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!

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

29 Faces in 28 Days - day 7

Today is a total WTF day. I swear. You all think I'm nuts but there is some entity in my house doing weird things to my electrical stuff. So for more than a week it has been the computer. Today, my sewing machine.

I have been sewing on a machine for forty plus decades, and this has never, EVER happened before...  While I was sewing, the needle dropped out. Thankfully it didn't break. In fact, the top and bobbin thread were still intact, ready to do their job. That in its self is very odd, but then it gets even worse. I could not get the needle back in. It was like the hole had just closed up. Not kidding. Not being dramatic either. I was getting mad and for sure frustrated. What is going on?? The needle came out of a hole so the danged hole should still be there, right??

I ended up having to take the needle, bobbin, bobbin case, and faceplate area all apart just to get a needle back in... no, no, no... this should never happen... unless some trickster from the 'other side' is trying to be funny and torment me for some unknown reason. Ok now...haha.. now could you please let me go back to a normal boring yet peaceful day-to-day life? (miss you too Pops)

For this piece I took another scrap piece of fabric to use for the base, cut a scrap that had the face screened on it, tore some painted book pages with a Stencil Girl design, gessoed the paper down, added paint then stitching.


 Note: Please be respectful of my images, which are all originals. 

Here's the link to Ayala Art. This project is her baby:http://ilove2paint.blogspot.com/

Here's the link to the list of participating artists: 

This link will take to to my artFace blog dedicated to all things face: 
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