Opened up WordPress today to a notice that this is the 11th anniversary of this blog. That hardly seemed right, but then I counted on my fingers. One of things that make you say hmmm…. This is a space where longform writing about ideas, issues, and art can happen and I am grateful that some drop in to listen from time to time.
More than ever I’m biting off more than I can chew at RealJob and in RealLife and the art is what takes the hit. But luckily airport and airplane time is captive time when it can flow and my book bag holds multitudes of things for making: crochet hooks, yarn ball, felt, scissors, needle, thread, snacks, books, stuff. Always be prepared.
This has resulted in several projects built on similar themes that are on the cusp of progress. This one depicted here is ready for the quilting step despite giving me disturbingly blue hands from the dye crocking while applying the letters. Meh. It’s just a practice piece that won’t be washed.
Anyway, I keep staring at my calendar and wondering when there will be time. It’ll be all about the captive travel moments and found moments here and there to move things forward from now on. And maybe I’ll start writing a bit more to remind myself why we do this.
On Friday I drove a few hours over to my exhibition in Connecticut. (One was a harrowing hour on I-95 during which I saw my life pass before my eyes a few times, but otherwise a smooth travel day. My return trip was on the Merritt Parkway, a much less frightening route.)
There were so many students and faculty and staff and friends to talk to that I didn’t take photos after my initial arrival. Noticing my name on the thingy…marquee thingy, I felt myself duck. Friends, my physical reaction was to hide! Instead I stopped in the middle of that crosswalk for a quick snap.
Of course, it’s pretty amazing to see my name—SPELLED CORRECTLY!—like that. It’s still not something I think of as me, as who I am. It may never be.
At the same time, I felt all kinds of pride to find my quilts hanging in the lovely space. There are 12 up; this is just a glimpse.
While I am honored that several friends joined me at the reception last week, the best part was getting to interact with a group of visual arts students. They’re very bright and curious. Despite trying my best not to, a few f-bombs had to drop in order to mention some of the work and the impact. They took it in stride as the academic discourse it was meant to be. And I look forward to seeing what they create in the future!
The quilts are up through February. Stop by if you’re nearby.
Have a great week!
I have 12 quilts up here. Stop in to see them if you’re in the CT area. Thanks!