The air is cooler tonight, and the heat of the day is easing off. The sun just went down behind the mountains. The evening glow is still shining on the Medieval town below, clinging to its hill top. It could hardly be more beautiful, or more inspiring. Time for a quick update.
This afternoon, I sat watching the children splash about in a nearby pool, I noticed what I was wearing, and stitching. After a few days of pink hexagons, I was back to the small red ones, officially because they are more portable.
Colour catches my attention in fabric, and I seem to make quilts with relatively limited palettes. That this seems to contaminate my days in other ways is only slowly becoming clear to me. I never really wear red. This outfit was bought a couple of years ago in a sale in a super-cheapo shop not far from where I am now. It only comes out when it is super hot (and when I am not working…). But somehow it obviously either echoed or provoked my change in what I wanted to sew.
This is a growing occurence around these parts, apparently. I am slowly turning into my quilts…
How about you? Do you find the colour you sew with is found in other aspects of your life? I thought I was a green, green, green girl, but somehow my quilting is making me more adventurous. I’d love to see photos of others’ experiences. If you send me a photo, I’ll post it here, if you let me. You are welcome to chop your head off, as I do, if you don’t want your spouse / mother-in-law / boss / children / mad neighbour to see you for evermore on the eternal internet archives. I’ll call this a growing colour series. Want to take part? Can we get a complete colour wheel of quilters?
On another front, and in order to dispel all impression that I am no more than a stuck-up academic with a fabric problem, here is further proof of my incredible artistic talents: I have been painting… toe nails. Ha! First time ever.
Building on the marvellous job done by my friend Miss C, a true nail professional, I painted my mother’s toes, and my daughter’s too. We used a most audacious Italian nail kit with a magnet that does odd things to the contents of the varnish when you pass it over the freshly painted toe. You can barely see it here, but this makes a magic zebra effect. Now does one really need zebra nails? Ma certo! Can I live down the fact that I experimented first one my beloved and unsuspecting family before trying it out on myself? Probably not!Or can I pretend that I didn’t try it out yet because it didn’t quite match my quilting?
Happy painting! JJ