While I painting some fabrics this weekend, I was thinking about what the creative process, my process, might look like from the outside, in slow motion. I say slow because I am slow. I say I make slow art because it goes that way, meandering like a cat unable to walk a straight line and I can't hurry creative process, that much I've learned. And I don't want to hurry the process. I so enjoy being in the "zone " I forget to eat occasionally and am often reminded by rumblings from my gut. I enjoy ALL the processes very much, the painting, some planning, cutting, sewing, adding, subtracting, quilting and on and on. so many choices to be made along the way and I can't make them far ahead but only until the choice just before has been put into action. then you can, of course have a change of heart if an idea sprouts up .
this poured out box of scraps of many colors await a new life
random joined pieces become strips or squares.
I add on till I get 4 1/2'' squares after trimmng.
like these cuties
then I cut 1 1/2" strips of my hand painted fabric and same size of a batik I like and sew them side by side and
sew a unit to all four sides of inner square.
suppose I could call this a log cabin crumb I guess.
I just call it fun as I don't like to over plan and once I get a rhythm,
I'm humming now.
I just call it fun as I don't like to over plan and once I get a rhythm,
I'm humming now.
Poof! another Saturday melts into a possible quilt top and scraps dwindle a little bit.
I have 16 blocks done so far and placed on the flannel covered stretcher bars.
I just might make more blocks.
(will post photo of quilted up quilt in later post)
(will post photo of quilted up quilt in later post)
or perhaps, I will take a nap.
Does your cat (or pup) assistant snore?
Noodles does!
Noodles does!