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College Life, Consider, Creative Strength Training, Explorations, Hand work, Pixies Group, Textile Artist Stitch Club

Summer Season

Hello,

I hope everyone is enjoying the season.  I am just home from my daily walk and I enjoyed the sun, sky and the green world.   Our  block party was on the week end and it was great to reconnect with the folks who live around me.  Several folks know us by seeing us walking by.  This week was the end of the month and there were fewer meetings.  I did meet with the Pixies and Textile Artists Stitch club had a new assignment so I was still busy.    I did work on  both of the pieces that I started using the hand as the beginning.

This work,  Reaching Up  is       2535443543o  X 23432439u .  I need to finish stitching on the sleeve but that is all that remains for completion here.

The second one,  Reaching Out, is all stitched together and now needs a boarder and the rest of the finish work. 

I have enjoyed using wool as the primary element in these two works.

 

 

 

 

Progress Report: Against the Wind

I have now layered and pin basted this work.  I hope to begin the “wind” quilting later today.

 

 Handwork Top     I have now assembled all the parts for this work and added boarders.  I need to do the pin basing and quilting on this one as well.

 

Consider  I started this work last week in response to Jane Dunnewold’s  challenge to do a work using complementary color combinations.  I mixed this idea with the exploration of the some of  suggested  piecing processes in Irene Roderick’s book “Improv Quilting. ”   I had fun and plan to to the other two complementary color combos and explore more of the suggested techniques.

New Daily Practice   I decided to challenge myself to do some hand work were I add unusual objects to the surface of some of the stained old family fabrics I have an abundance of .   This is painted and melted Tyveck with part of an old hat vail.

 

This is the last of my childhood series.  I think changing my name from Carol McElhinney, my birth name to Carol Boyer is a good marker for the end of childhood.  Susan challenged us to do this project in April of 2019 and all the other participants have long dropped away, but I am glad I did it.  There have been 162  entries.  It has been a good journey and I look forward to a new project that will engage me as much as this one has.

College Life – Wedding Day

June 7, 1969, finally arrived. I was more scared than excited. I was full of doubt, but Eric came up stairs and talked with me about my fears. I will admit I was ready to run away from the whole event, but he assured me that we would be fine and it would all work out. Then it was off to Brook Drive and my old home. The house was full of family all excitedly preparing for the church. The Dean boys seemed to be every where, helping with everything. It was my last time in my old bedroom as Carol McElhinney. That was my thought as I put on my gown. Carrying the veil, I got in the car with Mom, Dad, and Gene and we drove to the church. Kelly looked so cute in her white dress, with her new pixie hair cut and the little basket of flowers. Tracy, wearing a dress with a matching coat, was tending the wedding book at the door to the chapel. She was laughing as usual. I went into the prep room and Mom helped me with the veil and someone handed me the beautiful yellow flowers. Margaret and Ellie filed into the sanctuary followed by Kelly and Scott. Then I heard Larry’s beautiful voice singing “What is a Youth?” He was followed by the recorded entry music, Purcell’s Trumpet Voluntary, which Larry had selected. Dad took my arm and told me I looked beautiful as we walked down the aisle toward Eric, Dean, and Gene. I only had eyes for Eric and the beautiful green of the woods behind him.

It got quiet as Reverend O’Kelly started the service. Folks told me later that I was so quiet in my responses to his questions that they could not hear a thing. Eric did and that was the only thing that was important to me. It was time for the rings and Scott passed them to us. I jammed the ring on Eric’s finger when he presented it to me. “I pronounce you Husband and Wife.” We kissed each other, turned, the wedding march started, and we hurried down the isle out into the lobby. Eric dropped my hand and ran to the bathroom. I turned a little panicked to see Mom and Dad coming out and seeing me standing alone both had expressions of inquiry on their faces. That uncertainly did not last long as Eric re appeared. It seems he had stuck out his right hand and I had forced the ring onto the correct finger of the wrong. A little soap and things were fixed. “I hope its still official!” Eric said.

