|One of my oil paintings|
Now to why I am blogging. When people ask me what started me as an artist, I say a poster contest in kindergarten. "Keep North Carolina Clean and Green - Don't Be A Litterbug". That was the first time I was recognized. I won. But now I realize something else... In all the packing unpacking and such, I have discovered memories I long forgot -quilting. My grandmother Emma, a seamstress, lived with us until I was 11. As I opened closets to pack, bits of yellows or blues would remind me of sitting with her and my mom, cutting up my dresses, and rearranging small pieces to make the most beautiful things. I remember her fragile hands sort through my outgrown hand-me-downs (the youngest sister!!!). As I recall this exposure, I realize that these simple acts are what actually shaped me as an artist. Things that I saw as domestic tasks were actually artistic processes. My grandmother and my mother were artists! Of course. And I am an artist.
|Mama Grooms' Hanging Out|
Anyway, I'll keep you posted.
Lark is learning how to sew the binding by hand. Much to her dismay!!! But of course that is the way my mama showed me so... She Is so close to finishing her first quilt. She's excited about giving it as a gift to a close friend. We've been a little off schedule- rob just had his wisdom teeth out and I have been starting a Blog for my paintings. Too much at one time. We are thinking about starting her an etsy account so she can sell a few things. Did I mention that she wants to have a retail store that focuses on handmade vintage and re-purposed items.
Sounds good to me. I'd shop there. We may be a little slow this month. She starts back to school mid September. She and a fibers classmate are moving in to an apartment together and rob moved out last month. Whew! Hallelujah! Freedom.
Gulp. Gulp. I'm really gonna miss them.
Posted by Lori at 10:23 PM