Trip to SC was GREAT– food extraordinaire, gloriously good weather, friendly people at every turn, and history, history, history! More to come. Most of the interior shots are from the Charleston Museum. And yes, that is me wearing a crinoline skirt in the interactive section of the Textile Wing. The metal badge stamped “Free” was for former slaves to carry, I believe. Research required.

Tag Archives: quilts
looking in, out, down, and back
Here I combine a meditation on windows with a celebration of the ease with which I can now access ALL our digital photos while in Photoshop Elements. It is probably good to celebrate SOMETHING about our ‘upgrades’ – at least until such time as I no longer feel the need to place ‘upgrade’ in quotes. Above photo was two days ago, chives this week, holey espadrilles and storm windows – all recent. The rest — from 2003 and 2004, I think.
I am taken with this idea of looking back, archiving, revisiting images, partly from Jude Hill‘s similar impulse (scanning old journals and sketchbooks). And, partly from a recently formed intention to melt away some of the regret and longing and sadness that seem to arise thinking about the past. I will look back and keep breathing.
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I want to thank everyone who chimed in on the last post. Very provocative and I appreciate every one of those comments!
Friday Mish-Mash 11/9

fabrics I adore – middle shibori from my vat; “tree” tie-dye wedge was a gift; edge wedge of pale blue a former silk work skirt from the 90’s
Two silly links for you this week (oh so refreshing after election intensity): baby otter finding its element and a possum eating a strawberry.
A photo of wings to inspire some stitchers: Tullum beach scene. Photo by Mario Valeira.
And some dynamic quilts : textile artist Pat Pauly.
Have a great weekend everyone!!
dunking, dingy, houses and blues
This is the vertical Middle Passage quilt, after adding some cloth and rubber band resists to lower edge and dunking into indigo vat.
Our bathroom receives late afternoon sun – from the weekend.
It was such a beautiful day here. Since we abut an elementary school, all my activity out back this morning was accompanied by the sounds of children playing.
I was happy to spend some of such a glorious day outside with cloth, and raking, and taking a walk around Crystal Lake.

































