Sometimes i take photos of various stages of making a project . This is probably due to my desire to see what i do from a distance and it helps when i am asked that most unanswerable question, the one most frequently asked of " how long did it take?" straight off i would have say
"i have no idea but i had a great time making this.". So if asked i might explain about the time before i begin , the lifetime of gathering information to get to the place this idea seed popped up, and wool gathering , and before i can get the concept what materials to gather to make this, the redo when it goes arye, and how it changes as i work through the project
and the problems i solve that i set in motion....
That might be too much info for folks. Thank you if you have read this far.
This week i am making some journal covers of paint, cloth and thread. And imagination!!
i start with a plain vanilla cotton fabric, in this case a heavy cotton, and some fabric paints diluted slightly screen printing ink in squeeze bottles, oh and paint brushes.
after cloth is dry it is time to layer up a bat sandwich and
after cloth is dry it is time to layer up a bat sandwich and
picking out threads i wish to use, takes a moment..
i call this free motion quilting pattern
"Pebbles in a stream, drifting"
after a song line in "And this is my beloved" from Kismet
.
after free motion quilting is done and if i used different colors,
i need to weave back the the tails of starts and stops, that is so much less fun than watching paint dry!
watching paint dry...........
inside of a journal, the lining
Wa La!...probably could have googled on
" How to make a journal cover to fit the composition book you just bought."
instead of reinventing the wheel.
So yes, stuff takes time, Art takes longer.
From glimmer of that idea seed to the time you can pick it up and turn it over in your hand,
I still think my best answer is
"It took all the time!"
I'll be in my colorful booth # 88 near info tent
at
at
The Haleiwa Arts Festival
July 13 and 14 10AM to 5PM both days!
Be well, Sonja