This piece has been a long time in the making. I have always had an issue with starting works and never quite finishing them. When I used to paint I would love the beginning stages: the idea planning, the large broad gestures, and the thrill of the new. Then when it came to finishing touches, final glazes, and details I usually threw the piece into some dark corner of my studio and just let it live out its life uncompleted. Whelp, it looks like I do the same thing in my quilting practice, but I'm now more conscious of it, and I'm in the process of bettering myself.
I like to mix soft, ephemeral natural dyed pieces with bright and loud patterns from my favorite designers. This piece is a real investigations into the process. It became a reality because of a rough journal sketch, a square of indigo, and a recent splurge purchase of Alison Glass fabrics.
I have been drawn to snake imagery for about a year. I have an odd relationship with this though, because being raised in an evangelic church, I was always taught that snakes were possessed of evil. Although I don't prescribe to that belief anymore, I still have hesitations when I want to bring a snake image into reality. This image in particular was persistent (as many of my creations are) and after weeks of contemplation I began.
The quilt top came together like a dream. It seemed to build itself for me and it spiraled out in a magical dance. Then, it came time for the quilting. I knew this piece required a good deal of hand stitching. It needed that primal touch.
These tiny stitches, following along a prescribed pattern wore on me. I just kept going and it seemed like I would never be done. Then, I did the worst thing I could have done. I folded up the whole lot and hid it from myself. I was so close to being finished, but I just grew too bored with the tedium. Cue a month and a half of Claire gently reminding (aka nagging helpfully) for me to just pick it back up and finish.
Well I finally dug it out last week and hung it up on my wall so that each day I would wake up and see it staring at me, almost complete, but not quite there. I couldn't keep ignoring it. So today I picked it back up and within a few dedicated hours I was complete. How easy that was! And now it is looking for a new home. This work has taught me to finish what I start and always follow through.
To many more completed works.
In love & beauty,
Posted on a waning gibbous.