|When stuck for photos a gratuitous cat photo always comes in handy.... I ordered some more foundation papers (I found Legal size - what fun!) from amazon and they came in a massive big box full or brown paper. Paper happiness all round!|
I had a wonderfully quilty weekend though. My mate Polly invited me for a lock in at the quilt shop (dangerous I know...fortunately she closed up the till at the start of the night...). So, we had a really blissful 4 hours Friday night sew-in! Naturally I used that time to start another project rather than finish anything....so all I have to show for it is another little baggie of cut fabrics ready to assemble. (I have a few of those...)
Polly also managed to convince me to go with her to a class the following day.
|Swords in Stone, Norway. By Rosalind Johansson, who was teaching the class|
You can read some about it on Pollys blog, but suffice to say it was completely out of my comfort zone! Art quilts scare me. I've said before, I LOVE to quilt because I can choose beautiful fabrics and its not too difficult to make a "pretty". Art Quilts, to me, are all about ART and EXPRESSION and all those elusive things that require true talent and flair. Stuff that gets me running to the hills in fear... (metaphorically obviously. Not sure which is more improbable - me ever running again or approaching a hill on foot...) Anyway. Wanting to prolong the laughs and fun of actually sewing with other people (not cats) I went along. The class was about creating a picture inspired by a view really. To be fair, I'd only had 12 hours notice and most of them were spent sleeping, so I hadnt been able to think of or find picture of a view to do. The teacher gave her talk, and I latched on to her notion that the quilt could be anything inspired by the area - even the knitting. I googled Fair Isle Jumpers and right away started jotting down rows and shapes. Woohoo! Its just like the Medallion borders I've been seeing so much of online I'm now seeing in my sleep!
I did have a fun time, the chat was good, the jokes suitably filthy and tone refreshingly low. However, I have been left with a nagging feeling that there are some real flaws in my character. I found myself to be, well, quite set in my ways.... Not only did I fail to open my mind to batik and blenders, I also failed to experiment and applique. In fact, I heard one suggestion of inspiration that was close to my style of geometrics and piecing only, and I clung to it. Poor teacher twice offered a suggestion of applique to get me out of the hell of teeeeeeny piecing I'd dropped myself in and both times I quite stubbornly, politely and nicely I hope, but stubbornly didnt go for it... Even Polly tried... I dont have anything against applique - I've done it before, and I will again I'm sure, but I got so stuck on my plan and just would not budge. Never mind that what I was doing was a million miles away from what every one else was up to.....
Thrawn - adj, Scots, meaning stubborn, perverse, contrary
I'm told that I had cracked the "how to" of adding sums (math addition) and so point blank refused to continue to do another 2 pages of sums like everyone else. Well. Maths sucks. I'd proved I could do it, I got it right, why on earth did I have to sit and do more of the horrible things..... (Unfortunately I did not grow out of that, and I now totally suck at maths.)
Oh well. So I'm still an obstinate 5 year old who just has to do things her own way. At least my stubbornness comes in handy some of the time. I bloody well will finish the stuff on my finish list, just you see if I dont!