Showing posts with label quilts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quilts. Show all posts

Feb 15, 2018

Women of Color Quilter's Network

Written last night:

Dear Friends,
I’m falling in love -- with my neighborhood. It's deep -- lots to explore. One is the nearby California Museum; a quilt exhibit drew me there today — And Still We Rise, by artists in the Women of Color Quilter’s Network. It’s been on the road, and Sacramento is the last stop. Each piece told a part of the story of African Americans in the U.S., from slave ships to President Obama. Nothing is purely decorative — they all tell history. It was overwhelming.

Love,
k
United
Sharon Kerry-Harlan
59.5 “ x 63”
discharge dye, machine quilting


Paul Robeson as Othello on Broadway
Glenda Richardson
51” x 50.5"


Above and detail, below
We Are All Warmed by the Same Sun
Helen Murrell
53.5” x 54"
hand embroidery and machine quilting
(my favorite!)





Nov 20, 2017

River City Quilt Show

Dear Friends,
Yesterday I slipped into the River City Quilt Show an hour before it closed. Just made it! They didn't even charge me the $10 entry, and I got to see what the Sacramento quilt guild is up to. I'm sorry I don't have credits for that cityscape in the middle.
Love,
k
Strut Your Stuff
Phyllis L. McCalla
embroidery, beading
28" x 28"
(detail below)



Improvisational quilt with hand-dyed fabric
29" x 31"
Jan Soules



Backstage
Denise Schmidt





Mar 4, 2017

Inspired all day long

Written last night:

Dear Friends,

I just looked around the edge of the dresser and see that Zing has taken a new home in the far corner of the closet. Yay! When I recently (finally!) cleared the closet floor he nosed around in there whenever I opened the door. Since then I have been tempting him to stay, with soft towels and treats, but it’s been slow. It seems the ideal cozy spot that dogs are supposed to crave — a roof, walls, protection and freedom too. I hope that eventually it will be his quiet retreat when I leave him alone. For now he still stands sentinel at the front door.

This evening I had dinner with two couples from the building. The hosts live on the top floor with a lovely view. One woman provided lots of little ducks, which her brother had shot somewhere near here. The other couple cooked the duck and added fixings. I made dessert — another round of chocolate pots de creme. Talk was about food (Sacramento’s obsession) and then eventually about politics of our building. One of the men is on the HOA. Clark would have loved being with us. Actually, he may have set it up, just to see how I would fare.

This morning Judy and I went to hear Judy Coates Perez 
talk about her creative process. She's a vibrant quilt artist who lives in Sacramento. We had an inspiring time, and then went to lunch to talk about it -- even more inspiring!

And ... after looking into the options for postponing jury duty, I faced the fact that jury duty is ALWAYS an inconvenience, so I might as well do it now. I want to be an active citizen. Besides, since I can walk to the courthouse I won’t even have to find a parking space. But I need one for Zing.

Happy weekend!

Love,
k


Judy Coates Perez before her lecture
She paints her quilts, often with ink
 

Partial views of two more quilts
by Judy Coates Perez








Nov 20, 2016

I lost the plug and found my people

Written last night:

I’m sitting in my kitchen … it’s big enough for an easy chair — the green one from a corner of our old dining room. I think this is my favorite spot. This chair used to be Zing's favorite; now it’s mine. He has has claimed a corner of the couch.  

Today was supposed to be so simple: Zing went to the gym, I to the farmers market. Then I set up the sewing machine to hem the drapes. (You do know I am resisting this chore, don’t you?) I had everything ready and then discovered I don’t have the plug! Somewhere between Tallahassee and here I lost the plug for the sewing machine!  First I panicked and then I Googled. Found out Bernina machines are 15 minutes (or less) away. I called. They had the connection I need. Zing and I drove over, and I was amazed to find a giant fabric, thread, and sewing machine store very close to me. I’m afraid that I reacted with awe when I stepped over the threshold, kind of like I would react at the Vatican or the Pyramids. “Wow!  Sacred space!!”  The Bernina staff lit incense on me and gave me the plug and sent me away with a blessing. I’m glad I lost the plug, because in the process I found my people.

Then Zing and I went for a walk in the rain and passed a sad monument. Only a block away from where we live is the Japanese-American Civil Liberties Monument, an unassuming building that we'd passed many times. It's next door to a barber shop and surrounded by apartment buildings. Today I took the time to read the signs out front, commemorating the forced internment of Japanese Americans in WWII. It’s a memorial to the whisking away of Japanese Americans, who were feared in WWII. There’s a display on the street that describes in simple terms their great loss, and also their amazement that they were treated this way. The horror echoes today. 






