Gratitude for All Things Creative

Lake grasses November

I feel gratitude for many things and especially for all the creative things in my life. There is gratitude for family and friends, being able to share time with them in special moments, in ordinary moments, in everyday moments. My grandson is such a joy and I treasure the big smile he always has for me. My family lights up my life. That is the most important thing in life, the people you love who love you back, and not just with words but with actions.

Gratitude for all things creative means that I have come full circle and am able to be spontaneous again and express my creativity in all the different ways that I seek to express myself. My art spirit is healed. I still have some fatigue, and some health problems, but things are getting better. Partly because I am learning to adjust to and accept my limitations, and to take better care of myself. Going full-tilt, nonstop like I used to do was never healthy and that took its toll. It is better to take time, to work mindfully, to go for walks, to take tea breaks, to eat healthy.

Sunrise anniversary quilt

I finished beading the Sunrise anniversary quilt for my son Joe and his wife Aurora. On Thanksgiving Day, I gave the wall hanging to them because I was so excited it was finished and couldn’t wait. The quilt was meant for their first anniversary, but I decided to add beads to the quilt, and beading takes a long time.  I found an assortment of beads that went well with the design at the bead shop at Nature’s Art Village in Montville, Connecticut. Although I have a very nice bead stash, I didn’t have quite the right beads for this project, so I brought a strip of muslin with small swatches of all of the fabrics attached and used that as a guide to choose beads. Beading is a meditational process for me and brings me great peace. I love beading and can spend many happy hours beading a small quilt.

Art journal spread emerging

Art journaling is very important to me. I have been watching some of my class videos (lifetime access online classes with Effy Wild are great) and I am following and participating in my art journaling online communities again. Art journaling is worldwide, but it is not like quilting, where there are quilters everywhere. The only place you can find a group of art journalers is online. Although I have not been art journaling weekly as I did before, I am enjoying the few pieces created recently and accept that I am creating space to bring art journaling back into my life. And it will come back, just like everything else has, and more. I just need to trust the process, and believe.

Hats crazy quilt

The November challenge for the Library Art Quilters was hats. I was not sure what I wanted to do and my first idea was to make a hat box with a hat to go inside of it. But that remained just an idea and didn’t make it to the drawing board. About two days before the meeting, I got a new idea. I did a google search for vintage hats and came up with some copyright free images to download. I chose the best four images, printed them out on one sheet of Printed Treasures Inkjet Printable Fabric, and cut them apart. Then I pulled out my bin of crazy quilt fabric and pieced four blocks on a muslin base. I used a Teflon pressing sheet so that the delicate fabrics wouldn’t scorch under the iron. I managed to get the blocks pieced and sewn together in time for the meeting. I plan on embellishing the small quilt  with crazy quilt embroidery stitches.

Wonky trees quilt

These wonky trees have been popping up all over the quilting internet and I just had to make some. There is a great tutorial on Diary of a Quilter’s blog  here. I am going to add some wonky stars and houses and I need to design some sort of layout to pull everything together. For now, I am enjoying the happiness that these trees bring. These are so much fun to make! No measuring, a few diagonal cuts, some sewing, and you have a little pine forest. I worked on these at a Wednesday sew-in at Lisa’s Clover Hill Quilt Shop. There are old friends and new friends at the weekly sew-ins and we always have a great time!

Book sale finds November

I am a member of the Friends of the Library and helped sort books into categories for the November book sale. There were some great treasures donated for the sale and I came home with a stack of books for about ten dollars. I have read the top two books in the stack and they were both really wonderful. The bottom half of the stack are children’s books for my grandson. He loves books, as I do. Books transport you to other worlds and enhance your life. It is so nice to have the time to read. Libraries are a treasure and I have been to five this month: Westport, Wallingford, Wethersfield, Portland, and East Hampton.

Christmas in Connecticut

XMas Card

I spent the Christmas holidays with family members here at home in Connecticut over the course of the week… my children, their partners, extended family, my sisters… and I talked/ texted with family and friends who I was unable to see in person. It was a particularly memorable and heartwarming Christmas for me because of the special times that we had together. There were presents of course, but the most important part of the Christmas holiday was the feeling of love that surrounded me. There was a warm glow that enveloped me from the simple acts of sharing a meal and opening up in conversation.

Bevin tree

I actually have a small tree and that fits best in my condo. But I love Christmas trees and the tree photo above is from the Bevin House, a bed and breakfast here in town. I went there for a Writer’s Guild meeting which was great fun and we got a tour of the restored inn afterwards. It was lovely! This is the parlor as it would have appeared in the late 1800’s.

Bevin House parlor

My tree is small but it has a lot of room for my treasured ornaments which I have gathered over the years. One year my cat managed to knock the whole tree over, breaking a half dozen ornaments. Fortunately I was able to glue a few of the special ones back together. Tangerine was adopted from the Connecticut Humane Society, abandoned at age 7, but she lived a long life with me and is now passed. I will always remember the look on her face when I came into the living room from the kitchen after hearing the loud crash. Somewhere I have a photo of the fallen tree in my photo archives.

My tree 2017