May 19, 2019
Most of you who know me, know I learned to quilt the basics around 2000.
The remoteness and isolation of living near Lassen National Park was the perfect setting to learn the basics from a group of women. I will forever be indebted to.
Although, my passion had been instilled in me from Mi Abuelito, Higinio as a child, as I watched him make his famous colchas.
Once I learned the basics, and had made many log cabin, Dresden plate patterns, countless table runners, baby quilts and learned free motion quilting. I broke away since I wanted to color outside of the lines.
That’s when I started what I called “fabric art,” since I didn’t know what else to call it;
mainly hand stitching random swatches of fabric. Without giving much thought to matching fabric colors or shapes. It’s a meditative and freeing process.
I especially enjoy weaving strips of fabric
and hand stitching together to add to other pieces.
Now, I learn many many women enjoy this process called “Stitch Meditations.”
In the past if I made a mistake I would get frustrated and stop.
I would also compare myself to others art and
think mine is not as good as so and sos. And give up.
Now, when I encounter a mistake or fine myself comparing I do not pull out mistakes. I merely continue. I do not view it as a mistake, but as a new possibility.
I embrace my mistakes and limitations. Besides this is a “collage” to please me, not anyone else.
I incorporate the concept of Wabi-Sabi, the Japanese term of beauty in imperfection.
I usually start off with a vision, but I like the vision to allow me to play without a plan or direction, I allow it to take a life if it’s own. I allow it to speak to me.
Picture # 3 is not mine, but one of my next inspirations.
Thank you, Father
Abrazos y Besos
