Happy Halloween,
The color here is beautiful, but it will be raining this evening with lots of wind. Not great weather for the little costumed children and I am sure it will change our landscape.
I have had a good week. I went down to Millport last Friday to spend a day playing at Regina’s studio.
Liz is holding up one of Regina’s new tops. I am so happy to she her cutting up her fabric. Regina printed all the fabrics.
I also spent an afternoon with Tanya this week. She is doing eco -dyeing with silk. This is her beautiful stash so far. She is experimenting and exploring.
I did a trunks show for the Mohawk Valley Quilters this week too. It was fun preparing for that as I try to approach each talk with a little bit different slant. I discover something about myself with each talk too. I still need to put away some of the work.
The wool units are all stitched and they needed a good foundation to show them off. So I spent a lot of time this week building up a base.
It is made from layers of organza in earth tones that I quilted in place. I will pin the rounds in place next and stitch them down.
Applique- small god I have finally started working away on this piece. I think I did the original drawing over a year ago. The beautiful woven red piece from Guatemala that Sharron gave me, was what I needed to get moving I guess. The pattern is enlarged and I am cutting out the units to applique down now.
Jumping Off Place I did more hand work on this piece this week. It has not gotten any attention in a while, but now it is the top of the pile of hand projects.
Childhood Memories- Kindergarten
I started my school career when we lived in Columbus Junction. It was all day Kindergarten that I attended along with lots of other excited young people. I remember the first day of school where I wore a red buffalo check gamin dress that Grandmother Ester had made for me. I was so prod. There were three girls in the class with Carolyn for first names. Carolyn Reed, Carolyn Woods and Carolyn Hall, but I was the only Carol. There was a big calendar in the front of the room and every day we gathered around it to select a symbol of the weather- clouds, rain, snow, a smiling sun ect to put on the correct day. We learned the days of the weeks an the months of the year. There was nap time after lunch and if you had earned the privilege you got to spread your rug under the grand pinto on near the windows . I only remember getting that pleasure once. Art class was in the afternoon with Miss Clark just before we went home. I remember cutting out Jack-o-lanterns from orange construction paper and cutting very small triangles out for eyes. Then on the back we put a button under a soda bottle cap that we taped down behind those cut out triangles so the buttons would move if you shook the paper pumpkin.
In the spring we took a field trip. We walked around to the back of the school and carefully took a set of steep wooden switch back stairs down the long hill to the road. We then crossed the main street and walked on down the hill downtown into the Dr’s office. There we each got a Polio Shot. The needle looked huge to my young eyes. I did not cry but many did. Mom had taken me to visit an acquaintance of one of the folks she knew. They had a daughter. The girl was 8 and confined to an iron lung. It filled the room and she was never going to leave that huge, noisy mechanical tube for the rest of her life. She could talk, eat and turn her head , but that was all the movement she knew. I learned then that I would do just about anything not to have that be my fate. I am glad that the disease is almost a thing of the past now.
Keep Creating
Carol