
HOPE
The response ran the gamut from tears to "creepy". This is a picture of my mother as a young girl. She died two years ago last month and never knew many of her grandchildren, (and great grandchildren) including Declan. As I said in the previous post, I wanted to try this technique of using photoshop and rearranging the image. This is what the original photograph looked like:
So I photoshopped out the dog. Of course I then had to figure out how to get Declan in and couldn't so I did it the old fashioned way...I sewed him in. The coloring is much better in the original photo, but somehow when it printed came out too blue. Looking at it now I think I would have tried harder to get the coloring right, but I thought I'd better quit while I was ahead and before my printer started to wig out on me as it often does when I use anything besides regular paper.
I have to admit I designed this not so much with Declan and his likes in mind (though it is reported he does like trucks and vintage trucks can be really cool,) but more with trying out some new techniques, having been inspired by Susan Lewis Storey and her work. The tiles are made of Fimo and stamped to spell out Declans Guardian Angel. They are my attempt at work similar to Laurie Mika.



I should have taken this picture a little closer so you could see the machine quilting which completely covers the surface, but then you wouldn't have been able to see the button bubbles of which I need to add just a few more here and there. I've started working on the second horizontal section of 4 and pieced 3 more scenes. Sewed the frames on and realized I didn't piece in the little 1/4" bright color which I think looks like a mat within a mat. Ripped them out and vowed to pay closer attention.
This is Mbingo, on the southwest? side of Africa. Cameroon. The family that has commissioned this quilt spent 6 months working and living in the hospital and community. Mbingo is the name of the huge green mountain behind the very distinctive red roofed hospital, and for those faithful readers who may have caught the post on Churchill and his birthday cake, this is where he comes from. I'm finding that as I create these pieces I have GREAT ideas about where I'd like to do the quilting or add a little embroidery, but as I sit down to actually do it, my mind is faced with the proverbial BLANK SHEET OF WHITE PAPER and what if I do it wrong or worse yet, what if I start it and it looks terrible! This is where I take that leap of faith and know that anything can be creatively covered up if it's that bad.
Look like a basket on her head? Or badly placed hair.
And the overview of the last section, again, a little "patch" of some pipers on the cliffs in Iceland used as a filler.
They look a bit washed out now but hopefully jump out with some machine quilting added.
This is the center piece of the top section. Today I get to quilt it. This is the Bubbles at "Champagne" in Dominica...the bubbles will actually be shell white buttons of different sizes traveling up the quilt. Above this piece was an empty space that I filled in with three blue squares to look like continuation of the water. (Patchwork is so forgiving.) The bubbles will travel through these and out the top.

The lighting is bad, taken at the end of a very long day, but I think you can get the idea they're very steep mountains and an orange tent by a lake. The part that hangs down on the sides (I'm sure there's a technical name that eludes me) will be about 20"by90" and will look like this:
Just a row of wonky trees made from all the fabrics used in the quilt. We'll see.
I try to walk every day. Sometimes I listen to books on tape and sometimes I just listen to the constant chatter going on in my own head. It's a great time to resolve problems I may be having with a design or figuring a way to use that certain fabric in a piece. I have several different walks but my favorite (for the view at the top and for the amount of exercise I get) is trekking up Moe's Mountain. It's 15 minutes straight up an old country back road before you get to the top. Along the road is an old stone wall that the birds have, over the decades, deposited their droppings and an abundance of old crookedy apple trees line the way. This is a bumper crop year for apples in Maine. I found at least 6 different varieties yesterday. I started out carrying three and then I just HAD to take my sweater off to hold all the rest. There are some surface blemishes, but for the most part they're BEAUTIFUL. And free for the taking.


I am surely blessed.
