Name Game


What’s in a name? A friggin’ lotta work. That’s what! Several years ago I invested in a professional stand to hold my portfolio pieces at art shows. They want your name “prominently displayed” so every time, I experimented with attaching some kind of paper sign. They all tore off before the end of the show.


Well heck. I’m a fiber artist, right? I should make a permanent, tear free, name tag. Added bonus, that would be a clue to what the art is about, for those good enough to browse through the portfolio. I grabbed some strips and flip-sewed them onto batting, adding some quilting lines.


I loosely traced the printed letters onto freezer paper. 


I ironed the letters on fabric that was backed with fusible web. Yeah, I KNOW — spell my name right, for pity sakes!


Job done! I used black fabric and Velcro to make a tab that attaches around the gap where the handle is. How can such a small thing take so long? I didn’t even dither and obsess about it, but the afternoon was gone before I finished. Oh well, I won’t have to do it again. 


On to much more fun things! I am finishing up these ravens on cradled wood frames. They are to hang in the “Mini Room” along with the trillium pieces I’ve already done, at the Malvern Retreat House Art Show in February. 

2017


Hiking The Balds on the Appalachian Trail in Tennessee? No, actually this beautiful nature preserve is less than 10 miles from my house. I do have “Hike the Balds” on my short list for this year, tho. 


My friend Andra told me about Cheslan Nature Preserve. Sunny and 50 degreees on New Years Day called for a walk to start the year right. There were lots of folks out with the same idea. Those stacks of hay blocks were huge. 


There are numerous trails at Cheslan. Gary and I chose a loop that dipped down into the woods and winds along the west branch of the Brandywine River. 


Then back up the hill into the sun for sweeping views of the countryside in all directions.


Cheslan Preserve is one of the largest private nature preserves in southeastern Pennsylvania. How is it I didn’t know about this?  Starting a new year is contemplative. I used to make Resolutions, but year after year, they always seemed to be the same old things. It works better to think about what I would like to accomplish.  You know, concrete goals and all that. I do have a list of things but I also want to think about how I want to live. I want be adventurous, learn things, seek new areas and experiences, and explore-starting in my own back yard. 

Old Dog, New Trick


I can knit. I’m not an accomplished knitter but I enjoy easy projects. Some might think that socks are difficult but they’re really not. My friend Christine, a truly awesome knitter, pointed out that knitting socks requires two, ten minute periods of concentration. Once to turn the heel and again to shape the toe. The rest of the sock is pretty mindless. I can manage that! I made this pair of socks for my granddaughter, Avarie. 


Since she lives in Virginia and I didn’t know what size to make, I had her trace around her feet and send me the drawing.


Before I could finish the first sock, we paid them a visit and I was able to try it on her, in progress. She thought this was hysterical! 


I had a ton of yarn left and I can’t knit a second pair for her sister. Mackenzie requested pink and purple yarn, please. Of course we had to draw her feet, too. I was pretty bored after the second sock, anyway. I thought I’d make a hat for Avarie but the only ones I liked were crocheted. 


Have you seen these hats that are all the rage? They’re called Messy Bun Hats and they have a hole in the top so you can have your pony tail or bun stick out and look cute. I found this free pattern on Daisy Cottage Designs blog in a child’s size and it looked the easiest. 


I don’t know how to crochet past the slip stitch, but hey, how hard can it be? Notice the blog title isn’t “Old Dog LEARNS New Trick.” I am seriously stuck in the learning part. It took me hours of watching YouTube video to figure out how to crochet over the hair scrunchie. That I finely got it done might be mostly a fluke. Then, more hours on a refresher course on single and double crochet. I thought the hat was going swimmingly until I realized a had a whole vertical row of fairly sizable holes where the rows join in the seam. Rats. I don’t know what the pattern means by, “1 dc into the same stitch” which is supposed to eliminate holes. So I un-crocheted back to this point. 


Then I went to Starbucks for a Grande Latte. And the library. I’m going with the old dog, old fashioned way. I can’t listen to that YouTube women’s voice, One. More. Time. 

Merry Christmas


Those arched windows in the Longwood Gardens conservatory are a dead giveaway that this beautiful Christmas tree is not in my living room. 

Real red roses! I touched them and couldn’t believe there wasn’t a tiny vase of water keeping them alive. One of the Longwood volunteers explained the roses were treated with a glycerine preservative. They were so beautiful in the dark green trees with the white branches. 

