Saturday in between things I went to visit one of the QN sponsors Nelsonville Quilting. Very nice shop and owner and well I left with a few pieces of fabric. Now it’s time to throw them in the wash!
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Solveig, 46 x 69, 2011. Detail
Got back very late last night from Quilt National and was glad to be home and in my own bed, despite the comforts of the University Inn.
My photos of the show, taken during artist/VIP times when photos were allowed: I didn’t take a huge number of photos of individual quilts, since I would rather you support the Dairy Barn and buy the catalogue – there you can get all the details. There were some quilts that the book didn’t really show enough detail of so if you have a chance to see these quilts in person I encourage you to do that. No photos will ever replace that experience. (my apologies re artists names – mobileme has some size limits re titles and descriptions)
These are my non-show related photos, including my new Birkies. I did do some exploring of the area (made it to West Virginia) and managed to get lost every single time coming back LOL. The University itself was a nice place to be lost although it puzzles me how easily one can get into a place like that and how hard it is to find a reasonable exit.
I had some really good conversations with some folks while there about what’s going on in the quilting world. Nice to know your thoughts are shared or pondered by others. There were some quilts there that were predominantly pieced, including mine and two of three jurors’ quilts and a few others. Some were predominantly appliqued. Some were massively quilted, others very minimally. There were only a couple that made me wonder how far you can get from some definition of “quilt” before it just isn’t a quilt anymore. That’s of course a very on-going discussion! It would be possible to view quite a different exhibit by lining these same quilts up from “most easily recognized as a quilt” to “least recognizable as a quilt”. So I have to say that QN sticks to their guns on meeting their purpose and exhibit description – and kudos to them for that.
Some of the whole experience made me think that spending a lot of time alone piecing little pieces of fabric together and quilting the heck out of them has altered my ideas about the whole deal LOL. It was 99.5% fun times though and I appreciated the folks who were so friendly and enthusiastic and the folks who run Quilt National. As I told them, they make it look easy and I know from experience that it’s not always easy. They were always glad to answer a question, resolve a problem etc.
Went to the Friends of Fiber Art International breakfast yesterday morning and they seem like an interesting and supportive group too – been around almost 20 years.
It seemed strange to be away from the sewing machine for a stretch of time and I’m itching to get back at, and might even have a couple new ideas hanging around. And as a bonus, some photos I took today of Kinderhook Lane on the edge of summer.
Couple other blogs re Quilt National:
Your work is to discover your work – and then with all your heart to give yourself to it. — Buddha
Got into town yesterday and relaxed after a great dinner. Somehow I just plain missed lunch so dinner was extra-fabulous.
Sleep was extra good too after the early start. This morning I decided up go exploring and see if I could find the “nearby” Birkenstock store. It was about 45 miles in Vienna west Virginia and so worth the trip.
Beautiful rolling hills along the way. You could see the high water marks along the rivers and streams.
Took one wrong turn but still found the shoe store. It was full of enthusiastic birkies folks. They did not have exactly the one I wanted but offered to ship it to me no problem. As in they offered!
They also had these which I just could not resist:
More later, festivities start in about an hour or so!
Out of the blue tonight, while I was writing the traditional to-do-pack-list came into my brain: you need to be able to do a short talk about Solveig at Quilt National. Eeks!
Turns out it’s 3 minutes at the Saturday morning VIP viewing time slot.
I dredged up the short verse I’d written in my journal and an haiku I’d sent a friend as a somewhat joking artist statement. I looked at the info I’d gathered about what the name could mean. I remembered that the play was by Ibsen and the opera by Grieg. I listened to the recording I’d found most accidentally that had led me to the name in the first place (better in the original Norwegian).
Perchance both winter and spring will pass,
and next summer, and the entire year:
but at last you will come, that I know for sure;
and I’ll still be waiting, for I once promised I would.
Well. That’s all I have for now.