Getting there. Or not? I like flickr. It aids memory. Refreshes the heart and mind of the cycles that go ’round and ’round. Some evolving. Some degenerating. Reminders of the seasonal. But, this morning’s search reminded me that a version of this quilt (below), photographed in April of last year, was titled “One Year Into It” – which makes the piece above, “Two Years and A Month Into It”.
So now two things come to mind.
A question – How do I keep my thoughts from turning in on themselves and stewing in a negative pot? (i.e. “oh god, can’t I finish anything?!!! will I ever quilt at a satisfactory pace while working full-time? does that make me wrong to do X or Y?”).
And a NOTE TO SELF – perhaps it is time to employ a trick. Like the one I used to make a quilt in honor of the women of Gee’s Bend. THAT trick was – quilt must be made ONLY with scraps on floor or worktable and had to be designed in a single session.
For this, what? A deadline? No – it has to have something more than that. Any ideas?
Work from the bottom up? Letting the blue seep up and in (the rising waters associated with global warming) Let the blue be the filler when two irregular patches are coming together? Let the OFF-ness of the blue – its unintentionality, its potentially non-pleasing placement – stand for the idea that the consequences of global warming are unpleasing, don’t fit, and create mismatches of a truly awful nature.
Not to get too serious about it all, of course – because being too serious is a great way to stay stuck.