and altho it looks wrong, I think I spelled it right? Should be just like beginning, right? Anyway....LOL...Some of us look at the world, our lives(especially our lives) as being much like a photo album of images. If we are sighted, that is. So many things lend themselves to 'masking' what we show others, what we show the world. Masks are a primative art form, and I love them. But, I am not a
mask maker, at least not of tangible materials. I think about it, but the furthest I get is drawing them.
This wall quilt was given to me by a guild member back in 1994. She and I had worked together with Animal Spirit cards at our November retreat. In December, she gave me this 'mask' she had whipped up for me. It's quite the wild and crazy piece...much more popular now than 10 years ago. In the first pic, I left the color as it photographed. The back ground is actually orange grove orange. Hopefully I did what I should have so you can click and enlarge the pictures. It's doen entirely on the sewing machine, and quite creatively. I love it. It spends most of it's time on my sewing room wall and is in good company with my little quilt from Tonya R. at http://lazygalquilting.blogspot.com/ which features an eye...*VBS*
The party was fun yesterday, but I have to confess that even 4 hours with a 5 yr. old, a 4 yr old, a three yr old and one almost 2 yr old is very exhausting. And I was just on the sidelines!!!!! Home and Ebony looked very, very good by 7:30. I snoozed my way through the clock changing, as usual. I just live with it for a few days, getting up at my usual time and ignoring what the clock says. I have gotten borders on the two doll quilts from yesterday, and will run those up with flannel backings later today. I can give you just a bit more information about the long rug, but I'll leave that for a later post..*S*
Bread for the Journey
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