I had one of those sleepless nights last night. and so I am not planning to do much today. I will call my son, spend some time looking at how cloth transforms when in the company of other cloth... and thinking about that. And maybe i might take a nap. But not too long a nap. So I might sleep tonight.
...i received a wonderful gift from julian who runs exot with my brother nemo. wow!... (shown here with some fabulous wallpaper fragments i received from brother jeff , a while back...) i am always impressed with gift giving when it is right on. this book documents wallpaper design from three pattern books in the department of prints and drawings at the victoria and albert museum. 900 designs dated from 1837-1852. just packed with inspiration.
...i have always loved old wallpaper. i just love that it is often layered,yes!, and its faded quality is often used to generate my color palettes. the
patterns themselves are really quite adaptable to fabric, many originally created as textile designs in repeat and motif. and then, i especially love those unusual papers that look
like stone or wash effects. beautiful surface ideas. a while back, when i worked on the listen to the river quilt, i did a bit of work with some old wallpaper fragments. i have done a lot of computer printing experiments on fabric with these which i want to go back and dig out of the archives so i can document my results here on the blog. i'll be doing that today. then i can inspire you.
....as i ripped the velvet from mom's wedding dress into strips, it sprinkled everything with a dreamy fairy like dust. and i dreamed of warm snow instead of vacuuming.
...with the intention of skatching a border for the pathways and bridges, i drifted with the snow idea and the harshness of the piece is now softened by a blanket of white and light, sculpted by stitches to retain the character of how velvet snow might come to rest. and now it is resting for a while.
...i worked a bit more on alphabet soup. just to stitch. because i was inspired by the childlike enthusiasm during the inauguration. and because all of a sudden D was for Dreaming, L was for Love multiplying and J was for Jude Juggling many thoughts at once. .
sometimes i just let myself float. day dreaming. letting the thoughts flow without struggling to focus. and i have been dreaming furiously at night. i don't jump up and jot things down anymore. i try to become more conscious of the thoughts without waking so i don't destroy the melting process, the soft slow drift. i think slowing down is what causes ideas to form. slow thinking is dreaming. i really feel sad when a child is given the impression that day dreaming is a waste of time. today i woke with memories of uncurling and giant holes floating in liquid squares and the shape of trying and transparency and snoring as a language and cropped circles and huge ninepatches and velvet and silk shibori and lullabys. i can feel the shape of coma forming. without intention.
today WAS is practicing yoga.
.....with all this one world stuff floating around, i thought i would revive an old unfinished project that WE were working on years ago when my husband (lets call him metsky) was still working at the UN. it was a chart we were making of the sounds animals make and how they are expressed as written words in different languages. i think this would make a great folk quilt combined with images of the animals themselves. i need your help. i need any written animal sounds from any country and also any pictures of stylized folk art animals that you (or your friends or family) can pair with the sounds. and any stories that might go with them of course....thanks.