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!
Anyway, I just came across this quilt. See how important it is to date your work?! I would have guessed “2008” as the time frame for this poppy, but stitching reveals that it was made in 2002.
I keep wanting to ‘get back’ to poppies and keep finding that I don’t.
Do any of you, dear readers, have themes or images that you developed/loved and that were well-received and that you keep saying you will ‘get back to’ and then don’t?!!
Why, I wonder.
Maybe it’s not enough to go back to something just because other people liked it. Not sure. Ideas, responses welcome!
Today’s the busy day – writing class in the a.m. (Yikes! must bathe! Must eat breakfast! Must do Morning Pages (writing class is so much better if I do them first)) and then my quilting class (here, thankfully) in the afternoon.
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.