Sunday, March 31, 2013

Everything Else

What I want to share is the varied collection of photos -- stuff outside the mainstream of my photographic thoughts while I was on the road for 2 weeks.

So here goes.
There were nearly 3 miles of sidelined train cars, south of Olympia. Some have graffiti, some not. They've been there for years.

Taken walking across the 5th Avenue Bridge in Olympia early morning.

A detail of Tori & Nelson's tribal rug. This looks like a delicious design mistake on the weaver's part, which I love.
Tori Bryer was a student at Putney with me. She has settled in Portland & I reconnected with her. This was my favorite print of hers. The 3 photos below were of her studio. YUM!!

At Ian Trivett's I fell in love with his cobwebs.

At Hugh & Ingrid's the whale vertebra I coveted!
I took quite a few pictures of bridge decks.
I loved the distorted clock face.
This is an American Bittern. It's a rare bird to see because they are very reclusive. Not this time. We were able to be pretty up close. You can see why this bird is so easily camouflaged in reeds. This was only the 2nd time I've ever seen it.

I loved the splaying fencepost.

These  next 3 are from an artist's home in Sonoma County. These face-forms-from-metal-scraps were all over the property.

This is my sister, Annie, in her garden. She is processing compost.

Both talking at once!! Hmmmm.....

A box in Annie's garden. There were many of them with collections in each.... the glove bin. Annie told me she has trouble throwing things away. My eyes got bright because I love helping people throw things away!
Best bridge shot.
Container hoisters in Oakland. They look like horses to me.
          Alameda house. I just adore these leafy embellishments.
 Naomi, my cousin Ruth's daughter. She showed us around Alameda great houses close to her....
   this one.

That's enough & that's the best of the trip & so that's it for now!

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Revisiting Old Work

As I went to visit friends & relatives, I would find my work hung in their homes.

This always is a bit of a jolt to me.
I have to reconsider if I still think the work worthy! in worthy of still being up.

So I thought I'd share these glimpses of my past work in order that they reappeared to me.

At Ian Trivett's home.....

These first two are collages onto personally-worn-blue-jean-personally-made-paper. The cut images are from art magazines. I had forgotten all about them.  The themes, as I was getting ready to title them, were scientific/mathematical.

Time & Space Revisited

Other Kinds of Measures

This quilt I gave to Ian for the birth of his first child Hayley. I put a poem around the border. I need to get that poem again, as I am about to give another baby quilt to my neighbors. I'll print it around the edge.

This is the baby-quilt-in-waiting.... well, most of it. Wrong lens again!!

I took that burl, that John Trivett found, & took a burr to it & hollowed it out. For many years this bowl held the wonderful driftwood I collected on Long Beach on the edge of Vancouver Island. My 3 girls teethed on these salt-laden driftwood pieces. When John & I separated I gave the bowl to Ian, my eldest step son. I still like it. I still want to make it thinner!! Too funny!

NO, I didn't do this, nor do I own it, except in my heart.  Under each rhomboid patch is a piece of paper. These patches were whip-stitched together. [You don't need to know what this is!] This is the classic pattern called Baby's Blocks or Tumbling Blocks.  I saw this wonderful old piece-in-progress in Tori Bryer's studio, &, I might add, coveted it!!

On to my sister's house in Mill Valley.
I gave Annie 3 quilts & when I photographed them again I didn't go & get my better lens. Bad, bad.
The earliest quilt I gave her I forgot to photograph.

This is yet another Mandala from my early quilt-making years. With beads and sequins. I called it...
... I can't remember, so I had to look it up: Byzantine Summer Fantasy.

This one below I have somewhat photographically melded together. It's called Australian Motif. The dots were made with the end of a chopstick into acrylic paint! I've thought about doing more like this, but it's in the zone of cultural appropriation... not so great a zone! So I never have. I still am fascinated by this art--even the modern stuff.

This one I tried to photo in its new home, but they didn't 'take'. This quilt is called Separation. This is in Naomi Wortis's home. Actually she has another quilt of mine & so does her daughter, Yvonne. I don't have them in my iPhotos, so I can't share them.

This is upholstery actually on a couch in a motel the next-to-last-day. I am mad for triangles. 
I love the thinner & thicker sawtooth columns!

I have other examples to show you of my triangle work. This one's very sawtoothy.

This I made in 1998. It's called Red Triangle Quilt, and it hangs in my downstairs bathroom. I want to do more in the triangle zone.
Here's a very recent one.

You can probably see the cousinhood to the one above.
Then there is this one that I shared before.

...and this one that I haven't shared... I made this one in Maui.

...& this one in Maui too in the same period...

& this is my favorite Maui triangle quilt.

And here for the finale: this was done in 2010. It has one Very Important Triangle!

That's all for now.

I had NO idea were this revisiting chapter would take me, but I love how it fetched up in triangle fascination.


On the coast I noticed the gulls were flying north. I don't think of gulls as migratory, but of course! They were not in a flock, but an almost continual straggling non-line.

I have many pictures like this.
The ultimate simplicity, ocean & sky.

Construction zone.....

How often I am attracted to repetitive rows of things. These old pilings are really a replay of the construction site image above that sends me. I have no idea why.

These water photos aren't really simple, not at all. But when I watch moving water these patterns often miss my notice. I was captivated by the marble-like look of these surfaces.

Last, a corrugated barn with various scuzz....

That's it for now.