Saturday, April 20, 2019

Patch pocket for P

Shhh ... it's a birthday surprise ...

Meantime, here's what we were up to at Pedernales Falls State Park ...

And Austin Scoops ...

 

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  1. Sue – thank you … for every photo I use, there are dozens more … and for every post I write, there are at least ten that never make it out of my head!

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  1. Grace – somehow I don’t recall our kids or older grandkids being enthralled by pockets, but P certainly is … she loves digging her hands in and sashays with pure joy

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Hi LA – pockets are they way to go – getting into it earlier the better. Ice-cream is great; but making stone cairns has to be one of those universal joys. Go well. B

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  1. Hazel – yes, I do, too … and you can usually read my mood by how far I dig my hands in

    And that fabric … culled from my daughter’s discarded pjs (I always ask to get first dibs on her Goodwill donations)

 

Wednesday, April 17, 2019

Between here and there (redux)

Addendum: Fiona's comment reminded me of her post on Paper Ponderings with its wonderful series of photos from the exhibition opening, including three of her reading the back of the pennant with the words to Rod's song:

You can find the most recent (and future) blog activity on the new blog:

          https://imgoingtotexas.home.blog

But since some folks still come here to Blogger to use the Kindred Spirits links and others continue to use this URL in their own blog rolls, I thought a new post might be in order.

So, here's an update on Mo's project I Dream of a World Where Love is the Answer. The mended shell has returned home from Australia, with beautiful bits and pieces from the Artsite exhibit ...


 But the pennant remains in Sydney, where it will be gifted to Old Man Crow on his birthday, as revealed by Mo at the end of this post on her blog:
https://itscrowtime.wordpress.com/2019/04/04/the-ripples-of-love-as-the-pennants-and-talismans-fly-home



Happy birthday (a little early) Rod!




Tuesday, April 16, 2019

Necessity is the mother of mending

My jeans, the ones I wear when working the land, were torn ...

The result of moving the rusted bedsprings gifted by neighbors Connie and Karl Akers ...

Fortunately, it was only the jeans that tore. In the future, I think I'll leave it to Don to move rusty bits around as he does a much better job of it ...

Nonetheless, I do like having a good excuse to mend ...

And now that my itchy stitching fingers have been soothed, I'm off to do some (more) weeding!

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What a beautiful mend that is – so gorgeous! And yes the rusty garden is fabulous – all growing away merrily…

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  1. Fiona – I was replying to Mo as your comment pinged in … the ether is buzzing between spring and fall, here and there. Hope your toe is recovering from your gardening misadventure.

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  1. I wondered if anyone would pick up on my stitching in memory of what could have been a most unfortunate accident. Our grandson (age 6) said, “next time you should get someone to help you.” To true.

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Thursday, April 11, 2019

May the circle be unbroken

The torn and tattered heart that journeyed around the world to be a part of Mo's dream ...

has returned to the nest ...

Thank you Mo, for your vision and great heart ... I will treasure the memory and the beautiful pieces you sent.

And thank you, Rod, for your music and a heart to match Mo's.

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Monday, April 1, 2019

There and back again

Those of you who frequent this blog have probably figured out that my absences are either the dreaded "health issues" or happier grandkid excursions. Fortunately, the past ten days were spent journeying to and from St Louis, with only a minor cold or two thrown into the mix.

Our travels included a stop at the 108 Contemporary in Tulsa to see a combined exhibit by Jane Dunnewold and Mary Fisher.

Don and I were both taken by Jane's repurposing of quilt fragments, the backs of which were spackled (!), then embellished with stenciled paint ...

Or with graphite lines ...

which drew us in for a closer look ...

Likewise, Mary Fisher's work was intriguing, especially these forms ...

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Not a bad way to break up a 900 mile road trip.

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  1. Mo Crow

    had to look up the definition of spackled, Jane used plaster on the backs of her cloths like a rough gesso ground?
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    Mo – exactly … to very good effect! Now I’m regretting that I didn’t rescue a very ragged quilt top from the thrift store some time back. Next time I’ll know what to do.

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    1. takes balls, for sure. reminds me a bit of Rauschenberg’s works. The hanging ones are intriguing, to my mind, for being kind of gross. If you saw one of those floating near a culvert, for instance, I doubt you’d touch it. Inverted the idea of art being ‘pretty’?

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      1. In Jane’s pieces I liked the idea of reinforcing cloth that is otherwise disintegrating … and of toning down the sometimes off-putting colors of 20th century quilt tops.

        As for Mary’s hanging pieces, for sure not something I’d want to live with. But I viewed them in the context of her experiences with AIDS and cancer … causing me to consider what remains after life-threatening illnesses and the treatments they necessitate.

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      1. Hazel – indeed … I’ve been thinking about trying gesso and Inktense pencils next time I come across some un-quilted patchwork at the thrift store

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    2. LA – I never cease to be amazed by the creativity of other artists. I would not have even thought to take the steps to do the work that adds other new dimensions to existing, worn or discarded pieces. B

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