Category: Art & Quilts

  • Art from the Inside Out.

    As I finished writing the last blog and it came to "Hating that my mother lied to me.." I realized later on today, that I hated me for believing it.  I hated me for being okay living as a mask too, for weasalling out of the truth more times than, I too, care to count.  And, I am wise enough to know that what  blame on the outside truly belongs to me.

    I hated me.

    I hated me and my lies I lived.

    I hated and held resentment towards myself for caring more about my own mask, and I lied.

    I lied when I felt resentment towards my mother and never explored it.

    I lied when I felt cold towards my father and I acted as warm as I could get.

    I lied to be liked, to be kind, to be accepted, to not 'push a button' and to avoid the anger.  

    I really have to be extremely grateful when my parents truth (and mine) were exposed, when our masks tilted and fell…for truthfulness lay bare.

    And, it was too huge to cover up. There were not enough lies to make it work again, my mask was shattered AND the scariest part that behind the mask was a blank face.

    I had no me.

    What also came to me today, are the Ladies in my quilts. They have no faces.  

    Here is my latest one.  I love her.  She is my Second WIND Lady….


    IMG_9324
     She too has great energy and I love the WIND moving her around her.  I am not sure if I will add anything more. There is lots of my hand-dyed fabric in the borders. I did however, wonder how a mask would be laying in the dirt.  I may try that.

    Here is another view.


    IMG_9319
    I wonder if a face will ever appear.  Very interesting to not know how your Art will move.  Like Life it seems to move by feelings; art from the inside out.

  • Made of this cloth

    Today's reading in "Simple Abundance" By Sarah Ban Breathnach she writes,

    "When we can't access our inner resources, we come to the flawed conclusion that our happiness and fulfillment come only from external events. That's because external events usually bring with them some sort of change.  And so we've learned to rely on circumstances outside ourselves for forward or backward momentum as we hurdle through life. But, we don't have to do that any longer.  We can learn to be the catalysts for our own change."  Sarah B

    To switch gears from outside to inside will require you to change from being passive to being agressive….from a bystander to movement…from wishing to doing.  It will require YOU to move Before there is a crash on the outside; to become the change you wish to see in the world as Ghandhi said.

    I was forced to go inward, for my outer world became littered with debris, and each piece carried with it a mountain of dyfunction and lies.  It appeared to me that the only place that held peace, was inside of me….in a far corner, a place where the Me of me lived.  Untouched by the wreckage outside.

    I clung to this space. 

    Small though it was.

    It was a complete change…finding and being me from the inside, instead of being defined by the outward events.

    I guess, I fled to the inside, for I did not feel that it was right to be defined by my father's pedophilia.  "This will not define me", was a war cry, a plea to the Universe to see me from a different view.

    It wasn't that I denied who my father was, but his life and my life were not going to be one.  It was the beginning of separation…of searching for a Me that I defined.

    Who was I?

    I knew that even if I was abused, that wasn't the whole of me…nor was it something that I designed for me….it happened to me, but it wasn't my choice.  

    In deciding that I would not be defined by my father, I literally changed my perception of me; from the outside to the inside.

    I used to say, "I am living my life from the inside out…."

    What I believe Sarah is working towards is the same. To live life from the inside out, but without having to experience a total life crash on the outside…and being forced to alter your life.

    She then writes about the 6 threads of contentment…

    "There are six principles that will act as guides as we make our inner journey over the next year.  These are the six threads of abundant living which, when woven together, produce a tapestry of contentment that wraps us in inner peace, well-being, happiness and a sense of security. First there is Gratitude. When we do a mental and spiritual inventory of all that we have, we realize we are very rich indeed. Gratitude gives way to Simplicity – the desire to clear out, pare down, and realize the essentials of what we need to live truly well.  Simplicity brings with it Order, both internally and externally. A sense of order in our lives brings us Harmony.  Harmony provides us with the inner peace we need to appreciate the beauty that surrounds us each day, and Beauty opens us to Joy.  But just as with any beautiful needlepoint tapestry, it is difficult to see where one stitch ends and another begins. So it is with Simple Abundance."  Sarah B.

