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pink-is-as-pink-does

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When I photographed the upper right block shown here, I had on pink-polka-dotted pjs and a number of people commented on how much they seemed to be a part of the work… so a few days later, I cut the bottoms off and used some strips here and there. You can see them in two of the squares here.

So far, taking Jude Hill’s online class (spirit cloth), I have been so enamored with making little woven studies, that I haven’t graduated to some of the other techniques… but I shall, I shall.

Today? The air is brisk and wakes one up. Walking Jack, I heard birds at a neighbor’s, rustling around… tossing yellow leaves up with their beaks… behavior I’ve never seen before. Had my neighbor recently seeded his lawn? Was there a collection of worms or bugs there for some reason? They definitely were looking for something!

teeny-scenery

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This fragment surfaced during the flood clean up. I had set it aside to reincorporate into a larger piece, but when I saw it again, it looked complete. Added the background grid, some of the up and down stitching over the black and zig-zagged the edges. The wonderful house in black outline and tree came from a pair of Capris.

three huts in a row

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Last week, in attempt to bring order to chaos, I pieced these three huts. They obviously belong together. But less obviously, they do NOT belong in the large Global Warming quilt (mostly because the colors are off).

So, I remain stumped, and with three garden clients this week, it will have to wait.

But, judging by the vigorous energy applied to removing an invasive ground cover near the driveway this morning, I suspect a resolution is coming soon.

One poppy to remember, another poppy to forget

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Just added another poppy to the Cement Sack quilt.  This one is ON TOP of the tulle.

Transferred two black and white xeroxes onto coffee-stained muslin.  The trombone did not come out so well, but a trident on the same page did.  Both are in the upper left.

Here is that figure that has shown up in the Witness quilt and the wet-paper-basement-calamity collage.  She is the one who dreams, who has seen, and who seeks to go beyond all that lodges in the past.  She is part of all of us.  This recent posture is one of burdened grief, but she has other moods as well.

Perhaps “moods” is the wrong word — “patterns of consciousness” more like.

And speaking of drugs (the opiate reference in the title), here is the holder of my current drug of choice — a coffee mug!  Suitably chipped, stained, and very much in use.

A busy day of gardening and travel ahead.  A good thing.  A change of perspective and some fresh air will definitely do me good.

truing up and screwing up

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I have always liked the phrase, “truing up”.  It implies getting things straight.  Coming into alignment.  Making the edges workable.  And because I mostly eyeball the lines in the early stages of my quilts, truing up also indicates progress toward finishing.

And then there’s screwing up.  As in orienting one large section of the bottom of the quilt up-side-down.  Oh well.  Good thing I am developing a new relationship with my seam ripper.

intended, upper right

upper right, upsidedown