....but for all of them to come into material existence before the entropy death of the universe, some things must change. Some of these changes are relatively easy, or at least, relatively obvious. Skills acquisition is one major area. For example, several of the ideas really want custom-dyed fabric. I'm not yet confident enough of my abilities in this area, but I also doubt that what the quilt wants is out there waiting for me to buy.
Another significant change needed is to STOP some kinds of quilting. There are works I make purely because I can do so comfortably, or because I already have the fabric, or because I'm copying someone I want to be like. These aren't bad reasons in themselves, but it dilutes the 'real' works.
Lastly, and most difficult, to make my own original work the first priority use of my time. Picasso did that. Georgia O'Keeffe did it too. I don't see myself as possessing talent on their level, but until I make that change, I'm not making the best of the talents I do have.
Letting go, holding on, going on - the 7th blog of Christmas
2010 has been a bittersweet mixture.
Some truly awful times come to mind, although I'm pleased that they don't stay there for long. Sadly, in learning to let those things go from my thoughts and memories, I've often lost sight of some very good things. In the new year, i hope to learn to hold on to the good bits.
So many potential great experiences await in the next 52 weeks. Some are known already. 2011 is the year I will sing in Carnegie Hall! There are some amazing quilts lurking in my sketchbook. I know I will make some of them, in some form. Other experiencess wait to be invented, and some will sneak up and surprise us.
Stepping up, stepping out, going on
Some truly awful times come to mind, although I'm pleased that they don't stay there for long. Sadly, in learning to let those things go from my thoughts and memories, I've often lost sight of some very good things. In the new year, i hope to learn to hold on to the good bits.
So many potential great experiences await in the next 52 weeks. Some are known already. 2011 is the year I will sing in Carnegie Hall! There are some amazing quilts lurking in my sketchbook. I know I will make some of them, in some form. Other experiencess wait to be invented, and some will sneak up and surprise us.
Stepping up, stepping out, going on
In love with a fictional character - 6th blog of Christmas
How i adore and long for this mystery person... Who perceives and admires me, who values my struggle, who cherishes my gifts and accepts my flaws.
Sometimes I'm sad because this person isn't a part of my life. Other times I rejoice that they are all around and within me.
At the very moment that I mourn something lacking, I can choose to see with different eyes, and discover that the missing element was there all along.
Sometimes I'm sad because this person isn't a part of my life. Other times I rejoice that they are all around and within me.
At the very moment that I mourn something lacking, I can choose to see with different eyes, and discover that the missing element was there all along.
the 5th blog of Christmas - my not-so-wicked step-grandmother
My mother married a man with 6 siblings. Their mother turned 80 today. It's been a long happy day full of food, drink, laughter, short heartfelt speeches, long rambling conversations. It was a wonderful gift to suddenly become part of a large and close extra family.
To cap it all off, tomorrow we put aside our party clothes and go fishing!
To cap it all off, tomorrow we put aside our party clothes and go fishing!
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