Above and below, parts of the signs near the sidewalk
in front of the Japanese-American Civil Liberties Monument



Nov 14, 2014

Bicycles at the beach


Together
29" x 24"
I love a photo Gretchen sent me of 2 bicycles parked at Morgan House in Dublin, Ohio. The lines were complex and the bikes seemed almost human. It inspired these bikes at the beach. Here's my progress.

Drawing
Gretchen's bikes
my beach
Figuring out the background
Love the lace-- but not here
The fence and sand are monochrome, but not really
Black tires stood out, added action
Eventually I exchanged the black tires for slightly more subdued fabric



Aug 1, 2014

More Meow



Meow
11" x 14" mounted
I know you've seen this before, but I wanted to show you Meow at her best. I painted and stamped an 11" x 14" gallery-wrapped canvas in colors and shine that I think the kitty adores. I sewed the little quilt to thick strips of felt, and glued the felt to the canvas. That way the quilt itself can be removed easily, should anyone want to do that. I'll show you pictures of that process soon, because it's so obvious, yet I never thought of it. At that time I'll give credit to the person who gave me the idea. Because now I forget. (It's been a long day -- our air conditioner has been broken for three days, and we said it was fine but it wasn't really. The wonderful man with the coolant just left, so now the world is fine again.)

And below is the back -- rather messy but a triumph for me. You would not believe how much practice it takes to drill those hooks. With hanging wire attached and the sharp ends wrapped in masking tape, I think I've finally found a good way to make little works shine.

If you like my Meow, you can bid on her in the Quilters Unlimited silent auction at the Museum quilt show early this fall.





Jul 22, 2014

Meow

Meow
9 1/2" x 7"


Patrice told me I could learn to draw and this is how it turned out.

Jun 12, 2014

A month of tiny projects

Vacation cottage

It's been a few years since I made this little quilt of our cottage at Jensen's in Captiva, FL. The piece was part of a month-long project I'd forgotten about. But this morning, as I was searching my files for an old poem, I stumbled on a how-to piece I'd saved. I liked what it said. Then it dawned on me that of course I liked it -- I wrote it! It's about my month of tiny projects. Finding it has inspired me to do the same thing this summer.  Here it is:

I was drowning in a sea of ideas, techniques and materials to explore.  Then I tried a month of tiny projects. At the beginning I was a wanderer; at the end, people were calling me an artist. Working hard every day for a month without thinking too much about perfection gave me speed, discipline, and freedom to integrate my creative self. If you too feel fractured, try this.

It began one morning as I looked out my studio window while it was still dark. The full moon floating behind the pecan tree was so beautiful that I gasped. Right then I decided to make art every day for a month, starting with the pecan tree and moon.

Pecan tree and moon


Here’s the process:
Pick a schedule. Mine was a piece a day, but it could be weekly or even monthly.
Pick a theme. Mine was gratitude. I expected something amazing every day for my subject. Other themes might be: a dream a day, or a world event, or a visit to a new neighborhood or fresh piece of your city. Alternatively, you could be inspired by the same place (or person) over and over, noting subtle daily changes. Or make art based on the day’s recipe, or prayer, or confusion, or memory, or your first thought of the day. I want to make art about my evolving definition of God. Choose anything you want to explore. Don’t worry too much at this point.
Limit your size and/or materials. I decided to make 6 ½-inch squares that would be quilted – three layers that would have a muslin base and batting, with the top varied. For many I used the sewing machine. You could just as easily make a larger piece each day – say, every day’s work would involve some material you found in nature, like a branch or feather; or it could be based on a daily foot-square rubbing of some part of your neighborhood’s surface.
List techniques you want to explore. I was forever jamming the printer when I tried to copy a photograph onto fabric, so I wanted to master that machine! I also wanted to try out different ways of writing on fabric, and to work in three dimensions, and to alter fabric with stamps and markers and paint, and to make new surfaces from old materials, making faces, and to freely collage with fabric. And practice free-motion quilting.  You could explore color all month, or line, or another element.
List your inspiration. My inspiration was the poet A.R. Ammons, who said,

"Anything looked at closely becomes wonderful."

List references as you find them. I bookmarked web sites and put pertinent books and magazines in a special spot on the shelf. I saved only the most helpful web sites. As I learned to print on fabric, I explored many, but one was most helpful.
Be easy. I let a few days go blank. I needed some space to write about the pieces and write a poem. But I didn’t stop, not even while we took a week’s vacation at the beach. I packed small pieces of fabric and a tiny sewing kit that included glue, scissors, and muslin squares. Every day I worked on a picnic table outside our cottage.
Pretend you are not in charge. Let the day tell you what your subject is. The day we drove to Captiva Island had plenty of inspiration: the long trip, meeting old friends, and seeing the lovely Gulf of Mexico. But at 10 p.m., as a group of us were finishing a late dinner at a restaurant, we were shocked by a frightening flash, and then the island went dark. Naturally, this blackout was my subject, trumping all the other highlights of the day.
After it’s all finished, look for trends. What are your colors, lines, subjects? Much to my surprise, I didn’t use yellow! I seem to love layers and texture. I write messy. I want to explore printing. 
I want to do this again.

