The creative and spiritual journey of a (textile) recycler. . .

I have thought about starting a blog for a long time now. I just couldn’t seem to get started. I thought. . what would I say, what would I do and really . . . . . who would care.

Last year I had the great fortune to witness a ‘happening’. As a spouse at a reunion (I know, groan) I was both an observer and participant. This reunion was attended by some of the most creative and talented people on the face of the planet. Really, no exaggeration! But many were holding onto life long insecurities. They didn’t think they were talented enough and embarrassed to perform in front of each other for fear of . . who knows . . . finger pointing, whispers, laughter, ridicule of some sort for sure. Once it was revealed that many shared the same feelings, the healing began. And I was the lucky one. I got to witness it all and benefit as well.

So, the message is that we all think we are not good enough compared to someone else, but we are. Don’t let your fears and insecurities stop you. We can’t measure our own success by someone else’s talents.

This revelation and the kindness / support of strangers has propelled my creative journey to a place I had given up ever getting to. Tho I thought my creative juices were dried up forever, they have merely been reawakened. Many thanks to all involved in my process, including in-part . . Victoria B, Mrs. W., Charles Mc., Claudia H, Mary B, Cindy G, Sandy B, Traci B., Kat C, and my IAA family. So, thank you. I dedicate this blog to all of you!

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Weekly Quilt Journal Project: week 2

After assembling the pieces in a way that I liked, I felt like a flower was trying to bloom. Look at the printed fabric piece at the top near the center. See what I mean? Doesn't it look like a scribbly flower of some sort?

Since I still had so much to do to get my sewing room organized, I set aside the quilt top and kept on trying to finish getting that room together. As luck would have it, I found a piece with the same colors and scribbly look. So I dropped everything. Then immedealty cut a slice off and set it on the little quilt-to-be. I liked it!

But it needed something else. So rather than hurt my brain trying to figure out what, I went back to cleaning. Oh geez. .  here we go again. I found a scrap that already had fusible on it. Hmmm. My lucky day. The little wonky squares added just the touch it needed. Week 2 quilt complete.
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