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The Three Broomsticks

The Three Broomsticks

Work in Progress
That is half of a vest that probably never dreamed it would first ever be cut in half and second it would ever become an art quilt.
The other half of that vest can be seen here> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zadx3X_8hUY&list=UUaqZaV7Urz3RrV5hdgwmqQw

Work in Progress

That is half of a vest that probably never dreamed it would first ever be cut in half and second it would ever become an art quilt.

The other half of that vest can be seen here> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zadx3X_8hUY&list=UUaqZaV7Urz3RrV5hdgwmqQw

The thing about adulting is that you have to, like, Trust the world with so much stuff. Money, safety, security. Like, I would like for my identity to not be stolen and to not be t-boned by a semi truck that decided to run its red light, and I would really Really like to not be kidnapped raped and disfigured by crazy hill people.

I have these wants. But I cannot achieve them for myself. I can save money, but I have to trust that someone out in the world will NOT decided to steal it all. I can drive super safe and be really observant and lock my doors and carry pepper spray and know karate. But my alertness might not be enough to counter some one else’s carelessness.

That kind of trust is scary. Because the world more often proves that it should Not be trusted.

And I don’t want to play the Adult game. The Get-A-Credit-Card-And-A-Job-You-Hate-To-Pay-Off-The-Crippling-Debt-Of-The-House-You-Can’t-Afford Game. No.┬áJust, no.

My quilt won an Honorable Mention at the County Fair!Yay!
"Getting Pretty"

My quilt won an Honorable Mention at the County Fair!
Yay!

"Getting Pretty"

Dream:
At first I was trying to help a small child hide in a changing stall. I covered her with towels so she just looked like a pile, then uselessly threw the last remaining towel on myself. There were many others in other changing stalls doing the same thing, trying to hide. We all got really quiet.

Then Voldemort walks in, goes right to the back of the room, and opens my stall. Though I know he’s looking for me, he acts surprised to find me there, knows me by name, and starts talking about how useless it is to resist him. At first I don’t move, but then I slide the towel off my head and just stare at him blankly. Luckily, he doesn’t kill me there. He wants the pleasure to kill me in battle. Yay.

Then he leaves and I wait a moment. I check that the girl is safe, then get up and go outside. We’re at this weird college-esque facility, with common areas and dorm rooms. Definitely not Hogwarts - it’s all concrete buildings and florescent lights.

Harry Potter is having a strategy meeting in one of the empty rooms near the gym, and on my way there I see that Voldemort has teamed up with Loki, and that Loki is terrorizing the bystanders who haven’t started hiding yet.

Before I make it to the meeting with Harry, I go off and try to find Thor. It takes some convincing to get him to agree to help us, even though his brother is being a menace and that’s usually why he comes to Earth.

I lead Thor to the strategy meeting with Harry and get to introduce them. It’s really weird. Then there’s a bunch of noise outside. Turns out Loki has been rounding people up, putting them into the large pool, and freezing them.

So I sneak to the edge of the pool and pull out my wand and start thawing people. I don’t get to finish my task before Loki spots me, and I run while he chases. I go into the theater building I guess, and run down the hall with Loki in pursuit. I turn a corner, and the hall ends in a doorway right in front of me, and another doorway to my left - this door stands open. I go to the doors directly in front of me and push them open, but I don’t go into the dark room beyond. Instead, I sneak quietly into the side room and hide behind the open door.

Loki falls for it, at first. He goes to the door at the end of the hall, where he thinks I’ve gone. But he quickly comes out again. Then he comes into the room in which I’m hiding. There are no other doors from this room, and the windows are high up along the wall. He turns to leave again, but pauses in the doorway and slowly leans back. Through the gap between the door and the frame, he spots me hiding behind the door.

Then I wake up.

Exciting as it sounds, this dream did not make for very restful sleep.

I posted awhile ago that I made these little tea books with tea dyed paper and tea packaging covers.
Anyway, they’re for sale now.
https://www.etsy.com/listing/194878360/tea-time-pocket-book?

I posted awhile ago that I made these little tea books with tea dyed paper and tea packaging covers.

Anyway, they’re for sale now.

https://www.etsy.com/listing/194878360/tea-time-pocket-book?

