I M Perfect lady

So today began the task of writing labels for My Storyline quilts.  I have misplaced my book – the one I had made in 2012 -however, I can go online and look at it.

I have three different versions of what the quilt represents.

The book is the oldest version and it is quite remarkable.

I then have the words that hung with the quilts at Copper Country Mental Health.

Then I found 3 pages with short descriptions of each quilt.

Now, I am wondering if I do a fourth, or chose from all three, and have a combination with the hanging quilts.

I wonder if it is best to update and look at the quilt from this moment in time – or stick to the version from ten years ago.

These quilts were created by a woman who had very little understanding of herself, the human journey and her experiences in it.  I am once again blown away by my daring to create given my state of being.

I was pushing back boundaries and overstepping lines – going against the grain – even in quilting.

It is like I am seeing hand-me-downs from my old self.

I see so much in each quilt and it brings me back to that time.

How I loved what I was doing with my quilting and how odd it all is – even today.

They are therapy pieces or scraps from my journal.

I can't wait to see them hanging together once again in a new venue.

Now, if I can only find the words or voice I want to use as I write about them.

And, a part of me feels the angst of 'airing my dirty laundry' again.

Another part is excited to give voice to the silence that echoes so loudly – still today.

Many voices speak in these quilts and they are all Me.

Sitting here today – the artist feels so much more secure, alive, aware, and self-accepting.

Looking in my rearview mirror.