I loved these branch and ice-cycle chandeliers.

It was so fun to “hike” around Longwood Gardens with my friend Laura. Usually we’re on the Appalachian Trail together. 

I haven’t had a minute to blog in the past few weeks. Quilt Bee was at my house so I got out my Christmas dishes. Our Christmas lunch was at Peggy’s and her creative holiday decorating makes mine look like chump change! We did something different this year.  We bought a new cookbook, cooked an appetizer, desert or drink from the book to enjoy at the lunch. The cookbook was wrapped and a terrific steal and be-stolen-from, round of gift exchange ensued! It was fun and I ended up with Ina Garten’s new book, Cooking for Jeffrey. Yippee! I love the Barefoot Contessa. 


Gary and I traveled to West Virginia University to see our son, Tanner, receive his Masters in Business Administration Degree. Avarie and Mackenzie pinned the Alumni Pin on their Dad– and kinda stole the show!

 

We went to People’s Light and Theater Company to see On the Road with John Denver. That was fun! We’ve had lots of company and Gary and I have collaborated in the kitchen, cooking and eating dinners with friends. 


For the past few years, our Christmas has been spent in Hilton Head, South Carolina. We are at home this year and it has been really nice. I even decorated the house a bit and got out my little Santa collection. I have been crazy busy longarm quilting for customers and for Christmas presents. I’m now enjoying reading and knitting by a warm fire in the fireplace with a glass of wine. I wish everyone a relaxing and joy filled season. Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, have a wonderful holiday!

Making Ravens

I am so honored to have my quilt North Rim Ravens shown in the Grand Muse Exhibit at the Museum of Northern Arizona. I miss those ravens! I’ve been thinking about making some small raven wall hangings for the “Mini Art” room at the Malvern Retreat House Art Show. I made trillium mini’s and mounted them on cradled wood frames and that worked well. 


It would be nice to have a regular quilt in the show also, so I decided to reprise the original while I wait for Cheap Joe’s Art Supply to send me the frames. I have constructed the background by piecing together the sections and pre quilted so I can just fuse the ravens on top. It’s much easier than trying to quilt around the three birds by twisting and turning the whole quilt sandwich under the needle of my domestic sewing machine. Why not just use my longarm? This quilt is too small and I like the way the very straight quilt lines look. 


I never make an exact copy-that would be too boring. So this raven pushed his way into the conversation.


I need to flip my pattern over to have him looking in the right direction. Using a sharpie marker, I traced the lines and now I have two ravens- right and left facing. 


The dark black marker line is easy to see through to trace the bird parts onto freezer paper. I draw a dotted line to remind me to extend a bit of fabric for an underneath piece.


I usually fuse my fabric to Wonder Under fusible web first. But I was in crazy maker mode so I just smashed the bits of fabric with the freezer paper pieces ironed on, close together, on top of the Wonder Under. I placed the whole thing upside down on a teflon sheet and adhered the fusible web. I know… there are easier ways to do this but I did say, Crazy Maker Mode took over!  No time for technique refinements.


All my fabric looks like this. Why is the perfect bit with just the right coloration in the center of the piece?


Yea! Finely the best part, watching the raven come together as the pieces fit into the puzzle. I have slipped my paper drawing under my teflon sheet and I am just touching the tip of my iron down to hold down the fabric lightly, while I decide if the piece looks right. 


When I’m satisfied, I give the whole bird a good press with the iron so I can peel him off as a unit. 


I can fuse a chunk of fabric to the top and bottom outline of the bird and then trim it. I really like the way the light and dark blue focuses the ravens. I made a mistake the first time and I didn’t have enough contrast, bird on background. Noooo! I have trouble with lack of contrast frequently. As a solution, I added the blue “highlights” and I really liked the effect. 


So all three ravens have taken their places and are ready for their “bling.” I’m going to quilt them with all my sparkly , glittery threads. Because everyone knows, ravens love shiny things. 

Catching Up


Look at that beautiful blue sky and smooth Appalachian Trail ahead. Gary and I had an overnight stop in Shenandoah National Park in route to Daleville, Virginia.


Unfortunately the blue sky didn’t last and the rocks appeared. 


