Showing posts with label Jay. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jay. Show all posts

Monday, January 08, 2024

two trees at fifty years

Ned and I celebrated our 50 years married at a resort in Mexico over New Year's.  Our four children and their families celebrated with us.    


There were eighteen in our party. It was a blast and I am so very thankful.

A note about the t-shirts we are wearing in this beach photo.  Created as a surprise for us, the youngsters marched into our room in a large group and they each wore a t-shirt.  The one year old twins, the school age sisters, the teen boys, the adults in their 30's and 40's.  They had a playlist from their childhood / our marriage.  They brought shirts for us to wear.  

The design is of two trees:  a white pine for Ned, referring to the Georgian Bay family cottage and an Elm tree for me, referring to the Elm tree on my parent's farm near Fort Frances.  Each tree is growing form its own root system, tall and strong, side by side.  

I've written about this 50 year thing before and I promise that this is the last post about it.  Shall we go on into the new year?  Best wishes to your family from mine for 2024.  xoxo  

Sunday, August 28, 2022

Home from England

It's easy to say - trust in yourself.

It's easy to say - just do one thing that you're sure of and as you do that, you will start to know what to do next.

It's easy to say - plunge in, and then go slowly.

It's easy to say -  not to know but to go on.

Working intuitively.

I think that this kind of approach seems mysterious and a little scary, 

but it really is very much like life itself. 

we went to a family wedding in Newcastle on Tyne in the UK..  There were peeling church bells

We don't know what will happen each day.

It helps to follow routines.  It gives a sense that we do know.  

For example I always sleep on the same side of the bed.

But many things happen over the course of a day that you cannot plan for.

You just have to react.  

A typical example is a conversation.

You cannot predict what the grandson will tell you or what your old friend will ask you, but you will reply.  And it will be a good reply.

The conversation will continue.  Something worthwhile will happen.

You didn't know that this would happen.  You didn't plan for it. 

Same with my stitching. 

When I begin, I have a general idea inspired by the materials.

For the torso piece in this post, I was triggered by the faded indigo silk.  

I took the faded cloth with me to England along with a wool backing cloth and some pinkish toned threads.

I honestly did not know what would happen with it. 

I started at the edges and with couching.    

I liked how they became strong and also lively.


I drew the piece into my journal,

Then I looked at some photos of pre-history Newgrange 

and put some dots and zigzags into my journal drawing. 

The British Rail system is really good.  Ned and I spent quite a bit of time on trains moving back and forth between the north of England and the south west region of Cornwall.


Couching is one of my signature techniques.

As I was doing it, I thought about another favourite technique, the reverse applique dot.

I could reveal the white backing cloth using that technique. 

We visited the Hepworth Gallery in Wakefield to see the Sheila Hick's retrospective.  


While in England I stitched when I needed to. 

In the middle of night sometimes and also on trains and planes.  

Doing one thing and then another thing

Liking something and repeating it 

Not liking something and not repeating it.  

This is the way I work.

Our elder daughter and her teen boys and our son and his wife went to the wedding too.

Sometimes 'mistakes' happen, 

and I have to cut things up or in half and start again. 

I keep going.

I don't know but I keep going. 

Tuesday, August 04, 2020

blueberry pie deep thought

When I make a pie, I follow a recipe
. If it doesn't turn out either it's a bad recipe or I didn't follow the instructions.
(Jay's sour dough bread )
With my art making there is no recipe. When my art doesn't turn out - then I have to either find a way to fix it or abandon it. It's no one else's fault. It's no one else's idea. Somehow, it's not even my own idea - it's more like my insides turned out.

Maybe this is the answer to that age-old riddle about art and craft.
With craft, you have a good idea how the finished product will look and do whatever it takes to achieve that. With art, you have no idea how it will look when you're done. It's a discovery.

Images from this week at cottage with the Jay family.
Text from an ancient blog post .  click here to see the original.

Friday, September 07, 2018

fam jam 2018

 
 
 The Alaska family was with us at the old family cottage from August 22 until September 4.
 The two grand boys did a lot of fishing
 They also did a lot of swimming.
and a lot of comic book reading. 
 
April made fresh bread for breakfast every day.
 Our four.  April, Oona, Grace and Jay.  (Oona's husband Matt in background)
a beautiful and gentle time 

Thursday, August 02, 2018

giving and receiving time and space

Feel Invincible Sweetheart    a quilt for my youngest grandchild

 
Somehow, nothing happens because we are so busy
the lady bug family sleeping in their spiral home, in progress
doing things.
 
the velvet touching

 
We are enjoying the cottage with our Jay family this week.

Tuesday, August 08, 2017

my early life

the images of my youth in this post have a freshness for me that my newer ideas can never have
my mother made her own clothes from vogue patterns

my sister is 5 years younger than me, my brother 20 months older
my father designed and built our house on the highway

I grew up on acerage in north western ontario, Canada
 In art you need two things

a)  a feeling of groundedness
b)  a place of risk where you are not quite sure what will happen
a vulnerable space
fragile
 I repeat myself all the time

what is our interior landscape?
why not pay more attention to the fragility of our own life?
pauses

stillness

the mark - and also the space around the mark

our son Jay scanned my father's slides 

Wednesday, July 05, 2017

how I spent Canada Day

At the cottage.
for Canada Day - July 1
Our son and his family visited.
 We made a cake for Canada's birthday and blew out the candles.
 We made two more flags for our expanding family.
 I didn't stitch.
(much)
The kids page was updated a couple of weeks ago, for those interested.