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Judy's Journal: sculpted space within and without by Antony Gormley
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Friday, July 17, 2015. Sculpted space within and without by Antony Gormley. I'll tell you why I became a sculptor. What I care about most is making space. Space that is within, yet also without. I grew up in the 50's and when I was about 6 I had to have an enforced rest. My bed was in a tiny hot space, so I told myself not to move. I found that the space would get darker and cooler and larger, and after a few months I found that I looked forward to it. That space is the place of imagination. All our lang...
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Judy's Journal: above us only sky
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Monday, July 13, 2015. Above us only sky. To me, quilt backs are as beautiful and important as quilt fronts. Usually I plan the pieced back with as much design intent as the front, only simpler. I like things that seem simple, yet are also complex. I consider how the stitches will look on the back. The solid piece of aqua dupioni silk has a sheen that reacts to the light and to the variety of tensions I've put into it with my handwork. For example, the creten stitch ( see here. Monday, July 13, 2015.
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Judy's Journal: reverse applique dots
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Friday, December 09, 2011. This post is a tutorial for a careful technique, reverse applique dots. Two three inch squares are layered, basted together, and marked with a circle outline. A spool of thread makes a good template. The center of the circle needs to be removed with very sharp embroidery scissors. Then make several tiny clips that just touch the drawn line. Thread the needle with silk applique thread. Silk thread is very strong, does not knot, and is nearly invisible once stitched. The circle o...
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Judy's Journal: I saw a butterfly, there can be more to life
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Friday, July 24, 2015. I saw a butterfly, there can be more to life. I made this quilt in 1988. (when she was three). Grace took it to university with her in 2003. (when she was 18). I'm glad to see that she really used it. I had discovered painting on fabric around that time. I remember painting and then appliqueing these fantastical butterflies onto the scrap quilt base. The title is from a book I was reading at the time about caterpillars. A small thing I can do for her in the big picture of her life.
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Judy's Journal: The Jack Pine
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Wednesday, January 30, 2008. My grandmother was an oil painter. Her favourite subject was trees. The beloved Canadian painter Tom Thomson painted The Jack Pine in 1916. When, in 1918, the National Gallery purchased it, 'The Jack Pine' became quite famous within Canada. Reproductions hung in Canadian schools. I wonder if my grandmother was influenced by Tom Thomson's painting when she began this painting? When was it painted, I wonder? It is signed E J in the lower right. (for Ethel Jane). Japanese Textil...
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Judy's Journal: summer
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Wednesday, August 05, 2015. I continue to pare things down. This summer I am only doing two things. We've moved to the cottage for August. Our Alaskan family is moving to Ontario. It's an exciting time for all of us. It may be that I am on a blog break. Summer is short and kids are the perfect age for such a brief time. Wednesday, August 05, 2015. Be well. :-). Enjoy, this looks amazing! Priorities . check. The middle picture is a perfect mother and child portrait. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Judy's Journal: my embroidered quilts
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Thursday, July 09, 2015. 1990 detail of the moon, text by Elizabeth I, hand pieced, chain stitch. Between the Leading Note and the Tonic. 1998, the chain stitch embroidery is the quilting. The embroidery on my quilts intensified after our move to Manitoulin Island in 1993. G 2000 pieced, layered, chain stitch detail. 2000 pieced, layered, chain stitched, Collection of Ontario Juried Show. 2005 french knot and back stitch, English paper piecing, papers left in. The Water Is My Grandmother. Your quilts jus...
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Judy's Journal: fly stitch
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Wednesday, July 29, 2015. Stitching just a little more on this quilt lets me remain in a distant place, above it all. Fly stitching. Stitch flying. Wednesday, July 29, 2015. Cest un très bel ouvrage. Ce bleu et les points des oiseaux sont magnifiques. Un petit bonjour de la France. Thank you velma, it is good to be back. Magnificent flying birds. what a lovely view to stitch by. x. For just a moment Im on that porch looking over your shoulder and perfectly content. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Judy's Journal: un thinking
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Monday, April 23, 2012. I spent most of the weekend with a needle in my hand, finishing up three pieces. I love stitching. Stitching gets me up in the morning. I look forward to spending that quiet time with my self. A time of un-thought. The gentle hand motions often lead me into an inner wisdom. Or a decision. Yet I hold on to this extremely slow and domestically tinged way of making marks. Which one of us is the lazy artist? Monday, April 23, 2012. Henrietta (aka ani aka zani). Well, some would say th...
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Judy's Journal: a book about forgetting
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Monday, July 20, 2015. A book about forgetting. Maybe for a year or two. Maybe most of a life. Maybe a lot of people never know love. Maybe we just get given our faces, our lives, our fates, our happiness and unhappiness. Some get a lot, some bugger all. And love the same. Like different glass sizes for beer. You get a lot, you get bugger all, you drink it and its gone. You know it and then you don't know it. Maybe we don't control any of it. " page 373. I finished my novel on Saturday. Sounds like an in...
