Talents are best nurtured in solitude;
Character is best formed in the stormy billows of the world.
OK, well, again...please excuse the photo quality (and don't ya love the vacuum cleaner in the background?! Haha)
This is what I've most recently begun. I sure hope I get past the 'begun' stage. It seems I'm better at starting than continuing or completing. But maybe that is OK. Maybe that will be my legacy!
Anyway, this is how all of the recent weather has been making me feel...kinda swirly with care and concern. The beautiful colored fabrics swirling and the sky & sun are from Deb Lacativa. Thank you Deb! The rest are dyed by me. They represent how I've been feeling...seeing the swirl of the weather maps, filled with storms and the remains of people's lives. The photo out of Seaside Heights, New Jersey with all of the houses surrounded by sand...just boggles my mind. My heart breaks for these families, for all of those affected by the storms.
The large background piece I dyed in pomegranate remains. I liked the little markings left & wanted them to show (at least for now), so was led to the thought: "Who says the smaller piece HAS to BE centered?" I love them milky-calm yellowish color from the pomegranate. The background of the smaller piece was dyed with too far gone to eat blackberries and pomegranate juice (left-over after eating all the yummy seeds!) I folded the berries inside and smashed them with an old wooden meat tenderizing hammer! Never actually used on meat I may add! It was my hammer for years, for hanging pictures and such. Everyone thought I was nuts, but it worked! OK back to the story...
The blackberries left it BRIGHT pinkish. Super-Duper filled with color. Then I sopped up some pomegranate juice with it and it kinda went fluorescent!!! Looked way cool :) Washed out all of the expired berry smell and it went gray...like the recent skies for many on the east coast (and even here for a couple of days!). So, there it sits...stormy.
The only part actually sewn down thus far is the band of dark sky with the left-over from its previous life holes. I'm playing with the idea of using those holes somehow. I also am considering having some blue sky and sun poking through, which I sorta pinned in. I love how a stormy sky looks. I love how it looks when it begins to clear. I bet many fellow Americans are lifted by that feeling as well.
The swirl is made of more of Deb's fabrics and an old cotton white on white leaves print, also dyed in pomegranate. Not sure if the 'look' of it settles with me, although I do like the raggedy, torn up edges. That symbolizes the lives of the folks back east to me, along with the storms themselves.
What will become of the remainder of the larger cloth, I have no idea. Maybe it will remain covered in 'sand' without much else.
I'll look at this one some more. Thanks for looking and reading.
Photo by Nancy A. Erisman ©2012
“Birds sing after a storm, why shouldn’t we?”
-Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy