The seed of this piece was planted in January, when the Iranians shot down a Ukrainian passenger plane carrying mostly Canadians. Flight 752 was on its way to Europe; from there, these passengers could connect to flights home to Canada -- homes from coast to coast, including several from Alberta, the province in which I live.
Tussar silk fabric from MAIWA in Vancouver. I found a small package of wool batting and a piece of linen for the backing, on sale at a LQS. I had silk and cotton thread on hand.
And then it sat.
This often happens, because it takes some time for the "vision" I have in my head to work its way out. This can take weeks.
This time, this process was rudely interrupted by COVID-19. I went into a creative slump and couldn't produce anything original, let alone work out how I wanted to do this piece. I knew only that I wanted it to be whole cloth, and have images of candle flames, initially covered with the same number of flames as there were passengers and crew on board that tragic flight.
As COVID-19 continued to take its toll, I watched with increasing despair the short shrift it was being given by the U.S. government, even as our own federal government struggled and worked hard to forge a partnership with the provinces and they, in turn, with counties and municipalities, to keep abreast of it, and to deal with the economic fall-out as best as possible.
Then came the murder of Mr. Floyd, and the subsequent self examination of our own police forces, our own descent into racism over the centuries -- from when Canada was a British colony, which of course includes the horrific behaviour of colonization, and so it goes, down through time, as we work to realize, acknowledge, rectify, reconcile and make reparations.
And the evening I published my last post, I got a call from a friend of my son: he was in the hospital. He has mental health challenges that apparently were exacerbated into a full-blown "episode" -- by a prescription he was taking to help him stop smoking. Ten days of care, change of medication and psychiatric counsel -- and he was able to go home. I was unable to visit but we managed a phone call a few days before he was discharged, and we have connected online since. I am hopeful he will remain well, but it's not been an easy time, to say the least.
The result of all of this angst is And It's Only June: A Reflection on 2020
|35" W x 36" L|
Materials: fine hand-woven Tussar silk, linen,
silk and cotton thread
Machine quilted, whole cloth
The "borders" of the quilt contain these texts: 'COVID-19 Pandemic', 'Ukraine Flight 752',
'Black Lives Matter' and 'Murder, Missing Aboriginal Women & Girls'.
Here are some detailed shots:
|"Let there be light"|
|"Wash your hands"|
|Some of the quilting -- from the back.|
Candle flames -- or tears: your choice.
I'm not a skilled free-motion quilter. In fact, I don't really enjoy doing it. But try as I might to think of other ways to quilt this work -- including by hand -- it demanded FMQ. Sometimes you've just gotta do what the quilt wants you to do. It's far from perfect -- there are a couple of puckered places -- but I don't particularly care.
I used 3 colours of silk thread on the top because I didn't have enough of a single one of them to do it all. The back is quilted with cotton thread because the backing is linen, and the thread matched. The quilt is finished by folding the top over to the back and hand-stitching it down as a 'self-binding'.
I have no idea what I'll do with this piece, except that I know I'll show it at the Lacombe Art Show & Sale in April 2021, God willing. It's not going into a competition! (I admit I was originally enticed to enter it into SAQA's call for "Light the World", opening in the fall, but the techniques are just not perfect enough and I won't "fix" it -- or make another. This one's done.) Meanwhile, I'll store it flat and hope for the best.
All is not gloom and doom, however. I've had great joy from my garden...
|Pots of posies|
|Here comes the lettuce -- and a few Brussels sprouts...|
and maybe zucchini...
|First roses of the season|
And I have made more progress on the Toronto Sampler,
shown here before I began the last, deep section...
Meanwhile, the first of the June Socks from Stash Challenge socks is finished --
and I'm roaring down the foot of the second!
|"Broken Seed Stitch Socks"|
What with mowing The Estate, weeding the garden beds, cleaning out the eavestroughs and re-sealing around some of the vents on my roof...I am keeping fairly fit and focused. Almost all the stitching takes place in the Outdoor Studio, listening to the birds and the hum of other neighbours at their labours. This keeps me away from the computer; more especially, it keeps me away from bad news. We've had far too much of it -- and it's only June!
I'll leave you with a Happy Father's Day wish for those of you who have fathers or are fathers...and with a link to Nina Marie's Off the Wall Friday where this week...she's encouraging theft! 😉 Stealing like an artist, that is!
Wherever you are and whatever you're about this week, have a good one!