Thursday, November 23, 2006

Thanksgiving...


Here is my newest quilt under construction. I was originally planning to give it to my friend's new baby....but I can't. They are arty folk, and I'd have to explain my utter lack of color sense in these fabrics. It's a damned cheery blanket though, so I'll be finishing it to give to my niece for Christmas. (A quilt only a two year old could love.) I've made quite a few quilts---but none following patterns. Of the three I've made with squares or repeating shapes, I've never gotten the seams to line up perfectly---don't have any of the "proper" cutting tools....do it all by hand...so of course my squares aren't even.


Thanksgiving afternoon---sisters, neice, mom and I went to visit my 95 year old grandmother. This is she, sister L and neice Darcy.



Dinner was at Mom's house---


...and my sister made the most of it. Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Winter discipline...


It's -18F outside.....
I'm inside, trying to stay focused on paintings, making art, grant applications, etc.
It's hard to stay on task, since I dearly want to enter winter hibernation mode and watch a lot of movies, drink wine, read books.....nap.....


I was out with some artist friends last week and talked briefly with a sculptor. She asked me in a somewhat imperious voice, "What are you doing now?" in reference to my art. I told her about my large paintings on board, my abstracted botanical images, etc. She then asked "What else are you doing now?" (as if large scale paintings weren't enough) and I took a moment to think of how to respond. What came out was the truth....

"I'm spending a lot of time with my cat."

I am. We've been together 11 years and the best guess between his vet and I puts his age at 17. He's getting slower and slower, eats less, has trouble getting up from a nap....he's old. 17 for a feline is roughly similar to 90-95 for a human. I can feel every sharp bone in his body now....from 13 lbs. a few years ago to barely 8 lbs. I have to face how short our time together is and I start to cry whenever I think about it. I don't have many truly close friends and this orange creature has been with me day and night for over a decade.
I've put beds for him all over the house---his new favorite place during the day is in front of the fireplace: nice and warm.


First marks of a new painting--- 4'x4'. It's daunting to start an artwork this big. I worry about "wasting" materials, making something that isn't any good. This investment just seems so much ...more.With works on paper, I don't feel too bad if it's a stinker and I can just crumple it up or toss it on the burn pile outside (the sacrificial alter of many bad paintings). Posted by Picasa