    I do believe it is possible to make these changes ahead of the crash, but I do wonder what the impetus would be?  It almost seems that we as humans wait for life to become unbearable, before we look for a new way.

    I can't see the reason for creating a new tapestry if the old one is not thread bare and full of holes.  

    I do believe that I have woven a new tapestry, a new cloth and pattern that is a full composite of me, even the dark colors of abuse are weaved in, but along side of them are my free choices…choices that bring me Love, Peace and Joy.

    There is a flow and harmony in my world by what I allow and what I do not….

    I see the cloth of abuse being dark….minus the sharp colors and bright hues…I see it as a blinding cloth.  Blinding you from seeing you.

    My new piece of fabric is filled with contrast and legacy, but it is now stitched with awareness and truth, layered with what brings me happiness and contentment.

    Perhaps what we do is use the blinding dark cloth and add our passion, our creative choices, like making stitches of color that define us.

    I can almost visualize a quilt that represents this….the dark with added pieces of bright….it could be the six threads.  Gratitude, Simplicity, Order, Harmony, Beauty and Joy.

    I truly feel that my life is mostly made of this cloth.

  • My Lady, as Me.

    I am reading "Simple Abundance" by Sarah Ban Breathnach with a few friends.  It is another daily reading book.  I also took out my journal and have enjoyed the hand writing again.  I love the sharp pencils, the blank page and unknown answers and the freedom to investigate…me.

    Our first assignment was to explore our deep longings and aspirations…and I wondered what mine were.

    What desires were deep in my soul?

    As I wrote, it came to me that my longings have changed.  I have been working for years on myself, to become some one who did not hurt others, control others or steal their lives; to be independent and no longer co-dependent on others to fulfill my life.  I have been working to fill my own self.

    In releasing others, I became free too.  

    Now, as a free bird, if you will, what now are my longings and deep aspirations?

    I don't know.

    Not for sure for sure.

    I do however have hints…

    It is like my soul's purpose and passions were shelved or have remained hidden until the time was right to bloom.  I will discover who I was born to be…that all my years thus far have prepared me…to be Me.

    All the detaching and self care that I have done, is not for naught, it has given me the tools I will need to continue…

    I am open to the unknown future and feel fairly certain it will contain writing, quilting and being with women who inspire me as well as inspiring others.  To live more present in awareness…as Me.

    I see myself as the Lady from my Art Quilts…that I am now living my Art.

    I believe that new deep longings and aspirations are waiting to be born. I believe I have now opened the space for them to rise up and be heard.

    I create my quilts by feeling…and I believe this will be the way forward for me.  I will do what feels right for me, even if it doesn't feel right for others.  Honoring me, will create a living work of Art.  Me.

    Perhaps my deepest longing and aspirations was to just be me.  No appologies, no excuses, no fears of the consequences…of saying no to you and saying Yes, to me.

    I am excited to see My Lady, as Me. IMG_0101

  • Into her Future.

    My Last Lady quilt for 2012!


    IMG_9299
    I changed the scarf and added the leaves on the bottom….because I couldn't figure out her legs/shoes.  Nothing seemed to work, so I decide to eliminate them.

    She was hard to quilt for the fabric was thick in some places. And I still love her hair.


    IMG_9301
    I wonder if I should add something to the branch of leaves….


    IMG_9302

    And, one close up of the 2012 Model.  


    IMG_9305
    She is heading into her future!

  • Lady in the Wind

    I had the day off today and I spent many hours in the basement creating a Lady quilt for a woman who has been instrumental with WIND.  

    As the quilt began to take shape….the tree bending in the Wind, the Jacket that seemed to be moving…the hair.  Oh, I began to love this quilt.  I seriously  contemplated keeping it for me. I mean really keeping it.  I loved the overall look and feelings it evoked.  

