As my regular readers know, my husband, younger son, and I were touring CU/Boulder at the time. It was snowing very hard. This inspired me to fill the pathways spooling below the houses with white. At some point, the quilt was exposed to moisture, and some of the color of the red wool challis bled into the sidewalks. While before it had been a quilt that occupied my lap while hearing the awful news, now it was itself visually linked to the event.
For once I’m glad it took me so long to finish a quilt because it let me come ’round to seeing that the primary message here is one of hope. The little scene speaks to community: our paths cross each others’ paths; our homes touch each others’ homes; a single moon guides each and every one of us.
It helped that the Red Sox finished the season so triumphantly!
This is hanging off the tablecloth in the dining room. A new way to view.
But the real experiment here is ‘sharing’. Keeping it simple… can I find a better way?!!
Shared this photo directly from PSE11 gallery into flickr and now blogging directly from flickr….
Normally, would open PSE organizer, edit, (mostly to re-size) and then save compressed image to a folder (that I now have to triple click and scroll to get to (thank you update!)), THEN go to wordpress and upload image twice (thank you update there, too!! because wordpress recently added an additional step to insert image).
So, does this work?!! Even with a quick edit from wordpress, this is a boatload easier!
Connecting sections of Global Warming quilt, as opposed to keeping patches defined and separate. There’s that Indian meditation thread again, here representing unnatural radiating heat. I’m not sure it’s staying.
straight base translates as flat; roof line doesn’t match up with house
This white house emerged months ago as I pieced up muslin for what would become the “Red House”. I was immersed in barn raising at the time.
roofline better; perspective created with a single strip of blue floral slanting up from front corner to back corner
Two different green plaids are used in the roof. I think another piece is required to overhang that right rear facade.
real rooflines – earlier in season, many years ago
There are flash flood warnings here. My phone actually honked to tell me so. Based on the rain and wind, I would not have guessed there to be any danger (and maybe there isn’t).
Speaking of phones, when I took my failing-to-connect-to-the-internet iPhone to the Genius Bar, everything operated just perfectly. The ‘genius’ took notes (on his tablet, naturally), but I could tell he thought I was a technology-challenged moron (and maybe I am). However, I came home and all the same problems reasserted themselves. And I don’t see how it could be an issue with our router, because everyone else in this household is connecting to the internet just fine.
As maddening as these tech issues have been — for weeks now (Photoshop crashed twice while posting yesterday — one time recovering; one time not) — I really could use some perspective there as well.
What is the emotional equivalent of a blue strip of fabric lightly laid, just so, to make the line of the foundation travel back? What perspective would ease getting through a series of technology issues that show no sign of easy resolution and that undercut my ability to stay connected (and THERE’s the psychological metaphor for one of the mechanical failures — it’s always there).
“WALK AWAY FROM THE SCREEN, Dee” isn’t going to cut it for much longer. I should take Michelle’s comment from yesterday to heart: “Breathe”.