May 26, 2014

Bridge: Arc in Air

Bridge
20 1/4" x 16 1/2"

This is Bridge, my piece in the Florida in Fabric II exhibit at the Ruth Funk Center for Textile Arts in Melbourne. If you get to Melbourne you can see it through August 23. It won a Director's Choice mention.

I love to run across bridges, and in this piece I'm trying -- through flying words, shiny fish, and translucent color -- to convey what it feels like to be in the middle of a bridge on a gorgeous day. The arc reminds me of the William Powell Bridge in Miami, and the words are the first stanza of a poem I wrote about the marvelous people I have encountered on that bridge over the years -- including a one-legged woman who ran across on crutches, a man who always ran backward, and the faithful who on some Sundays were baptized in the shallow water on the far side.

 I sewed the introductory first stanza using free-motion stitches:

Arc in air
blue air
blue air shining
shining like bait fish
fish in a silver net
caught in the sky

Apr 14, 2014

When it's in a frame it's art ... Do you agree?





The people at Sacred Threads led me to this video hinting at the healing power of quilts. I love the beautiful art, yes, but ... OK, I am warped ... what really catches my eye is the way they are displayed. In frames. And I've got to watch it again, but I think I saw a glint: they're glassed in!

I love the tactile quality of quilts. I think it is part of their power. You do not se El Anatsui's massive textural pieces under glass, and quilts shouldn't be trapped by glass either.

I like to consider ways to display quilts. I suppose it's a phase and will pass; I will settle on one or two ideal for me. Frames are great. It's the glass I hate.


Mar 23, 2014

Flower art

Stephanie's Flowers
49" x 49"


Stephanie showed me art she likes; a collaboration in the spirit of designer Diane von Furstenburg and artist Andy Warhol. Spontaneously -- which means I wasn't really thinking -- I said, "I think I could make that into a quilt for you."  She wanted a lap quilt more than wall art. It took about 40 hours, including planning time. OK, OK, I'm slow -- but I do love the piece, and it was fun checking with Stephanie as I went along, to see what colors she preferred, and to get her general approval. I'm not sure what Warhol would say, though.
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Feb 13, 2014

Collage = Quilt = Collage

A quilter will naturally like collage. Right? Both create a whole from disparate bits. The more I learn, the more I love collage. Everything is fair game: video, audio, dance, painting, and my favorite -- ephemera -- the stuff you pick up on the street. The mix can be jarring and/or a fresh thrill.

In a recent New York Times style section I discovered an ad for Boss by fashion photographer duo Inez van Lamsweerde and Vinoodh Matadin. Their soft-sharp, streetwise style inspires me. OK, so it's commercial. But I love it.

The images could be stilled-down into quilts, too.











Dec 21, 2013

To bind, to face, perchance to Zigzag



How to finish this?

Once, at a craft fair in Asheville, NC, I visited a booth with vibrant abstract quilts. They were framed and under glass -- negating the sensual "touch me" quality I love about fiber art. "Why do you DO this to your gorgeous work?" I asked the artist. "I'd never sell them if they weren't framed," she told me. "That convinces people they are art."

I don't want to put my fiber art under glass, but I do want it to appear professional -- or, better -- beautiful. There are many ways to do this, and I'm looking for finishing techniques that work for me. As I develop my personal style, it becomes easier.

For now, I'll be finishing my art quilts like this:
1 with zigzag or straight stitch
2. mounted on a simple base quilt after edge-stitching
3. faced
4. unobtrusive binding

Here is a how-to using fused fabric binding from Cynthia St. Charles' blog, "Living and Dyeing Under the Big Sky." I like how she prints the binding to extend the quilt print. That way the binding doesn't stand out.

Laura Wasilowski has a slightly different method for fused binding.






Dec 10, 2013

Fabric collage/ paper collage

I am loving collage, and I want to see how the paper techniques stretch to fabric. Here are the first steps of two separate collages -- a paper and paint piece with a Christmas theme, and a work that is mostly fabric continuing my interest in salt water.

Base
I have a base and cotton fabrics to cover it with.


Here are swaths of fabric, instead of paint. 

Words
For the paper collage I used black ink and a calligraphy pen. I wrote random Christmas words, including Peace, Cheer, Holiday...

For the fabric collage I wrote with black thread.  I've written the first stanza of a poem about the Rickenbacker Causeway Bridge. It begins, "Arc in air…"


Below, I've masked some of the paper in preparation for painting. In the next post I'll show the final, fun steps of the pair.