I don’t care! It’s glorious to be out hiking and pre-burning calories before Thanksgiving.


Now if this was Maine or New Hampshire, the trail would make me clamber over the tops of those dad-blame rocks. I love Virginia! Here I stroll around the level backside, no clambering needed. Which is a good thing because it started sleeting up a storm. That’s mountains for ya.


The parking area is way down below, where I started. On the way up, I peeled off three layers and seriously regretted the fleece pants decision. Back on with the warm clothes and considered pulling the hat and gloves out of the backpack. 


What?! Shouldn’t all the bears be asleep now?


To heck with pre-calorie burning. I earned this desert. It would just be wrong to pass up Skyland Restaurant’s famous blackberry cobbler. I did share with Gary. 


Thanksgiving morning, driving along the Blue Ridge Parkway, I had time for a short hike. 


It was nice to think about the families and friends down in the valley, preparing turkey or whatever they consider a feast, coming together to share a meal and celebrate gratitude. I had a wonderful holiday, enjoyed cooking with my husband and son and playing with grand kids. That’s what it’s all about. 

Grand Muse


If you happen to be in Flagstaff, Arizona, now until February 20, drop into the Museum of Northern Arizona and see the Grand Muse exhibit of art inspired by the Grand Canyon. The exhibit includes works by nineteenth through twenty-first century artists depicting Grand Canyon, including works by former artists-in-residence at the Canyon. That would be me!


On display are historical works from the museum collection such as Grand Canyon by Gunnar Widforss. 


And works by well-known contemporary Grand Canyon artists such as Serena Suplee.


Alan Peterson, curator for the exhibit, was kind enough to send me the catalog images because I wasn’t able to attend the opening reception. There are photographs, paintings in oil and watercolor and 3 D works, but my quilt is the only fiber art. 


It sounds cliche, but my experience as an Artist-in-Residence at the North Rim of the Grand Canyon was truly an adventure of a lifetime. This is one of my favorite photos from my time at the canyon. Gary and I would walk just a few steps from our little cabin and enjoy our morning coffees. The view was unbeatable. 


This is the statement that accompanies my quilt, North Rim Ravens.  

I was honored to be an Artist-in-Residence at the North Rim Grand Canyon. The opportunity allowed me to experience a unique, natural environment, completely different from anywhere I have ever been. The land and sky, colors and textures, so opposite from green and verdant Pennsylvania inspired creativity. I hiked many trails, including crossing the canyon, North to South Rim, immersing myself in the landscape. I spent a night under a full moon, and felt the spirit of the canyon, listening to raven’s calls. My work has been enhanced in subtle layers, with ravens often reappearing in imagery, reminding me of the incredible adventure. 

It is wonderful and humbling to have my work included in a fine art museum exhibit. I hope viewers enjoy my quilt. 

Last Days

It’s all hands on deck at Longwood Gardens, preparing for the Christmas display, starting on Thanksgiving Day. Here in Chester County, we are enjoying temperatures in the 60’s for the next three days. 


I’m really not ready for this long and beautiful Fall to end. Will this be the last time we have a 60 degree day before Spring? It is definitely last days for the Chrysanthemums in the conservatory. 


This purple swath of mums is my favorite.


If you’re a yellow fan, there are lots of different varieties and configurations of flowers.


Small dome shapes. 


Really huge dome shapes with more than 1400 flowers blooming on a single plant. Whaaat! It took the experts at Longwood 17 months to train this plant from a single stem cutting.


Trust Longwood to show us exactly how it’s done. I guess this should be called Half Dome. 


I really am enjoying the gorgeous weather. Including sitting on my deck reading this book. It gripped me from the first sentence and I practically read it cover to cover in one sitting. If you like a fast paced mystery with twists and turns and lots of suspense– and don’t have any pressing engagements planned– and can put sewing projects on hold– and have someone deliver lunch and dinner– give “I Let You Go” a read!

Fly Eagles, Fly!


Not the NFL species…bald eagles…the birds of prey and national emblem of the United States since 1782. 


Saturday was a gorgeous day to pack a picnic lunch and check out the eagles that hang out below the Conowingo dam on the Susquehanna River. When the days get cooler and shorter, the eagle population begins to rapidly grow and you can frequently see up to 100 eagles in a day. 


There are lots of people with really big camera lenses and spotting scopes, enjoying the birds and also vying for that big money shot in the Wildlife Photo Contest.