I grew a bearded iris in a small pot. It bloomed for a day then withered.
I’m told this is normal (and not my fault for keeping it dwarfed)..?
It’s still alive though.

I grew a bearded iris in a small pot. It bloomed for a day then withered.

I’m told this is normal (and not my fault for keeping it dwarfed)..?

It’s still alive though.

"Dear Virginia,  It is with indescribable joy that I accept your gift. It is indeed testimony to the beauty that exists in all creation, but perhaps nowhere more than in a young girl’s heart.”

"Dear Virginia,

It is with indescribable joy that I accept your gift. It is indeed testimony to the beauty that exists in all creation, but perhaps nowhere more than in a young girl’s heart.”


"The Emerald Thief" is a quilt I’m working on at the moment. I was actually quilting the background while watching The Art Assignment "Off".
After the episode finished I looked down at my work and saw my work looking back at me from the reflection on the face of my sewing machine.
I tried to get a component of the sewing machine into the shot to show what my reflective surface was, the gap shown is where the thread goes - the 2 and U-shaped arrow are instructions showing how to thread the machine.
I often think of ways I can portray an Art Assignment with quilting, which is my chosen medium, and I’m glad I was finally able to participate. Though I have many ideas for other Assignments, I have not yet carried them out. This hopes to be the first of many.

[Title: Reflection of The Emerald Thief; response to The Art Assignment Episode 9; Blog name and fem. pronouns preferred.]

"The Emerald Thief" is a quilt I’m working on at the moment. I was actually quilting the background while watching The Art Assignment "Off".

After the episode finished I looked down at my work and saw my work looking back at me from the reflection on the face of my sewing machine.

I tried to get a component of the sewing machine into the shot to show what my reflective surface was, the gap shown is where the thread goes - the 2 and U-shaped arrow are instructions showing how to thread the machine.

I often think of ways I can portray an Art Assignment with quilting, which is my chosen medium, and I’m glad I was finally able to participate. Though I have many ideas for other Assignments, I have not yet carried them out. This hopes to be the first of many.

[Title: Reflection of The Emerald Thief; response to The Art Assignment Episode 9; Blog name and fem. pronouns preferred.]

The Three Broomsticks

The Three Broomsticks

Work in Progress
That is half of a vest that probably never dreamed it would first ever be cut in half and second it would ever become an art quilt.
The other half of that vest can be seen here> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zadx3X_8hUY&list=UUaqZaV7Urz3RrV5hdgwmqQw

Work in Progress

That is half of a vest that probably never dreamed it would first ever be cut in half and second it would ever become an art quilt.

The other half of that vest can be seen here> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zadx3X_8hUY&list=UUaqZaV7Urz3RrV5hdgwmqQw

The thing about adulting is that you have to, like, Trust the world with so much stuff. Money, safety, security. Like, I would like for my identity to not be stolen and to not be t-boned by a semi truck that decided to run its red light, and I would really Really like to not be kidnapped raped and disfigured by crazy hill people.

I have these wants. But I cannot achieve them for myself. I can save money, but I have to trust that someone out in the world will NOT decided to steal it all. I can drive super safe and be really observant and lock my doors and carry pepper spray and know karate. But my alertness might not be enough to counter some one else’s carelessness.

That kind of trust is scary. Because the world more often proves that it should Not be trusted.

And I don’t want to play the Adult game. The Get-A-Credit-Card-And-A-Job-You-Hate-To-Pay-Off-The-Crippling-Debt-Of-The-House-You-Can’t-Afford Game. No.┬áJust, no.

My quilt won an Honorable Mention at the County Fair!Yay!
"Getting Pretty"

My quilt won an Honorable Mention at the County Fair!
Yay!

"Getting Pretty"

Dream:
At first I was trying to help a small child hide in a changing stall. I covered her with towels so she just looked like a pile, then uselessly threw the last remaining towel on myself. There were many others in other changing stalls doing the same thing, trying to hide. We all got really quiet.

Then Voldemort walks in, goes right to the back of the room, and opens my stall. Though I know he’s looking for me, he acts surprised to find me there, knows me by name, and starts talking about how useless it is to resist him. At first I don’t move, but then I slide the towel off my head and just stare at him blankly. Luckily, he doesn’t kill me there. He wants the pleasure to kill me in battle. Yay.

