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I am listening to the silence lately and smiling at colors and talking
to brushes. I am drawing graceful lines and shapes and I fill them with
paint.
I am tuned in to the songs and lures of paint bottles, and
dwelling in marvelous names of hues: sage green, spa blue, desert
turquoise, berry red, wild iris, wisteria, golden straw, slate grey,
kings gold, harvest orange, royal violet. Aspen green, and meadow green, and old ivy. Bahama blue and dusty mauve, bay berry and belle blush, petunia purple,
orange sherbet, petal pink and pebble brook. French blue, pool blue and parrot blue, laguna, Indian turquoise, Italian turquoise, baby blue, chestnut and toffee and English mustard, kiwi and
citrus and many more - how could I resist? Rolling those words like candy and pralines on my tongue - royal
violet, belle blush, wisteria - I pray to the white canvas and beg it to
let me kindly cover it with the rainbow, and with smashing white and black sweet
little highlights.
Brand names like Americana, Apple Barrel, Folk Art
sound like music and are very pleasing. I am swimming in a
pool of happiness given to me by simple and readily obtainable and
affordable ingredients, and the modest but lovely and humorous outcome of my efforts
gives me satisfaction and causes me to feel good.
How did I
never pay attention to these tools till now? To the pens and markers,
to the paints, the paper, the canvas, the brushes? How is it possible I
never tried before to unlock their secrets and their bliss? Why was I always so afraid
of them? Never mind that now, they are here now, I have discovered them,
they are mine now! Yes! :-)
Oops!
Standing in line
"An artist that can draw flies is probably an artist that stinks! LOL!" Skye Taylor
(I learned a lot from him, thank you Skye)
We talked about lavender sachets and mohair fur and Steiff Teddybaers, my friend Dawn and I.
And I told her I have one - an old original
Steiff Teddybaer - and I promised her to photograph it, and she told me in
return she would love to see it!
Little did I know, that it would be so much fun to take pictures of this cute fellow!
This Teddy was given as a present to one of my daughters more than 40 years ago by my (late) sister. He is small, about 20cm high.
I crocheted the orange/green overall and sewed the patchwork vest at that time. Can you see the button in the ear? That was and is the trade mark of the original Steiff animals.
In the spring of 2013 it was 140 years since this unique invention, the Blue Jeans, was patented in America by the German immigrant merchant Levi Strauss and the tailor Jacob Davis. These robust trousers were first made from brown canvas for the gold miners of San Francisco. Soon after the canvas was replaced by blue colored strong denim, produced in the beginning in Nimes, France - the Blue Jeans was born. Rivets, the blue color and the orange/yellow stitching were characteristic features of Levis Jeans. However it took many years till the blue trousers turned into a cult. Rebellious youth in the 1950s, inspired by movie stars like Marlon Brando and James Dean, started to move the blue pants into the fashion world. Today they are an inseparable part of it.
Some weeks ago a boutique owner in Tel Aviv decided to alter his huge collection of unsold jeans by having the legs cut off and making them into shorts. To tell the story quick, I got the cut off legs, which had all the typical jeans colors, from dark, almost black, to hues of blue. Some were bleached, some torn, some wide, some narrow.
My first intent was to create bags from them (which surely I still will do), but I don't need a lot of fabric for bags, and there were so many legs! Then I remembered that I once saw quilted blankets with raw edged seams in a magazine which I liked very much. So I got the idea to transfer the denim legs into a patchwork quilt.
I also had a large amount of fleece remnants in many colors and decided to use them for the back to make the blanket warm and cozy.
I started to rip the legs apart and continued cutting squares from them. I sandwiched each denim square with a fleece patch and quilted an X on it, then sewed rows alternating the colors dark and light, and connected them. After the blanket was constructed I snipped the seam allowances in short intervals with sharp scissors, laundered the quilt in the washing machine and put it in the dryer. That caused the open seams to get all fluffy and made the blanket look wonderfully textured.
The double size quilt is a gift for my daughter-in-law, because first of all I love her and second, it was she who rescued the cut off legs and brought them to me. Now I still have so many left that I will make a smaller one for my grandson too.
Luna helped me with the photographing watching me carefully! :-) And I love her shadow and the reflection of the clouds on the car.
