Seven year old mantra

I recently unearthed something from August 2003. Something personal. I am sharing it with you.

An Artist's Affirmations, a poem & prayer

I will listen to my creative voice, act on my creative energy, nurture my artist.
I will let my creativity flourish.
I have not always
But I always will.

I will let my creativity lead me to forgiveness, to truth, to love,
To fulfilling my dreams and yearnings.
I have not always
But I always will.

I am strong enough, passionate enough, confident enough,
To step forward and step out.
I am learning how
So I will always be.

I am willing to take steps of passion, make a commitment
To create my own footprints.
I am willing now and
I will always be.

I will move toward my destiny one step at a time.
I am making progress now.
I am finding the way
I am compelled to go.

With my talents I will build a rich rewarding life.
I am creative. I am an artist.
I have always been.
I will always be.

I wrote the above to counterbalance the many issues and doubts that surfaced while working through Julia Cameron's An Artist's Way. The mantra still holds true today.

Clone me

Not a permanent doppelganger. Just a temporary replicant to pull out as needed. So I could be in two places at once. Or get twice as much done without a lot of instructions. Wouldn't that be great? She could do the more onerous tasks. But then maybe she'd be as onery and rebel.

I took advantage of Friday's health (as opposed to sick) day to start a new regimen and cleaned the refrigerator, cooktop, oven and hood. Part two of the kitchen next weekend. We'll see how long this lasts. If I only had a clone. But you really don't want to hear about housekeeping, do you?

Yes, some time in the studio too. My donation to the Alzheimer's Art Quilt Initiative is almost finished.

Almost ziplocked another project (started here) but stayed the course. The top is pieced! No silk purse, but a good one for testing FMQ skills. I promise a photo next week after my critique group meeting.

So I was a productive homebody. Let's have more 3-day weekends and more fun! Less production?!

Sometimes a great notion

Sometimes not.

An idea for curvilicious seams tested using print fabrics to reduce my stash.

Ugg! Blame fabric & color choices on poor studio lighting. Can't hurt to cut it up.

Restructuring on the design wall. Better but not great. Possible to make a silk purse out of a sow's ear?

Decompression Friday

Dog tired from the work week and home alone, I ate dinner in front of the tv. Wound embroidery floss around floss bobbins and re-ordered my solids fabric deck value scale back to hue groups. Decompression activities.

I did have one moment of creative productivity. Figured out quilting lines for the twisted log cabin for the Alzheimer's Art Quilt Initiative.

Made it to the camera repair shop Saturday. Wouldn't you know  - the camera's flash worked very ably there. It's still working now. Go figure.

Early howling

Thursday morning howling wind and rustling trees woke me up very early. In a few hours before heading off to work, I managed to

·    put away the remains of the twisted log cabin block (how do you handle all those bits & pieces - or do you?),

·    pin baste the twisted log cabin block, and

·    remove another project that wasn't going anywhere - bagged – or ziplocked, Colleen's great term).

It's a tough quest to keep my main work area fairly neat -  to get things off the worktable and to keep them off.  Always remainders and reminders left.

A workshop top on the design wall awaits pin basting. Out of the picture there's still a other stuff to sort through from my latest cleanup and reorganization binge. But maybe, just maybe, having work-able space I will be sane, focused and creative.

Twisted & girl-y

Camera is working but flash is not. The only way to take a photo is without the flash. Either a repair or a new camera is in my future. Hmm, which will it be? Meanwhile I'm making do without.

My fellow Quilt Therapists and I are make quilts for Ani Simm's Alzheimer's Art Quilt Initiative. Ahh, an opportunity to make something small and not too challenging.

My contribution: a twisted log cabin, 9" square and paper pieced. I wanted to try one. Thankfully only one. More would drive me bonkers.

Only top finished so far. So girl-y in pink and black. So not me. But someone may love it.