    The background of this quilt was the backdrop of the snowman quilt, but I couldn't seem to get this one to work for the woman I had in mind.  So, I took off the snowman and added a tree…and then I changed the Lady…..and here it is.


    IMG_9244
    I just loved the feel of this totally…the different Christmas colors.  The orange ornaments have glitter on them…just all of it.  I took pretty many pictures for I knew it was going away and I could picture this on a Christmas card some day.  

    The more pictures I took, the more I fell in love with it…and the harder it was to let her go.  

     

    IMG_9252

    When I got home, I quickly wrapped it up without a further thought, knowing it was going to someone who loves my Art and who would appreciate the gesture….and I was right.

    She LOVED it.  

    I know it went to a happy woman and it will bring moments of joy in the days to come.  Already in short one day…we both fell in love with her.  It is like she is a new friend…a woman who you want to get to know better.

    I am glad I took many pictures….she was pure joy!


    IMG_9271

    Merry Christmas An-Gel…May she be a reminder to follow your joy!

  • One Blog

    When I thought of having two blogs; to create a space between the deep escavating of my inner self, and then the Artful self moving forward…I thought it would work. To leave behind the dialogue of my past…to then create a new voice and vision…but, I feel split.  

    Like there is a wall between my artful self, the one who grew from the ashes of my past…but they are all me.  

    I thought of having a place to sell my art…and that may work at some point, but for now…I will bring my artful self back to the space where she grew.

    I found by trying to separate the 'pretty' me from the words, emotions and experiences of my past left me feeling like a split personality.  Floating out there without roots…trying to present a cleaned up me.  

    It comes to mind what I would look like if I was washed by the wand of forgiveness…leaving the dark past away from the present artful self…the self that wants to move forward not colored by the past.  It felt odd to have two of me.

    I had a glimpse of what it would feel like to move on. It almost made the art less without the backdrop of my inquiring digging self….

    I like it better when we are one.  When we are together. When sometimes the blog is just about the Art project I am working on….or on a thought that has me perplexed or an encounter that has left me with an aspect of my self that was missing.

    I will leave the second blog out there for now…waiting to see if there will be a use for a commercial blog of cards, prints and works in progress of Art Quilts.

    But, I am not there yet.

    Until then, I fit on one blog.


    IMG_9194
    "Jiggle Bell" Lady is done.  Nice to have chains behind her…and weathered wood.

    I pictured her in the snow decorated trees and bright blue skies….maybe in a few days.


    IMG_9187
    She brightens up the grey colors…and drab colors of nature.


    IMG_9199
    Trying to show the textures, with the yarn and wool.  Now, I am off to play with creating a snowman.  Maybe even one doing a hand stand…like I had seen on Facebook.

  • New Normal.

    Today is December 5th, December 4th slipped by almost unnoticed. I remembered it late last night.  It has been 8 years since finding out about the abuse within my childhood home. That seems like a long time.  A very long time.  The saying it was the best of times and the worst of times…comes to mind.

    Earth shattering and great awakening.  

    Horrifying truth and great freedom.

    With the darkest moments came the brightest insights, of Me.

    There are vapors…whiffs of unease, just minor tremors…that come into my day, but for the most part I have new routines and traditions…a new normal.

    I do feel more settled with my father gone…his life lingered on the outer edges of my world; out but yet not gone.  

    The 'anniversary' is less impacting with him gone. The unknown answered…the worries ended.

    I spent the day doing what I love to do, In Peace, In Joy and with Love.


    IMG_9159
    From creating a new "Jiggle Bell" Lady…then on to the WIND with my girls, stopping in at the Library…to doing yoga.  A day full of my new normal!


  • New Normal.

    Today is December 5th, December 4th slipped by almost unnoticed. I remembered it late last night.  It has been 8 years since finding out about the abuse within my childhood home. That seems like a long time.  A very long time.  The saying it was the best of times and the worst of times…comes to mind.

    Earth shattering and great awakening.  

    Horrifying truth and great freedom.

