I begin with a poem called A Crazy Quilt, because It was the first thing I found when I was researching quilts, way back in 2006 when I began a blog and had it posted there.
They do not make them any more,
For quilts are cheaper at the store
Than woman's labor, though a wife
Men think the cheapest thing in life.
But now and then a quilt is spread
Upon a quaint old walnut bed,
A crazy quilt of those old days
That I am old enough to praise.
Some old woman sewed these points and square
Into a pattern like life's cares.
Here is a velvet that was strong,
The poplin that she wore so long,
A fragment from her daughter's dress
Like her, a vanished loveliness;
Old patches of such things as these,
Old garments and old memories.
And what is life? A crazy quilt;
Sorrow and joy, and grace and guilt,
With here and there a square of blue
For some old happiness we knew;
And so the hand of time will take
The fragments of our lives and make,
Out of life's remnants, as they fall,
A thing of beauty, after all.
by Douglas Malloch
and so I offer you...
Scraps of Self
I suppose you might say I am just Considering Patchwork, or REconsidering Patchwork which might really be putting it in Perspective as it relates to my creative work, my life and...well... all things really. Not just the quilt.
I have imagined this Part 1 of my final sharing series as an introduction. But it seems an odd approach after all these public years, being in the mixed company that includes so many of you who have followed for so long. Yet the possibility of beginning again is rather refreshing in a way. Especially since I have gathered so many new eyes along the way . And yet here I am, still myself. My Selves. Some still wandering...
Turning experiments into actual questions helps to remind me how much I don't know.
Thought Catching, as I refer to it, is and has always been my focus since I began to consider how it is that new form emerges and evolves. I've developed many habits that help me catch my thoughts. I want to talk about them because they bring me back to the beginnings of my creative journey. Way back. I used this inquiry method in my first online class. There was a small group of folks that found it stupid and I later found out were conspiring and laughing behind my back. But it works for me and that's all I'm saying.
I begin by opening my old What If blog to this series. And talking about that.
From this page, you can click the picture (an old illustration from art school days by the way, another story for another day) to get to the What If blog. Use your class password for both user name and password. This blog is still hosted on Typepad. I will be moving it here to Feel free, bit by bit. I'll also post a link on the Home Page soon.
Talking a bit about What If below...