Then he leaves and I wait a moment. I check that the girl is safe, then get up and go outside. We’re at this weird college-esque facility, with common areas and dorm rooms. Definitely not Hogwarts - it’s all concrete buildings and florescent lights.

Harry Potter is having a strategy meeting in one of the empty rooms near the gym, and on my way there I see that Voldemort has teamed up with Loki, and that Loki is terrorizing the bystanders who haven’t started hiding yet.

Before I make it to the meeting with Harry, I go off and try to find Thor. It takes some convincing to get him to agree to help us, even though his brother is being a menace and that’s usually why he comes to Earth.

I lead Thor to the strategy meeting with Harry and get to introduce them. It’s really weird. Then there’s a bunch of noise outside. Turns out Loki has been rounding people up, putting them into the large pool, and freezing them.

So I sneak to the edge of the pool and pull out my wand and start thawing people. I don’t get to finish my task before Loki spots me, and I run while he chases. I go into the theater building I guess, and run down the hall with Loki in pursuit. I turn a corner, and the hall ends in a doorway right in front of me, and another doorway to my left - this door stands open. I go to the doors directly in front of me and push them open, but I don’t go into the dark room beyond. Instead, I sneak quietly into the side room and hide behind the open door.

Loki falls for it, at first. He goes to the door at the end of the hall, where he thinks I’ve gone. But he quickly comes out again. Then he comes into the room in which I’m hiding. There are no other doors from this room, and the windows are high up along the wall. He turns to leave again, but pauses in the doorway and slowly leans back. Through the gap between the door and the frame, he spots me hiding behind the door.

Then I wake up.

Exciting as it sounds, this dream did not make for very restful sleep.

I posted awhile ago that I made these little tea books with tea dyed paper and tea packaging covers.
Anyway, they’re for sale now.
https://www.etsy.com/listing/194878360/tea-time-pocket-book?

I posted awhile ago that I made these little tea books with tea dyed paper and tea packaging covers.

Anyway, they’re for sale now.

https://www.etsy.com/listing/194878360/tea-time-pocket-book?

I grew a bearded iris in a small pot. It bloomed for a day then withered.
I’m told this is normal (and not my fault for keeping it dwarfed)..?
It’s still alive though.

I grew a bearded iris in a small pot. It bloomed for a day then withered.

I’m told this is normal (and not my fault for keeping it dwarfed)..?

It’s still alive though.

"Dear Virginia,  It is with indescribable joy that I accept your gift. It is indeed testimony to the beauty that exists in all creation, but perhaps nowhere more than in a young girl’s heart.”

"Dear Virginia,

It is with indescribable joy that I accept your gift. It is indeed testimony to the beauty that exists in all creation, but perhaps nowhere more than in a young girl’s heart.”


"The Emerald Thief" is a quilt I’m working on at the moment. I was actually quilting the background while watching The Art Assignment "Off".
After the episode finished I looked down at my work and saw my work looking back at me from the reflection on the face of my sewing machine.
I tried to get a component of the sewing machine into the shot to show what my reflective surface was, the gap shown is where the thread goes - the 2 and U-shaped arrow are instructions showing how to thread the machine.
I often think of ways I can portray an Art Assignment with quilting, which is my chosen medium, and I’m glad I was finally able to participate. Though I have many ideas for other Assignments, I have not yet carried them out. This hopes to be the first of many.

[Title: Reflection of The Emerald Thief; response to The Art Assignment Episode 9; Blog name and fem. pronouns preferred.]

"The Emerald Thief" is a quilt I’m working on at the moment. I was actually quilting the background while watching The Art Assignment "Off".

After the episode finished I looked down at my work and saw my work looking back at me from the reflection on the face of my sewing machine.

I tried to get a component of the sewing machine into the shot to show what my reflective surface was, the gap shown is where the thread goes - the 2 and U-shaped arrow are instructions showing how to thread the machine.

I often think of ways I can portray an Art Assignment with quilting, which is my chosen medium, and I’m glad I was finally able to participate. Though I have many ideas for other Assignments, I have not yet carried them out. This hopes to be the first of many.

[Title: Reflection of The Emerald Thief; response to The Art Assignment Episode 9; Blog name and fem. pronouns preferred.]

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