My little iPhone camera couldn’t compete and I quickly gave up trying to get a photo. I just enjoyed watching the eagles overhead, twisting and tumbling in flight, swooping down to grab a fish from the river and then landing in the tree branches.


There were lots of booths and presentations on animal behavior and conservation.


You could have your photo taken with this amazing great horned owl. He was huge! As big as a two year old child and so very beautiful.  


We took a walk along the Susquehanna River and were suddenly surprised to have a large fish drop from the sky right into the path in front of us! An eagle had dropped his dinner! The fish was still alive and a fellow walker threw it back into the water. This displeased the eagle emmensly and he let us know about it from a perch in a tree, cussing us all out in eagle-speak. How amazing! Not so long ago, bald eagles were endangered. Watching these magestic birds and learning about them has been wonderful. They usually stick around until some time in January, feeding on fish below the dam, getting ready for further migration south. I might have to come back soon. 

Veteran’s Day


It’s been a busy week. I sewed this top together at the Beach Retreat weekend and hoped that I could get it quilted in time to bring it to the Calico Cutters Guild meeting on Wednesday. When I pulled it out of the bag, I decided an outside border of the lighter blue and white corner stones was needed. I just barely managed with enough fabric. Now to quilt it and add a red binding.  


The flag block was super easy and sewed together quickly. I saw the quilt on Pinterest and just made up the measurements myself, a little too large, maybe, finishing 9 by 11 inches. The completed quilt will be donated to Quilts of Valor. It seems appropriate to load this quilt on my frame today. I will be thinking about veterans and military members and thanking them for their service and sacrifices for our country. 

Laundry and Groceries

Finished! The first new sample quilt for my Pieced Quilting in Layers class.

I planned to show some great photos from this past weekend Beach Sewing Retreat but I can’t. I didn’t take any pictures because I was having way too much fun sewing, eating, drinking wine and enjoying my friends. I managed to complete 3 quilt tops, previously started, and almost got a bag done. Before I get going with quilting the tops, I need to do laundry and go to the grocery store. Sigh. Back to the real world.

Behind the Sewing Machine

I’ve been reading an interesting book, recommended by my friend, Emily. She recently saw the exhibit, Behind the Easel, The Unique Voices of 20 Contemporary Representational Painters, at the Somerville Manning Gallery in Greenville, Delaware. The author, included in the exhibition, is Robert Jackson, a local, Kennet Square artist who actually lives a few miles from my house. Jackson asked 20 artists the same 10 questions. More so than the accompanying art, I am finding the answers to the questions fascinating.  

I am most pondering, “What is your process for coming up with new painting ideas?”

 I realize I have a defined process for new quilts. The idea is a complete image in my head and I know exactly what fabrics, colors, pattern, composition–a full view of everything I need. And I always think, well this is going to be pretty straightforward.  Yea! all I have to do is get sewing. And I start to pull out the fabric and put it up on the design wall and a crazy tornado blows my vision into a storm of indecisive possibilities. 

For this little class sample quilt, I invisioned super easy, small chunks of emerald-y colored fabrics, wonky sewed to block corners. I should have known better. I got four pieces of fabrics up and thought, what if…


What if the corners weren’t all “chunks” and some were more pointy?

Or…what if they weren’t wonky at all and as long as the blocks instead of chunks?


What if they were both pointy and chunky? Of course, now I don’t like anything and I’m asking myself, What Was I Thinking?


I am caught in the tornado vortex and I start trying all kinds of stuff. I even added black center squares to this design but it was too awful to photograph. Time for a cup of coffee and anything chocolate I can get my hands on. 


The top part has to go. I’m completely over wonky and chunky and pointy. It sure would be a lot easier for students if the corners were a consistent size. Wonky is hard! A simple snow ball block technique would be fast. The colors– I really want to add some hot pink, almost never in my palette.

So much for the vision, complete in my head. This “defined process” of mine is more complicated than I think.

Rainy Day

Yesterday it rained all day. I’m not a fan of rain. I’ve spent too much time outdoors in cold drizzly rain, pounding down soaking rain, warm sweaty rain. It’s just all too wet for me. If I’m indoors, it’s dark and gloomy and I feel claustrophobic. What gets me out of this funk is permission to sew all day! I decided to take the first top from the “to be quilted” stack and put it on my longarm frame and get the job done.

