Archive for August, 2014

new work…defining moments

Thursday, August 21st, 2014

I have made several online references lately about a large new series. This is a collaborative project that requires I design 25 large pieces in three years time. We are now in August of the first year! My husband keeps reminding me that the clock is ticking and what pressure I have put on myself, but I am loving the challenge and nose is to the grindstone.

Today I took another step in the eating of this elephant and put up the Defining Moments page on my website showing the first two completed pieces, which are about my maternal and paternal grandparents. I am currently stitching #3 which is about my parents and just this week prepped the fabric for #4 to begin soon. By prepping I mean that I wrote the story, created a screen, discharged dye, then painted with same screen onto the cloth.

These stories serve as the background for the series. They are semi-legible which gives the cloth and the piece a lot of depth. I’ve already discerned that the only way to do 25 in three years time is to keep moving, to start the design of the subsequent while working on the current piece.

Early this year I sewed several long strips of scraps together which have become the symbolic crosses in the first 4 pieces. Both sets of grandparents practiced devout faith and these rugged crosses made of scraps also seemed the perfect delineation between the men and the women.

Someone who recently saw the work asked why the crosses were skewed? My answer? Because I could make them that way! Lord knows, no pun intended, we need not be literal in every interpretation of our work.

I am learning so much already from this series. I’ve remembered stories from my childhood long forgotten. I learned that bigger is not necessarily better, especially when trying to cram that big boy under the needle to stitch. And I learned that with both sets of my grandparents, my parents and my own husband & I that we all had contrasting backgrounds. Opposites do attract.

got strips?

 

everyone has something…

Tuesday, August 12th, 2014

On Sunday hubs and I drove to San Jose for the opening reception of “Forming Our Lives”, a 3-woman exhibit at the San Jose Museum of Quilts & Textiles. My contribution to this show is five pieces from my Tall Girl Series: A Body of Work which best conveyed the gist of my story.

A while ago I felt I was through showing this work. It had served its purpose in allowing me to grieve my lost body parts, the barbarism and the ongoing effects on my mobility and stamina. For me, the story simply became it is what it is, something I live with daily but rarely talk about anymore. The healing aspect of this work is complete for me. And yet opportunities continue to present themselves to showcase my story. This left me torn between trotting out old news vs. making an impact through storytelling. Now I realize the former has led to the latter.

Every one of us has a story which is what the Tall Girl Series continues to remind me. By outing my story I am encouraging others ‘permission’ to tell theirs.

At Sunday’s reception two of those seeking permission appeared. The first was a lovely woman who asked me several questions about why I decided to tell this story and also mentioning my courage in doing so. Through telling my story I’ve learned that those who mention my courage also have it themselves. The courageous recognize it in others! When I told her that I continue to show this work to encourage others to tell their own story, her eyes welled up. And I knew in that very moment I had given her permission to tell hers.

Then there was a petite Asian man who read the statements, examined the work, walked over and said…”people always ask me where I am from?” And there it was again…a seeker. Some one who got it! Everyone does have something, everyone has a story. And yet so few allow themselves to feel it, to experience it, to well up over it.

The Tall Girl Series…the gift that keeps on giving!