2012 & 2013
Last year we decided to forge on ahead with the
last 1/3 of our cosmetic renovations.
That meant lounge, dining & kitchen.
All that stuff is now strewn around the rest of the house which we swear
has given us a serious list towards the west.
Mr DIY is nearing the end of laying a brushbox floor and has offered to
do my garden shed with the left overs.
Too right!
The thing is of course, that the shed has to be
emptied out. I am now trying to move rather
too “many” boxes of fabric stash, habby, dyeing equipment, and silkscreen
frames into the house. Not to mention
the odd few sewing machines. Just where
does it all come from? The other
difficulty is trying to make it all look less than it really is…..as you
must! I keep pointing at the frames
saying, “They’ll be on the wall soon.”
As if!! The reality is however,
that it could be another month or more before I get to do some sewing. Sew, what to do?
My Garden Shed - more garden than shed in 2003 |
Garden & shed much improved but still not sewing, 2008 |
The answer I’ve decided, rests in the many old
reference materials that I’ve brought in from my garden shed. You know, the lot that you might need
someday… As a consequence, I’ve
revisited my blog terms of reference to include a couple of additional goals. It will continue to be a log of one quilter’s
progress that is, mine. However to add a
bit of depth, I plan to include:
Significant
influences – those ah-ha moments that set you off exploring down another
path. For some time I’ve read “The Books
that Changed Me” in the Sunday paper.
Interesting choices. What would I
choose in my list? Better yet, what were
the occasions that changed my quilting life?
A bit
of Art History. Groan. Well maybe not. I’ve kept years (and years) of notes thinking
they would come in handy and as we plan to do a bit of touring Europe, I can
reacquaint myself with what’s to see and do.
A sort of a Grand Tour inspired to some degree by the indefatigable
Sister Wendy and Kevin McCloud. Only
I’ll add my photos as I take them and use words from my notes. Don’t worry, they’re descriptive and fairly
simple. We weren't taught to think for
ourselves way back then. My teacher in
year 11 described herself (a lot) as “Rubenesque”. It’s the only thing I remember, except for
thinking that that wasn’t much to live up too.
(For those wondering where all this is
going, be assured that where possible some reference will be made to resources
used, including books – remember them?
Main texts used over 7 years of schooling/college were Gardener’s Art through the Ages 1964, Herbert
Read’s The Meaning of Art and Carl
Roebuck’s The World of Ancient Times 1966. College was slow death by a flood of
slides. A lot of the notes we were given
were roneod, a method of copying first introduced in 1906 and still being used
in the 70’s. Remember that smell of
metho in the classroom?)