The Richmond Quilters Guild sponsored this exhibit, and it seemed a natural for me to enter using photography as well as quilting.
My Artist Statement—
“I am not a native. As a transplanted New Yorker, the songs that Richmond sings to me aren’t necessarily the same ones a native hears, and I am ok with that! (Obits in my hometown paper for a 97 year old read “Brooklyn native, brought to Staten Island as an infant.”) I get it.
This is the first in a planned series of YoYo quilts. Painted Cheese cloth and Yo-Yo’s depict Class III and IV Whitewater Rafting, surrounded by photos I’ve taken of favorite spots in RVA.”
I love to take photos of the James River, and of things in Richmond that I enjoy.
I have an outsiders appreciation of the place—I don’t focus on the political or Civil War, but I do love a lot about Richmond, and the parallel’s to my former New York life aren’t lost on me. I was born in Richmond County, New York. (More popularly known as Staten Island.) Staten Island is to Manhattan what Colonial Heights is to Richmond, VA. Manhattanites stare blankly when you say Staten Island, and when I say Colonial Heights up in Richmond I get that same vacant stare, a level of disbelief that I have wandered so far afield and north of the river. I went from the forgotten borough to the outer suburban edge of this metro area. It takes almost as long to get to downtown Richmond as it did to get to downtown Manhattan, although the mode of transport is very different. Car. Not bus, then boat, then train.
The quilt came about the way most good things do. I was walking around the IQF in Houston just after Super storm Sandy, and my mind was distracted by thoughts of home, of the devastation, and I had a certain amount of survivors guilt, being there in TX enjoying life, while so many of my family and friends were battling this storm; seeing all the news reports, and just this sense of doom, and dread for my hometown, and all the places I knew so well.
The idea for this quilt came from that day, because walking through the quilt show in Houston, my mind being pelted with an overload of visual stimulation, I had suddenly envisioned a quilt about Sandy. And, once that came to me, it broke through my inability to buy fabric, to settle on things I liked. I bought fabrics and I knew it would have YoYo’s, and I had very specific ideas, but I wasn’t totally ready to make it. So, it sat, aging, as my quilts often do.
When this challenge was announced, “James” came to me, almost fully formed; so many of the thoughts about Sandy that I hadn’t yet realized just lined up and became this quilt.
Sandy is still going to happen. It’s closer now, than it had been before. This piece was very much a test run.
The photos on the quilt are all mine, and are all available to purchase at my website. This takes you to one page where most of the images are, but please, explore more of Richmond and more of my photos!
My understanding is after this 4-day show, the entire RVA exhibit will be at a church in Richmond for the month of March. (I believe it is Shady Grove, but am not positive, nor do I have details.) Watch this space for further information.
I ‘rescued’ a package of 7 fat quarters last year from a dusty shelf at Tuesday Morning. The colors were fun, but the fabric was not the best. However the price, and the desire to buy fabric at the moment overtook me, and into my basket went this $5.00 bargain.
As is normal for me, the fabric was washed as soon as I got it home. And of course, it shrank, it raveled, and it revealed a fair amount of fading along the fold lines.
So, it was relegated to The Pile. I picked it up last weekend, when I needed something quilt-y to do at our Saturday meeting. Since I wasn’t planning on sewing yet (recovering from foot surgery), I needed a plan. I gathered a handful of books and grabbed that fabric.
I decided I would make a charity quilt with the fabric. Simple shapes, nothing with points that may not take well to the quality of material, and of course, I didn’t want it to end up as another UFO, so it needed to be a day project.
in Karen Snyder’s book Fat Quarter Fun.
I knew immediately upon seeing it that it satisfied the criteria I had established. I also knew that the pattern was very much going to be about inspiration and very little about following the directions. Instead of the same color background, I chose the ‘almost’ solids. I knew I wouldn’t be able to replicate the tessellation perfectly because of that, so I planned to use a fabric to separate the rows.
This is a nice baby sized quilt. 7 fat quarters! One afternoon!
All gung-ho at the end of December, raring to go, resolutions in hand, and then…
A month, one 12th of the year, is almost gone, and yet…
That …. pretty much sums up January, and I don’t quite know WHY.
MOTION is my word of the year, and I HAVE gotten out and walked (after forcing myself out of bed in the mornings; the direct result of staying up too late re-reading the Outlander series ) ….the running part of motion seems to be eliminated because my knees protested too much, but I am going to need to do a LOT more walking to be ready for the 10K….
I DID make it to both quilt meetings I had on my calendar, but I DIDN’T remember to get any art into the PRAC show…
I HAVE sorted through 2300 digi images of the Year on the Appomattox and culled to 1300…
And so far, for my organization and decluttering project, I have cleaned out ONE closet.
Can’t even blame it on the weather, because we are on day 6 in a row of over 60 degrees, we *may* have seen 20 minutes of sleet one night….
I have to get my arse in gear, don’t I?
So, I’ve joined the CEO challenge at Quilting Adventures.
Sometime in the next 6 months, THESE six quilts are to be finished.
This will dent my quilt pile of UFO’s not the slightest, sad to say. And the desire to work on these will more than likely be overtaken by new projects, and other things as well….
But, little steps. Something has to get me out of the January doldrums!