“Only love interests me, and I’m only in contact with things I love.” ~ Mark Chagall
I’m working on a small art quilt. It’s about 12″ x 15″. I have to start small because I’m trying to learn new techniques, new to me, that is. The last one I made was 9″ x 12″, I think. I also used a pattern, loosely, and a video to get the hang of it. There’s a photo of it in one of my early posts– The pros and cons of being queen. The one I’m working on now will be much more creative, I hope. Even though I added my own touches to the last one, it was still someone else’s design. This one will be mine.
I’ve mentioned before that I love fabric and color. Also, I have been reading/studying/admiring art quilt magazines and books for the past few years. This is how I do things. I study and study. Think and think. And eventually I decide: Hey! I can do that. I want to do that. I’m going to do that.
I’ve made quilts before, the traditional patchwork type that Granny used to make. And I love them. I still have mental images of my great-granny’s quilts on the beds in her house. Beautiful. But for whatever reason, I have reached a stage of life where I don’t like the restrictions of a precision-quilted piece. Art quilting is free, creative, whimsical, spontaneous. Just the way I want to be.
I think all of this speaks to who I am today. The restraints of a marriage and a relationship are gone. I didn’t want a divorce but I’ve had to accept it anyway. And now I find that, in my personal life, I don’t want restraints. I feel free. I like it.
Here’s my work-in-progress. I hope it will be a work of art when it’s finished. I hope I will be, too. I’ll post the finished quilt. The finished me will take a bit longer.