I have a new blog and it's moving day.

Hi, all. I've made a move to a new blog over HERE. This old blog will remain up and referenced in new posts on the new blog. This place has become cumbersome and a source of frustration in getting things to post the way I wanted them to. Looking forward to posting again with a tidy new mobile adaptable format over at the new blog, so I hope you will visit me there.

seeing stars

Roots, tendrils, and tangles often appear in my imagery and I render them literally. In more recent work, I couched bits of cloth and thread in stabilized twists and tangles. In this particular piece, they follow and wander against the outline of eight pointed stars.

I keep coming back to these stars. They are familiar imagery in the language of quilts and nature. Individually, each radiates and reaches outward - a familiar pattern of growth and bloom. Arranged next to each other, their points find, touch, and connect.

In a traditional side by side block arrangement, the star points reach outward from center and predictably find another. This is comforting. Repetitive pattern is visually comforting.

Working on talking about what I make. Writing everything down on the why and pulling out what makes sense is proving helpful and enlightening. I like to think I am a visual artist because I don’t know what to say, otherwise maybe I’d want to be a writer. But the act of writing it all out in words, also expands into more visual ideas. I feel encouraged.

[ Detail photos of I Felt A Connection, on exhibition in the Artist as Quiltmaker XVIII | 18th Biennial Exhibition of Contemporary Quilts at Firelands Association for the Visual Arts (FAVA) Gallery in Oberlin, OH. May 12 - July 12, 2018. ]

all that cannot be let go

Every scrap of thread, fabric, or yarn I find

is just a little directional encouragement away from

an engagingly tender line.

The roots, vines, veins, sinew, filaments, and fibers that hold everything together 

are rendered from all that cannot be let go.

(detail photos of recent works - I Felt a Connection and Dearest Spring)

textures quilted and washed

I logged in to write a new post after so long away from this place and found these photos waiting without words. 

So, here they are as a little note to myself on materials and process - that crinkle of the crispest cottons after a wash and dry.

A whole new year is full of expectations, and making the first mark on a new canvas is always a little intimidating, but here we go. Hello, again.