TYOM W8 23 November 2021

I am struck by the transition from death to life to death and how often that is repeated in each of my living moments. Completed a quilt for the baby of a beautiful person in my life, who encourages me to "go for it" and trust myself. Having someone believe in me - the treasured gift of her friendship. My brother is dying. It wasn't meant to be like this, finding then losing a treasure. The sadness is a pain that can break you open to love and life. Not easy or comfortable and that's ok.

For no reason at all, I ordered Tasmanian leatherwood honey and sat licking a lightly coated teaspoon trying to hold the memory of the aftertaste for as many moments as it took to fade. Joyful moments.

Mark-making, sketching and drawing everyday - a small and important commitment to keeping the creative burners on low whenever I'm in the white space between endeavours. The drawing helps develop a new totem / symbol - I've shed the grevillea robusta leaf for something more akin to the new life ahead - learning to draw the lines, really see the tonal changes, deconstruct the elements and put them back together again (like the Villeroy and Boch tableware "It's My Match" set). Oh, a new dinner set to take us through the next part of our lives, aptly named Blossom, Leaf and Uni. Of course they are.

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The peaceful rhythm of quilting

Three or four hundred upper thread and bobbin changes over the past four weeks. There's a textural effect I'm trying to create with the quilting - that compliments the imperfect shapes of the pieced fabrics. Something akin to wabi, sabi and shibui. The infinite ways that dense, linear quilting can be used to create story are coming to life, one piece at a time. Sometimes barely visible, sometimes contrasting. There is an uneven fullness in the seams that help create miniscule bumps at the end of each line. There are also the seamless directional changes absorbed into the looser weave of some fabrics. Every change and every bobbin. Testing tensions, adjusting for the different threads as each shape submits to the process. It is a peace-filled activity, permanently set up so I can work for several minutes at a time. Never wasting moments. I get immersed in the meditative quality of the quilting and thinking only about the stitch. Some of the combinations I use: using the same ...

Carvings and the meaning of life

Carving a new print is relaxing but requires full mental presence and even more patience. A rushed cut or slip results in nothing printable at all. The grevillea leaf is one of my favourites. Spiked points and gentle curves mean it can carry many meanings in an art work. It can speak to nature, trees, the outdoors, Australian native plants at a very obvious level. It can also carry deeper meanings about our lived experiences. This one is carved in soft plastic - which generally works better than lino on fabrics. It has a little more give and manages to get the full print onto the substrate whereas sometimes the linocut version leaves an imperfect mark. Getting to the final carving is an evolving process. Then there are test prints on paper, choosing paint, ink or decolourant (dye stripper) and how that works (or doesn't work) with a particular project. Sometimes I will use discharge paste and strip out the dye before offset and overprinting with ink. This gives t...

TYOM W1 5 October 2021

Midnight came and went. Seven more hours of suffering before we go to hospital and that was probably the best birthday decision of all. Turning 60 in the ER. Another 4 days before I am home and the positive takeaway is there WAS a stone blocking the duct to the liver, and it WAS the cause of me turning yellow. It WAS NOT copious, continuous comsumption of champagne. They had landed that one on me 8 weeks previously, and I obediently and conscientiously avoided said champagne for almost 7 weeks until the weekend immediately prior to TYOM. So there WAS a bottle of Dom Perignon 2010 consumed between four of us - deliciously sipped down to the last drop. It WAS true the pain started sometime in the next 24 hours and truer that I thought this was the end my relationship with champagne. How blessed to be wrong. They had managed to rule out all forms of known hepatitis, some novel considerations including HIV, drug use in my younger years, clots in one or more vital organs, a...

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