 I’m sure not feelin’ this drab top. 


I’d much rather play with some bright colors and my new fabric from the “Thicket” line by Gingiber. I need to make a new sample for my Pieced Quilting In Layers class and this Moda fabric is just the ticket. (sorry…I couldn’t resist)


I was thinking about a checkerboard using the black and white. The little class sample quilts only have 25 blocks. Maybe too busy?


I think I like the mostly white fabrics by themselves better.


The prints in the Thicket line are white, whites. I have some cream whites and gray whites to mix in so it doesn’t look so “just one fabric line” matchy.


The threads are really going to pop on the quilted blocks. This is going to be fun to sew on a rainy day. 


I also made white bean and kale soup and baked bread. The house was filled with delicious, warm aroma. If you think the bread tasted crazy, insane, wicked good– you would be exactly right.


I got this book from the library and made the basic recipe. All you do is mix up the flour, water, yeast and salt. Put the whole glob in the fridge overnight– or a few weeks–whatever. When you want bread, preheat the oven, grab up a ball of dough, bake.  What? No kneading? Proofing? Raising? Punching down? Whole lotta work and fallderall? 

I know! I didn’t believe it either. I might have to buy the book, but that would be dangerous. Gary has unlimited capacity for fresh baked bread, hot from the oven. Yeah, me too. Maybe I could only bake bread on rainy days. Sew all day and bake bread, this could be an attitude change. I’m checking the forecast. 

Halloween Bee

It’s so much fun to go to Andra’s house for Quilt Bee around Halloween. She has an impressive collection of Scary Holiday quilts. Not to mention all the decorations that accompany them. 


I love that raven Nevermore plate. 


We all admired the display and enjoyed remembering road trips to antique and curio shops and craft sales.


I spotted this quilt I longarmed for Andra, used as a table topper. 


We helped Andra decide on borders for her newest quilt. Um, none of the above, but not to worry, she has an awesome stash of Halloween fabric to choose from.


There was great Show and Tell. Joan finished “Gordy” and even dressed up to celebrate. 


Susie had a cute baby quilt top. Hey, we forgot to place our bets in the new baby pool! Who thinks Susie’s daughter will deliver Baby Beau on Halloween? We just hope he decides to come soon so Susie can attend our retreat. Let’s get shakin’ Beau!


I am just gaga in love with Karen’s art. The photo doesn’t show how beautifully the silk squares and appliqué shimmer. I’m feeling inspired to work on some Quilting in Layers, myself, today. 


Especially after completing my own Halloween table runner. If I put this on my counter, with a few ceramic pumpkins, Gary will be expecting little trick-or-treat candy bars. It’s way too early for that.  We would devour them long before the kids ring the door bell. It’s not too soon for candy corn, tho–just to get in the spirit. 

Biking Serendipity 

Here in Southeastern Pennsylvania it’s July in October. Record breaking hot and muggy days. Pretty nice weather for biking, tho. 

My friend Ginger told me about the Pomeroy bike trail near Newark, Delaware. I hiked some trails in White Clay Creek Preserve when my son Tyler was a student at University of Delaware, but I didn’t know there was a Rail Trail.


It’s just beautiful. Parts of the Trail are along the banks of the creek. 


Not all the Trail is cinder ballast, there are a few rough areas but nothing our hybrid bikes couldnt handle. I loved this flat meadow. 

Driving to White Clay Creek, I texted Ginger to ask where to park at the trailhead. We hadn’t planned to meet up, but she and her husband, Dave, were biking! Trail serendipity!


Gary had a big smile because, not only was there a beer at Klondike Kate’s waiting for him, but a nice lunch with friends.


If we hadn’t met Ginger and Dave, we could have had lunch at this great Farmers Market. (Gary did point out–no beer.) I wanted a big basket on my bike to carry some vegetables and breads and cupcakes and salsa and cheeses, pumpkins and mums…I love Farmers Markets.


I can’t figure out why the ride back is always faster than the ride out. Maybe I was just mellow after a rest and lunch and conversation. And a few sips of cold beer.


Thanks Ginger! Great introduction to the Pomeroy Rail Trail and riding with you and Dave was icing on the cake. Quilting friends that like to ride bikes. That’s pretty special.