nine patch, hand stitched
When I found myself without any stitching to do during the sixteen hour trip from Manitoulin to Fort Frances, I stopped in Espanola and got supplies for an entirely new project. A hand stitched grid.
On this trip I sat in the back of the van, hence my photos of black spruce turned out better than those of the most magnificent Lake Superior.
Why did we go? Uncle Henry 82 years, Dad 88 years, Uncle Johnnie 100 years!
Fix time and its erosion. Cause something to survive. Leave a trace. Leave a mark. (paraphased from
George Perec)
Time is relentless. I have to constantly mark it.
Aunt Ellie, 96 years, with Dad.
nine patch, hand stitched 
When I found myself without any stitching to do during the sixteen hour trip from Manitoulin to Fort Frances, I stopped in Espanola and got supplies for an entirely new project. A hand stitched grid. 
On this trip I sat in the back of the van, hence my photos of black spruce turned out better than those of the most magnificent Lake Superior. 
Why did we go? Uncle Henry 82 years, Dad 88 years, Uncle Johnnie 100 years! 
Fix time and its erosion. Cause something to survive. Leave a trace. Leave a mark. (paraphased from George Perec) 
Time is relentless. I have to constantly mark it. 
Aunt Ellie, 96 years, with Dad.
9 comments:
I just wrote my post this morning - about time and grids - and then happened across this. It was just what I needed; thank you.
My... your family have longevity of years!!! What great photographs and they all look so happy!
I like how you 'mark time'.
Jacky xox
In the U.S., ageism is rampant. Canadians have it right: honor the older generations.
Beautiful expressions of love and life through your lens.
very true.
yesterday was the anniversary of my grandfathers death and my flickr entry echoed some of the same idea, that time keeps going.
this is nice.
What great photos. It seems that they are all in relatively good health. How wonderful.
marking time ....grids and patterns... and relationships.. mmm hmmm
thanks for visiting my blog Judy. You are really lucky to be able to stitch in the car, so many travelling hours to stitch. i get sick if i dont look outside but mostly the wheel is in my own hands so....no problem.
Did i ever tell you how much i appreciate your work?
XXXm
First I thin I've forgotten to also give thanks for your nice works when you visited my blog. They meant much for me.
Leaving a mark is an aim for me in life (not yet reached). Your family and your art are these marks. You can be proud of them...
Thanks for your comment on my blog! (This is all new to me.) Great pics of your dad, uncles and aunt. Your work and your words are inspiring.
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