If I Move This Could Die*

October 5, 2018

Some days we don’t meet our goals. It’s not that we don’t try. There just isn’t whatever it is that we needed to get there. In this case, energy. I used it all.

After leaving for work at 7:15 AM, going through a meeting, teaching about density, talking about scientists who are like YOU (not white men…please get beyond Bill Nye and Albert Einstein), trying to pick a book publisher with no think time (that part made no sense), driving to buy thread, and finally making it home at right around 7 PM…well, I honestly didn’t have the energy to quilt. I did grade though. Now I’m 2/3rds of the way through the tests. Whoopee. Yeah, I’m grading this weekend…why do you ask? I am never ever caught up. It’s like torture sometimes. I just want to be only like one assignment behind. Grade less, they say. My kids won’t work if they don’t see the grade. My principal wants to see the grade. My counselor and my APs want to see the grade. The grade is the grade.

Anyway. So I didn’t quilt, but I did buy the damn thread. I stared at the display, pointed at all the blues, trying to find the right one. I had the number, but no eyes to read the things down by my knees. I finally looked at the chart and counted the number of trays down and across until I found it. In the right weight. Plus some of the regular stuff for the bobbin.

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Dark blue is always good. I don’t usually use the brighter blue, but who knows…

Oh yeah, I forgot that I had to cook dinner and lunch for today, because I miscalculated my lunches this week. Silly. Tomorrow I have a potluck. I have to cook something for that too. I’m going for cookies.

While I was grading, Katie kept giving me side-eye. She wants to be on the couch. Plus the gray cat was sitting next to me, and that’s exciting too, if you’re Katie.

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I bought my annual SAQA donation quilt…this is Faith by Karol Kusmaul.

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I’m a fan of the blue nose and the hair. A nice addition to the collection…it will get hung this weekend. I collect people and faces when I can.

OK, so I pulled the quilt (not finished) off the machine to go buy binding after school today, because I don’t know if I’ll have time tomorrow and I want to make sure that I can finish quilting sometime in the next 36 hours or so, and then put the binding on it. And strangely, quilt stores are not open at all hours, so I have to do the shit during their work hours. Surely I can sit on the couch and bind shit next week. I also need to redo the drawing for the next quilt and then get it enlarged and continue it. That will probably be over the weekend too, if I can pull it off. Plus finish grading the tests and a few more assignments. It all needs to get done somehow.

Meanwhile, my government ignores issues with the current Supreme Court nominee. I wish things had changed since Clarence Thomas, but they haven’t. I love living in a country where they think a guy accused of sexual attacks, or more importantly, one with such an aggressive tone in his testimony, or one who outright lied during the questioning, where they think that’s a good choice for the top court in the land. Vote, people. Vote every damn time. Which reminds me, if you’re a quilter who wants to friend me on Facebook, I do scroll through your posts…if there’s 4 or 5 of them about how you think Ford is lying and Kavanaugh is amazing, I won’t accept the request. That seems like a duh moment. Like who the fuck is looking at my quilts and wanting to be my friend and still supports him? I don’t get it. Sigh.

Tonight I do not have to cook. I do not have to work for 14+ hours either (but I probably will).

*Franz Ferdinand, Take Me Out


I’m Not Crazy at PIQF

October 21, 2012

Last weekend, I boarded a plane Friday night with my flu virus and some cold meds and kleenex and sore-throat lozenges, and I made my way northward to Santa Clara, California, where the Pacific International Quilt Festival was taking place. I had never been to one of the Mancuso shows before, but knew it had a mix of art and traditional quilts, much like IQF, but with more emphasis on the traditional.

I went to see my curated exhibit I’m Not Crazy, which opened back in August, but only travels to California once in the year. I was looking forward to seeing the pieces in person, since pictures don’t do fiber art justice, most of the time.

My camera card ate my photos (it may spit them out again…it has done that before), so Tanya Brown was nice enough to take some for me the next day…Here are the three sections of drape that we had for this show.

The first section with what I call The Face Wall, staring out at those who walk by…

And its facing wall…

Below, Sylvia M. Weir’s Insane Asylum and Karen S. Musgrave’s Glimpses of the Dark Angel.

The coloring on each of these two pieces is beautiful in real life.

Below, Mary B. Pal’s Stogie, Lois A. Sprague’s Moody Blues, and Kathleen McCabe’s What Next?

I love the range of expressions in those three pieces.

Below, Carol Howard Donati’s In My Head and Cynthia St. Charles’ All Alone and Blue.

Both pieces have hints of traditional piecing and patterning, but the details of quilting and pattern move beyond the traditional.

Below, a general view of the second section…

And the other wall of that section…

Below, Gerrie Congdon’s Alternate Universe and Salli McQuaid’s Bipolar 1: Loco.

They echo the movement in each other. Salli is our catalog designer and we are very appreciative of all her hard work on the project.

Below, Susan Lenz’s Held Together by a Thread, Judith A. Roderick’s Red Ravens, and Harue Konishi’s SYO#42.

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Below, Nancy L. Bardach’s Running Through and Connie Rohman’s Woven (for Jack).

These two quilts seem to speak to each other. I hope we get a gallery exhibit for these at some point, so they can have more space around them, but they did play well together despite the limited space.

Below is one side of the third section…

And the other side…

Below, Jane B. BroaddusAnother Panic Attack and Lea McComas’ Recovery.

Both of these had lots of surface design and embellishment that worked well with their chosen images.

Below, Melinda Bula’s Good and Plenty and Karol Kusmaul’s Whee at the ALF.

This picture shows more of the texture that was visible on these two quilts than the pictures I had for their entries…so it was nice to see that in real life.

Below, Elizabeth Michellod-Dutheil’s Mal Etre and Judy Kirpich’s Circles No. 5.

The circles seem to lead the eye from the left piece to the right. It’s always interesting to see it hung in real life, instead of just laid out on paper. It was harder to visualize the works together in the space than I thought it would be…I would think it would be easier if I had them in the space and could choose the hanging order. That said, it is a beautiful show, thanks to all the hard work of the artists and Sue Reno’s decisions on which pieces to include. I’m looking forward to seeing the catalog, which is in process. I’ll announce its availability when I know it’s coming out. I appreciate SAQA for giving me the opportunity through the curator-in-training program to put this exhibit together; Kathleen McCabe, Martha Sielman, Eileen Doughty, Lisa Ellis, and Bill Reker for their help within SAQA with the process, the website, the shipping, and the entry program; Mary Claire Moyer and the Mancuso Brothers for helping SAQA and me, and giving us the exhibition space; and Sue Reno and the artists for working with me to create a great exhibit. The feedback we’ve gotten has been positive, which is a plus.

The show continues through May, following the Mancuso shows in Florida, Virginia, New Jersey, and Colorado, having opened in New Hampshire and already traveled to Pennsylvania and now California. Hopefully we can add some venues to the end of that, because I think the show deserves a gallery space somewhere.