Nov 20, 2013

Missing salt water

I miss the ocean, so I made boats. 

Sail
21 12" x 21 1/2"
lace, organza, cotton, paper, paint

Kayak,
14 3/4" x 20 3/4"
lace, organza, cotton, paper, paint
Kayak detail

Sailboat detail

Oct 19, 2013

Deep lessons in digital photography

Sunshine Alterations
 in our neighborhood
taken for digital photography class

I took Charles Badland's digital photography class at LeMoyne Gallery so I can photograph my art and enter shows. I learned a few more basic lessons as well:

  • A good camera takes better pictures.
  • Take my camera everywhere.
  • Take extra batteries too.
  • Read the manual.
  • Take lots of photos.
  • All those aperture and speed options make sense if I spend time using them.
  • Photos make me see. 

I still need practice photographing my art. Here are two sites that will help:
Shoot that quilt
Artcall for entries. Tells how to resize photos using Photoshop and has basic photo guidelines from Maria Elkins

I want to help Mary, who makes window treatments. Her photos tend to emphasize the bright window more than the lovely drapes. When I see her we'll explore:

HDR
High Dynamic Range -- a setting that takes three photos of the same subject, then combines the results into a single photo with the best light balance. Badland said he thinks the newest iPhones have this option.




Sep 9, 2013

Many magnificent molas




Thursday I visited a friend from Panama. She invited me to her apartment, which turns out to be a small museum of Central American and Mexican folk art. 

The visit ended with her giving me who knows how many Kuna (She says it's properly K.) molas circa 1950s to sell to my friends for token $10 ea. She bought the collection years ago from a friend of her mother, and when she found there are people who love needlework in town she decided it's time to divest herself of them (the molas). She wants to pass them on to people who will love them. They are amazingly detailed and gorgeous.




Aug 8, 2013

Road to Florida: Deep Peace

Deep Peace
28" x 28"
cotton, silk, tulle, paint, machine applique and machine quilting

Road to ___ (fill in the name of a state here.) is a title for some classic quilt blocks. They say that quilters designed them along the way to a new home -- mostly going West in a covered wagon (like Road to Kansas). But this year Quilters Unlimited has challenged members to come up with a Road to Florida 12" x 12" quilt block. This is my entry. I knew no design of mine could convey the complexity that many experienced and are still experiencing as they make their way to a new home in Florida. This is my attempt to celebrate the peaceful beauty people seek in Florida. It's inspired by a Gaelic blessing:
Deep peace of the running wave to you.
Deep peace of the flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the shining sun to you.
Deep peace of the infinite peace to you.

Jun 13, 2013

Talking Hope


Hope
36" x 36" 

"HI. This is Kathleen Turner, in Tallahassee, Florida. I’d like to tell you about this quilt Hope."

That's how I began an audio intro to my piece in the Sacred Threads exhibit, in Virginia near Washington, D.C. in July. Visitors will be able to dial a number on their cell phones and hear me talk. I think there's a separate number for each piece. 

I'm one of those people who wander through museums wearing a headset so I can hear the tour. But this is more intimate. I encountered it a couple of months ago at the Mark Rothko exhibit at the Columbus Museum of Art in Ohio. Several pieces had a phone number, and when I called I heard Rothko's son tell me about the art in front of me. 

Sacred Threads people asked us to talk about symbolism and what the piece says about our lives. Here's the rest of what I said:

In my studio I keep an orchid nearby as I work on my art. Orchids inspire me to make beautiful things. In the room there are two tables. One is for paint and other messy processes, and the second is for sewing. The orchid sits on my painting table.

This quilt Hope started with an orchid blossom that fell onto the table. I didn’t want to throw it away, so I pinned it to my bulletin board. At first it was pink and lovely. After a while the blossom shriveled and turned brown. For some reason, I still thought it was beautiful. After several months, I made a sketch of the blossom, and the sketch turned into this quilt. I started with the lines of a beautiful flower, but one by one my creative choices turned it into something else. In the end it resembled a bird.

Then I traced an orchid leaf and made many of them so they could circle the bird in a kind of mandala. But I saw that the leaf shape also could be flames. My orchid had turned into a creature like the Phoenix, the bird that rises from its own ashes, more alive than ever. It also reminds me of the shining, elusive Firebird from the Russian fairy tale.

The swirls below the central figure resemble an orchid’s aerial roots, but I think they could also be a spiral of confusion.

Even so, the whole image speaks to me of rising.

I didn’t consciously set out to make such things, and in fact when I started this quilt my heart was not exactly hopeful, but kind of heavy with family concerns. But by the time the quilt was complete, with its triumphant bird shape rising on a spring green field, it shouted HOPE.

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