I have no idea what this is, but I went ahead and ordered it. Should be entertaining, I think.
[Editor's note: Deana did fieldwork in Rocamadour, a small town in France known as a pilgrimage destination.]
I have no idea what this is, but I went ahead and ordered it. Should be entertaining, I think.
[Editor's note: Deana did fieldwork in Rocamadour, a small town in France known as a pilgrimage destination.]
From small things:
Two small bits of stuff meet, greet, and make something bigger (perhaps better?) than their own small individual selves. Turn a corner, new perspective, trim off the unnecessary, take on new partners, become something larger or sleeker or more useful or stronger or more likely to survive. A 3″x3″ scrap of fabric may be destined for the scrap pile, a bird’s nest, or the trash, but a 3″x3″ piece may join others to become a 14″x24″ piece which joins others, and that is just too big to toss. And too pretty. (Who says beauty isn’t an evolutionary trait?) Warm is nice too…
I so thoroughly want this:
Physicist Stephen Hawking and his daughter are to write a science book for children which will be “a bit like Harry Potter”, but without the magic. “It is a story for children, which explains the wonders of the universe,” she [his daughter] said.
I hope it’s something in the vein of Heinlein’s juvenile fiction, basically a scientifically-accurate adventure story. It would be great to give Ben a copy along with the Heinlein, Asimov, Rowling, Pullman, Pratchett, and Nix he’ll have on his “Daddy Recommends” shelf.
(I have to post this before that list gets any bigger. I keep adding authors. Who would you recommend to a young reader?)
So, the decisions have been made and Deana and Glen’s 20,000 Leagues Under the Covers quilt has been begun in earnest. It’s all been cut up into eensy weensy bits and I’m beginning to put them back together. See?
Fabric was, in fact, harmed in the making of this photo. I admit it.
Don’t you like the way the strips curl up on themselves as they feed through? Like seaweed, curled and waving in the water as your submarine slowly drifts down past it. DIVE! DIVE!
Deana and Glen are getting married. Did anyone not know that? So in honor of their nearing nupital nuptal wedding, Deana has asked me to make them a quilt. Me! I’m pretty darn honored, I am. And it’s a challenge. Oo, color me intrigued. So I’m going, on occasion, to post random photos and updates so that they can, you know, be with me on the process. Oh, do they get to see full photos? No, they do not.
The rules: Inspired by the works of Jules Verne. Photos have been sent to me to give the feel which interests them. Think From the Earth to the Moon, Journey to the Center of the Earth, 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea. I have found fabrics that I find to be rich and interesting, that remind me of the journey from our iron-rich core to the stars. The names I have given them for reference: deep red, molten brown, Asian flowers, Tron. There are skulls and novae and sharks.
I give you the first photo:
These are the candidates. Who gets included? Left behind? Stay tuned… though I’m pretty sure the blond kid and the train will be axed. From the quilt, that is.