Month: February 2014

What makes a creative person tick?

Ever wonder what makes those wacky, creative types tick? How is it that some people seem to come up with all kinds of interesting, original work while the rest of us trudge along in our daily routines? Creative people are different because they operate a little differently. They: 1. Are easily bored A short attention span isn’t always a good thing, but it can indicate that the creative person has grasped one concept and is ready to go on to the next one. 2. Are willing to take risks Fearlessness is absolutely necessary for creating original work, because of the possibility of rejection. Anything new requires a bit of change, and most of us don’t care for change that much. 3. Don’t like rules Rules, to the creative person, are indeed made to be broken. They are created for us by other people, generally to control a process; the creative person needs freedom in order to work. 4. Ask “what if…” Seeing new possibilities is a little risky, because it means …

Thread painting, is it thread sketching or is it drawing with the sewing machine?

I tend to think its thread sketching.Simply threading the sewing machine and sewing  to create an image.Its not quite that simple, you know that when you pick up a pen, you can put it on the paper or fabric and draw an image.Thread sketching is different, you put the fabric or paper under the needle and move it around while the needle punches up and down on the fabric forming a stitch and that stitch becomes a small  part of the image.Sounds scary and I guess it is when you look at it in that way, but 17 ladies that I admire created these masterpieces  over the past 4 days doing just that. They are not finished and there are more to share but they said I could share them with you.Im impressed with their efforts.

Asilomar – The Experience.

Its been raining most of the day, its almost 9 pm and time to relax. The wind is gusting around my windows and then it relaxes with a sigh, only to whip up again. The door rattles and the leaves skip around on the path outside the windows.I don’t know why but I  feel like I’m in a famous five  adventure in my rustic wooden guest room. Its probably the dark wooden paneling and the heavy old door scuffed and  full of character. Asilomar Conference grounds are huge. It is situated by the Ocean and the smell of pine and sea is tantalizing. You can hear the waves roaring at times, and you might just view a deer and her young as they pass by your window.There are probably 200 delegates and 10 Tutors and being here is an adventure in its self. If you chose, you could sit by the fire on old leather lounges, play the piano or even play billiards. It is indeed unique.I need to walk along the beach again tomorrow if …

Asilomar – Empty spools.

Its 9.00 pm and I admit to not staying for the lecture tonight. In fact it’s the first time I’ve missed a lecture at an event ever, but I wanted to go over my class notes and presentations and I’m still working on a couple of papers that need to be finished in a day or so. I will be there to cheer on all the other Tutors in the next few days though. Just give me one night off please.Yesterday was a long day of travel and I arrived here 11 hours after I left Alamogordo. The airlines are having it tough due to bad weather in different parts of the USA so everything was in chaos in LA.You just have to be patient, there are a lot of people worse off than me. I slept fitfully last night, I had too much going on in the head, so I was up early and with cameras set I braved the elements and  photographed.  It was wonderful on …

Posts I enjoy.

Toot that horn! February 19th, 2014 by Morna Do you toot your own horn? Or are you like many women – yes, it’s mostly women – who are reluctant to talk about their successes and talents? You probably don’t have any problem talking about the success of your loved ones. Why is it that we have that problem with ourselves?This came up in a discussion with a group of ICAP members lately. One of these women felt uncomfortable about promoting herself. And she was not alone. Plenty of others shared their discomfort about promoting themselves, whether that’s in person, on the blog, Facebook or Twitter. It was okay to talk about others and share their successes, but we downplay our own. Why? I think it is because you are not ready to step into your own power.How do you get beyond this? Here are a few ideas: Pay attention to when you shy away from sharing your gifts or minimizing your talents in public, i.e., with those who don’t know you. Awareness is the first …

Las Colcheras Quilt Guild Show.

Las Colcheras Quilt Guild Show – Under the Sun We were greeted by friendly faces  selling raffle tickets, programs and giving out the viewers choice tickets. There were rows of interesting booths and exhibits. Lots of  viewers examining the quilts. It was a great show, I enjoyed  the hours that we spent wandering and visiting.Well done to all the volunteers and exhibitors. Don’t take any money Pam, you’re not going to buy anything.  !!!!BUT The venue held a wonderful surprise. Lots of vendors selling fabric I needed. I really liked this quilt by Deborah Adrian. And this one, Ring around the mole by Shannon Conley, very innovative. The Dogs, by Shannon Conley.

My new Kantha Quilts.

Holiday monday today and I’m catching up  on a few weeks of ’emails to answer’  Tomorrow I will  focus on a few quilts I loved at the Quilt Show we went to yesterday in Las Cruses, but today I wanted to share the Kantha quilts I purchased recently. It was so nice, we began the day with a family breakfast of eggs, bacon, home made biscuits and gravy.         So different to home, but much appreciated.Work on the road never ceases,  today I have information to send to France and Belgium, a huge questionnaire to answer as a nominee of “teacher of the year” Planning for Mexico,  business letters to go over  and classes to design…. wooow. The panic begins to rise.However, I have a few things I’d like to share.  Kantha is still the most popular form of embroidery practiced by rural women in some parts of India and Bengal. The traditional form of Kantha embroidery was done with soft dhotis and saris, with a simple running stitch along …

Feed sack quilts – found at antique malls recently.

This is a quilt made of feed sacks that I bought yesterday. Its never been used and is in pristine condition. I’ve always loved quilts made from feed sacks. I have about 10 in all and this green, now known as ‘candy’ green features in most of my treasured pieces.I wonder who made this quilt?Where did she buy her fabric.How on earth did they lay the raw cotton between the layers.? Feed sacks bring to mind poverty of the Great Depression but at the same time there is a romance to the idea that women could make something beautiful from something so mundane.In truth feed sacks were used for sewing well before the depressions and for several years after.  The evolution of the feed sack is a story of ingenuity and clever marketing.From Barrels to Feed sacksInitially farm and food products were shipped in barrels.  The feed sack story starts in the early 1800’s, when goods such as food staples, grain, seed, and animal feed were packed …

Vintage Quilts, Quotes and Good Friends.

I’m back in the place I love most in the USA, my home away from home in New Mexico.I have a  little time to wind down, relax, catch up with friends and to be honest, I just love this place. Its pure magic to me. This is the view from the house, the stunning Sacramento  Mountains. The city is situated  in a huge basin and on the other rim are the huge Organ Mountains. Unlike where I live in South Australia, the elevation is almost 4000 feet and the air is crisp and dry. The skies are huge and I often just sit outside and watch the clouds, they are so beautiful.This is the land of cowboy boots and hats, guns on hips, country music and green chili cheeseburgers. I didn’t get the camera out fast enough to capture a grey pickup truck with deer antlers on the roof as it drove past today. Its winter and the nights are freezing, literally, freezing, it was -2 when I arrived a day ago, …