Pressing on with quilting

February 8th, 2007

Progress with quilting what I am now working on has been slow – first blogged on 13/8/06 and inturrupted by various things like travel, surgery, christmas visitors and so on. With DH away for a few days I am again working on it, but it’s quite large, and closely hand quilted, and I keep asking myself why I do this stuff. I have been making good progress since listenging to a recorded version of Pride and Prejudice. I know the story and writing so well that I don’t mind hearing the same disc over several times – which happens because there seem to be all kinds of interruptions. The plastic thimble thingy I normally have on the underside of the quilting as I go is not being much help – since the work is not mounted on any kind of frame, the thimble keeps coming off in the manoeuvrings of the quilt on the shiny table I’m doing it on. So the basic callous had to be worked up and now I have it I need to keep going.

I have just finished reading a marvellous Kate Grenville novel, “The Secret River”. Being out of Aus much of the time I have somehow managed to not read her last two novels before this one, but they are top of my shopping list next time I go. There have been other good novels about the early days of colonial Aus written about real or imaginary characters who came out as convicts – e.g. “Morgan’s Run” by Colleen McCullough, and Bryce Courtney’s “The Potato Factory” come to mind instantly, and there are others of course. The story of convict Will Thornhill and his wife is fictional, but woven into what must have been experiences shared by many of his time. Many Australians today have little understanding of the feelings of those involved in this clash of cultures and its tragic results.

New in our Garden

February 2nd, 2007

This pic is of a vine we have always loved as it climbs around several houses in this area – and just this week planted one in our garden.

No, DH didn’t mangle it in the car while bringing it home, (as happened with a beautiful bougainvillea once when the car door blew shut on the top third of the plant!…it has now recoverd from the shock) The woman at the nursery picked a sample for him to look at more closely as they talked about it.

This one piece shows all the main stages of flowering:- the row of green bobbly things are actually the unopened flowers, next up, green tinged with yellow is young flowers,, which change colour to orange/mature after a while, and then finally the little cup things drop off – as per lower right corner. It is a vine, not a bottle brush, nor is it a eucalpyt, but reminds us of both. We are replacing a very uncooperative maracuya/passionfruit with this vine , and have resigned ourselves to buying passionfruit in the supermarket. NO, I’m not going floral in my quiltmaking, just including this on the basis of a thing of beauty being a joy for ever…

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Thinking Within The 12" Square

February 2nd, 2007

Yesterday I sent this off up to the US as my contribution to the auction at the SAQA conference auction this coming may. The size needs to be 12″ square, and although I love working on square grids, working within one square itself is something else; I didn’t find it easy. I am looking forward to seeing heaps of these small pieces in the auction. I myself don’t feel really comfortable working so small, and am not planning a series of these….

Technical note: Despite appearance in the photo, this is a 12″ square. I am well known to be a last minute wonder, and so, in this case while DH went through the lining up and checking in procedure at the airport yesterday afternoon, I sat out in the A-C vehicle completing the addition of the sleeve, signing, and photographing the quilt before turing it over to him to mail to the organisers while he is up in the US over the coming week. Piece of cake!

In retrospect I should have laid it out on the ground against it’s muslin background to get a flat, square, image, but of course, in haste the best ideas don’t always come up in time…. I do wish procrastination wasn’t my middle name. On the other hand, since the deadline for these works is May 1st – I am running way ahead of time – and sending it up north with him saves the huge bucks Fedex would accept in return for making sure it did get there – the post here is not always 100% reliable, going either way.

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A Florida Folly

January 29th, 2007

We travelled north to Tacuarembo this weekend to attend a wedding. I had not been up that way for almost a year and so was seeing some things on the road with a fresh eye – plus there is a lot going on up there. I had not seen this before, and it is clearly not new… I still can’t believe I missed it up to now.

The fishtailed figure is a mermaid perhaps, although a fearsome female warrior upper half brings the ancient British warrior queen Boadecea to mind – see the detail below – and this is not something I’d have ever associated with a mermaid. I know nothing about it, but it is my impression that construction was in two stages. First seems to have come an incredible, dedicated, probably long-lasting, flush of enthusiasm tackling a large reserve of small and often intricate bits and pieces of metal scrap to construct the front half. At this point though I think either the small parts sources suddenly dried up, or impatience to finish the task set in – indeed, such an abrupt change in the scale of parts used between the front and the rear portions might even signify a different maker completed the project! Anyway, I just love the rampant energy of the figure.

A note or two about the location of this. As I said, close to the northern edge of the town of Florida. What is almost as remarkable as the figure itself is that it is located bang smack under the crossing point of a couple of electrical wires ! and amidst quite a collection of power poles and soccer goals in a play area or park. It was impossible to find anywhere that provided a photo free of some kind of intrusion around the figure.

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