainly not a new discovery; people have been doing it for years.  But it is the first time I have tried it and I was amazed how easy it was--and it did not destroy my bobbin case or my sewing machine!

And if you are still with me, thanks for the company!


Saturday, October 13, 2012

My Favorite Color

The growing season is officially over on our hill.

Friday, October 5, 2012

Stitching

I am showing up. While I am finishing up two other projects, I have begun something I have no idea what it will look like when it is finished but I smile whenever I go to pick it up so that is enough for right now. My muse or resident spirit may have a lot of work to do on this project. Last summer I began experimenting with a variety of hand stitches and this is a continuation of that experiment, although I have focused on the running stitch this time a la Julia Caprera, although it will be years before this piece has the  kind of visual impact that any of hers does, if it ever does.

I decided I wanted to use these stitches like quilting stitches, which meant I had to prepare a quilt sandwich.  I pulled a hand-dye from my stash with a funky crackle that I had not been sure would ever be useful for anything.  In other words, if this experiment flopped, I would not be overly distraught about having wasted the fabric.  In order to stabilize the sandwich I did a bit of machine quilting that emphasized some of the color texture of the piece.

And here is a close-up of my first hand stitches that are just following the verticals:
The beginning. . .

And thanks for the company as I make these first steps.


Monday, October 1, 2012

Showing Up

The TED Radio Hour, a full hour of eyes-free audio, has become one of my preferred ways to feed my mind while my hands are stitching.  And "The Creative Process" was one of the first I chose to listen to. It focuses on a poet, a writer of nonfiction, and a singer/songwriter and the TED talks they have given. Warning: much of what follows is a sort of talking-to-myself about some of the insights I gained from my listening, in the vain hope that they will last longer in my brain than the thirty seconds it takes me to get distracted by something else.  So feel free to just click on the above link and follow your own line of distractions.

The poet is Billy Collins, a former poet laureate, whose writing I admire and, let it be known, that if there is such a thing as reincarnation, I would like to set myself up so that I would deserve to come back as someone as insightful, clever, and downright funny as Billy Collins. But this time it was from Elizabeth Gilbert, the writer of Eat, Pray, Love, that I felt I learned something. She advocates taking some of the burden of creativity off the shoulders of the individual and giving it back to the genius of classical Greek and Roman times, a spirit who came to visit and bestow his gifts. Although she grants a belief in this kind of fairy godmother is a hard sell these days, she demonstrates how it can be a helpful when, on a particularly bad day in her writing process, she gives it a try.  After haranguing her muse for not carrying his part of the burden and indicating that they are in this together, she says something like, "And whatever the outcome of this project, let the record show that I did my part. Wherever you may be, I showed up." And it helped; it kept her going.  Of course, the story has a happy ending since the book she was working on was a runaway bestseller, but we'll ignore that part.

Now blaming somebody is often a way people deal with difficult situations, but blaming a house spirit may be much more healthy than blaming your parents or your third grade teacher or even yourself when all the creative colors have drained out of a project; it leaves you free to keep showing up.

And the second thing I want to remember from this program comes from Abigail Washburn, a folk singer and songwriter. In answer to the interviewer's question about what role discipline and practice played in her life, she indicated that she was not a trained musician and went on to say, "We're only as great as our ability to negotiate and take advantage of our limitations. I've decided my limitations are not only okay but an incredible opportunity to think about what it is I can do with what I have."

This reminded me of the fact that some poets find that a very defined form like the sonnet, instead of stifling their creativity, actually makes them more creative. The form is decided and they can concentrate on the words and images. And I know from experience that the worst thing a teacher can do in a Freshman Comp class is tell the students to write on anything they want.  They may complain about the topic assigned them but it gives them a starting point. I had not thought of my own limitations as this kind of starting point, as a frame on which I can weave.

And, if you hung in there through both my discoveries, thanks for the company!  And let me know if you find talking to the corner of the room helps--of course maybe you wouldn't want to admit it.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Friday, September 7, 2012

Coming Alive

Yes, it's been a while.  Life became quite a lively adventure in August but more about that in a later post.  I am catching up with a project that actually was completed at the very beginning of August for our local challenge group.  For this project we had to use a photo or drawing as inspiration and make sure we used some yellow as well.  Since yellow is one of my favorite colors, that was not going to be a challenge for me. When I finally got around to thinking about this challenge, I began by paging through my photo file of images that might someday be useful in quilt and came across a picture I had taken of a grackle that I found dead near our bird feeder--perhaps having been blown into the house during a storm the evening before.  From a distance these birds look basically black with iridescent overtones.  But up close they are magnificent.



There seemed to be a bit of yellow between the shoulders so I decided to use these colors in a quilt. At first I planned it to be an abstract, but I had wanted to do more with exploded shapes and so I played around with an exploded bird shape. Here it is in progress on my working wall:
I began with a black bird and as I sliced the black, I sliced a color along with it. Deciding on background colors was a bit tricky and then transferring it to the background was even trickier, but, as you can see, I managed it.


All of this was done with a raw-edged, non-fused technique--only fabric and thread, no glue--and so the edges will fray a bit but I am liking this look.  Turning the edges under would have defined the edge too strongly for this piece and the fuzzed edges seem to work. 
However, there are limits to the fuzziness. Originally for the clouds I had used a white Kona cotton with a slightly more open weave than my usual Pima cotton and this is what happened:

All the Kona is gone in the final piece, replaced by Pima, and will not be used again in my raw-edged applique.

I quilted the piece with a mixture of hand and machine stitching and then the final decision had to be made about the edges. By this time I had decided to kill two birds with one stone (sorry--couldn't resist!) and enter this little quilt, which is about 24 by 20 inches, in our local guild's challenge that will hang in our biennial exhibit that opens today. This challenge was to make a wall hanging that depicted a favorite saying. and so the quilt was named "Come Alive" from a quotation by the civil rights activist Howard Thurman that I have hanging on my wall:  "Do not ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go and do that because what the world needs is people who have come alive."  If they were giving out prizes for the longest saying, I would certainly win that prize. 

In light of the title I decided to add a bit more energy by trying a wavy edge and then seeing if I could face that edge. 

And, if you haven't already flown away to another site, thanks for the company!