Saturday, April 30, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
I finally went to my first quilting guild meeting. I’ve been trying to go for three years now at least. I could never quite make it. I was always tired from being a new teacher and mommy, and quite frankly I was intimidated. I finally went, unsure of what I would meet. Would everyone be amazing quilters and I would be hopelessly out of my league? Would they be snotty, it is after all the Proper Bostonian Quilters group. It was absolutely amazing. I was one of the only women under sixty, I was one of the only Black women there and it was absolutely wonderful. It was lovely being in women’s space. Our differences didn’t matter (for now). We had a common language of quilting. The women were warm and chatty. They acted as if they had been waiting for me (they raved about my quilts!). This must be how people feel at comic book conventions, when they leave their isolated existence as alienated nerds and finally join the fellowship of fellow costumed geeks.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Just when I thought I was doomed, the idea occurred to me to hang the strips on a clothes dryer. Attagirl. (please note that they are organized in proper rainbow ROYGBIV order). Ta Da! no more mess.....until the baby finds it.
Friday, April 1, 2011
At seventeen she regularly sneaks out the house. She smokes cigarettes and she goes out with men. Grown men who have been to jail. She gets letters from them on plain stationary. I sneak them to her in efforts of winning her affection. The only thing that has stayed with her from Haiti is her sense of style, her gaudiness, her penchant for weaves, tight skirts, big purses, blue eye shadow. Mom has grown ten years older in the last five years. Her face looks perpetually drawn, her brow furrowed. Dad doesn’t say much about it, he’s always been pretty stoic, but his bouts of silliness are far and few between, his attitude is always, “She’s our child, we have to do whatever needs to be done to support her.”
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
I decided to jump in head first and begin making dolls. I had wanted to make them for a while but I was pretty intimidated by trying to follow a pattern, so I just sketched out an outline on a sweater I had felted, cut, sewed, and stuffed her. She is lop sided but Soley likes her, that is the important part. When I was feeling self congratulatory and thought my job was done, Soley pointed out that she didn't have any clothes, so I had to make her a dress. Then she pointed out that she didn't have a belly button, so I had to sew her on one. She has also pointed out that she doesn't have any ears, but that is above my current ability level.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
We went to go visit my friend Tene' in Brooklyn, her son Kamau, has a sever case of dinosaur fever, (though only two and a half he knows the names of nine dinosaurs). Kamau has a stuffed T-Rex that Tene' bought from Urban Outfitters for some astronomical price. The crafter in me always boasts, I could make that, but this time I finally did. Since dinosaur fever is extremely contagious, I made Soley a stuffed Apatosaurus (which only fools still call Brontosaurus) out of felted wool. I hope to make another one to send to Kamau, (but his will have four legs). Please appreciate the fact that this is hand stitched because machine was in the shop getting fixed
Thursday, March 3, 2011
This quilt was "inspired" from a quilt from the Gee's Bend collection. The inspired is in quotations because it is a copy. My husband complains that I never make a quilt for the house so I asked him to choose one from the Gee's Bend book for me to me to use as inspiration. He chose this one, and I was pleased that he chose such a simple pattern (they call it a house top pattern). The quilt in the book, though simple, is beautiful, and I was dissapointed by mine, which is plain in comparison. The Gee's Bend quilt is made out of corduroy at a time when it was plentiful to the ladies and it has some very interesting half circle quilting on it. Mine is not quilted yet, however, so maybe that will add some depth to it. The lesson: don't copy a quilt, each one is unique in and of it's self and reflects the maker and the context.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
This baby quilt was meant for my niece Lauren, who is big girl now, and thus will need a bigger quilt. (Perhaps I can add another row to each side). It is based on the "snails trails" pattern and uses batiks.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
I would love to do commissioned quilting (well I thought I did), but it turns out that I can't handle doing what other people want me to do. This is my first and only commissioned piece kinda. Nia, my doula for Soley, asked for a quilt, and we even went to the fabric store to pick out the fabrics (this was two years ago). She asked for a quilt that wasn't too busy and didn't have a lot of reds in it. However, I could not listen to her because I was sure that what she wanted would not work and I knew better: that the fabrics she chose would make a perfect bento box. So I went ahead and made it and it is much too busy and I'm sure too red for her. I have began another one that I think is closer to what she wants but I'm stalled on it and lost motivation because I'm a brat and it's not what I wanted to make. (perhaps I'm not ready to take commissions, it seems to involve a certain zen- non-attachment and I'm not there yet)