    With the darkest moments came the brightest insights, of Me.

    There are vapors…whiffs of unease, just minor tremors…that come into my day, but for the most part I have new routines and traditions…a new normal.

    I do feel more settled with my father gone…his life lingered on the outer edges of my world; out but yet not gone.  

    The 'anniversary' is less impacting with him gone. The unknown answered…the worries ended.

    I spent the day doing what I love to do, In Peace, In Joy and with Love.


    IMG_9159
    From creating a new "Jiggle Bell" Lady…then on to the WIND with my girls, stopping in at the Library…to doing yoga.  A day full of my new normal!


  • From Here.

    This blog has been a great place for me to speak and to be heard.  Even if, just one person were to read it…I was heard.  

    This blog has offered me a place to talk about abuse, to say what I feel needed to be said, about family and church and how both played a crucial part in my abuse.  I feel that I have done my due diligence to be one who knew and said something.  It was my intention to expose what many would love to keep hidden…I did at 46, what some feel I should have done as a child.

    This blog has been a great sanctuary for my feelings, my confusions, my pain, and heartache…a place to release into the Universe the affects of abuse and my struggles to find a way to not repeat my family's legacy.

    This blog has been filled with huge affirmations, epiphanies, insights, clarity and knowing… A place where I could bring my angst and come away with answers.  I was the most surprised most often how the post would end.

    I didn't begin this blog with an agenda or a goal in mind.  It was just that I felt I wanted to share my journey, in hopes that someone out there would find comfort in knowing they were not alone.

    I wrote for myself, but always felt that maybe what I discovered, would help another.

    This post is number 1278.  Somedays I wrote two, but for the most part I have been writing on here for over 3 1/2 years.  That in itself seems incredible to me.

    I have thought of quitting the blog from time to time Or that I have come to the end of what I can possibly say about abuse and living with it's affects….and now I am thinking that day has come.

    I will not shut this blog down or delete it, I will let it be here.  I will come to it when I feel I have something to share…when it fits the subject about sexual abuse.  When my wounded self once again needs to explore and know what troubles it.

    What I aim to do is begin a second blog, "Imperfect Too".  

    I see Imperfect Too, being more about the creative expression…about my artwork and stretching and growing that.  I want to create a blog that will have inspiration of the Artful kind.  I want to work on marketing My Lady and her quilts and put her artwork on cards and canvases….letting her great energy move out into the world.  I want my daughters photographs to have a portal to pass through.  I want her and I to work on learning how to make a shopping cart, etc to become the power behind marketing our Art.

    I feel it is time now to change the focus in my life towards being more artful and less reflective. 

    Now, that I know fully who I am…I believe I can now be me.

    I feel that this blog holds who I am and how I became to be….and "Imperfect Too" will be about finding a way to express artfully Me. 

    Both the light and dark are who we are.  I have explored and dug and felt and purged the darkness for almost 8 years.  I have written to find me and now I will write as I try and live the artful free life of My Lady.

    "Imperfect Too"….will be My Lady and I…how we both grow forward.

    Just like my art quilts….I first create the background and then I add the lady…so too is my life.  My background is now firmly in place…who will I now be from here?


  • Go for Recess!

    "You can't use up creativity. The more you use, the more you have."  Maya Angelou


    IMG_9002
     

    I love to see the beginning and then in a short time the transformations….

     

    IMG_9005

    It is fun creating with others, for we each find new ways to do the same thing…stretching our imaginations.



    IMG_9014

    I love seeing the different ideas emerge…while often I sit not knowing what to do… or how to start…or even have a vision.  The possibilities are endless.



    IMG_9012
    …and laughter and friendships flow easily.  


    IMG_9022
    and giving and receiving….happen in many ways.


    IMG_9015
    And we all go home with a new idea materialized.

    Women In New Directions is two hours….twice a month…a refueling of energy that seeps into our everyday life…a place for women to go for recess!

    "Creativity takes Courage"  Henri Matisse