The rest of the reception, in the education hall of the church, was a blur of happy faces, hugs, and words of congratulation. Punch was served along with wedding cake, of course. Eric and I then opened some gifts. I don’t remember most of them, but I do recall being a little embarrassed by Eric’s joke about a cut silver waste basket and matching tissue box from Aunt Margaret. There were also red pots and pans that lasted years. Eric and I went off to the chapel for pictures and then we both changed for our trip north. Folks threw rice as we went to the car and drove away, heading to Holland, Michigan, for our weekend Honeymoon. I was excited, but I don’t recall too much except we went swimming in the hotel pool after dark one night. At one of the little shops in town, I did purchase a little pair of wooden shoes that I still have. Sunday and it was time to start for home. We took some back roads and had to make a stop just after crossing back into Indiana. There was a turtle crossing the road. We picked him up and took him to the side before continuing our journey home. Monday was the start of summer school for both of us, and the start of our life together. Reverend O’Kelly had told us to check with the court house to make sure the marriage licence got filed properly. We never did. “It’s our escape clause,” Eric said. The event must have been a good take, since fifty-three years, one child, two dogs, a bunch of cats, four moves, and several college degrees later, we’re still together.

I hope everyone continues to enjoy the season.

Keep playing

Carol

 

Childhood Memories, College Life, Creative Strength Training, Dancing, FAD (Fiber Art Dames), Fiber Artist Stitch Club, Pixies Group

Summer is Here

Hello,

  Summer solstice was Tue and now we are officially into the  summer season.   That also seems to mean more and more out side activates.    I found I did not have much time in the studio this week and next week looks the same.  The yard gets more attention for one thing and I love it.  I have lots of flowers blooming and the world is full  of greens.    I have also been to lots of picknicks lately.  We had a big Birthday party on Sat and we will have a second family event in two weeks to celebrate the July birthdays.

I did attend a FAD meeting this week and got some help with a few works that I had questions about as well as enjoying the socialization.   The Pixies had a video meeting on Wed and we had a good time sharing our works.  The project for the Textile Artist Stich club is coming along.   I am starting to really fill in the spaces now.

I also put in some time on the second hand piece.   I tried to create a totally different feel for the hand surround.

 

 

My other activity this week was to start summer dyeing with Liz.   We spent one day checking and cleaning out old dyes  and one day dyeing.   I am in the wash out step now.

Progress Report:  Dancing This work is  31.5″ w X 39.5″ h.    I started this work at my friend Sharron’s a few weeks ago.   All the figures are hand drawn from photos of ballet dancers.

 

 

This close up is of the big figures hands on the  right side of the quilt.

I enjoyed the process, but at this time I do not  have any ideas of new directions to follow.

Against the Wind   I am now in the process of building a  free piecing background for the birds of this project.   It takes a lot of looking and thinking to do  this, almost more then doing the birds.

New Work   I got a new book last week  that  is  authored  by  an  artist  I have  long  admired.   Irene Roderick has had many works in Quilts =Art=Quilts so I have had the opportunity to study her work, but the book sure makes it easier to follow her thinking.    I  now  in the process of doing some of  the exercises she suggests.    They are techniques I am familiar with, but my goal is different this time. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

College Memories Spring 1969

March was the beginning of spring term and Eric and I decided to get married at the end of the quarter. So it was a whirl wind of activity for both of us. He would be graduating at the end of summer school, and I would take classes and then only have my student teaching to complete my degree. My most rigorous class that term was Comparative Religions. I did not know a thing about Hinduism, Buddhism or Islam, so I learned a lot. The class I enjoyed the most was Sound and Light, a class designed especially for Art and Music majors. There were lots of experiments and the teacher explained things well. I got an A in that one. My three art classes were Sculpture II and two night classes. Tuesday was Nude Drawing. We started out each evening with short two- and three-minute drawings. The posing time expanded gradually ending with and hour and a half at the end of the evening. I filled several big news print pads and they are still in my portfolio. My other night class was Ceramics III, on Thursday. That class was lots of exploring of mixing glazes, so I did lots of throwing that term to have work to experiment on. It was fun. With Eric around it was back to lots of movies. I remember seeing Flower Drum Song and really liking it as I had listened to Mom’s record for years. Among the other movies we watched on campus were Chalk Garden , Gypsy, East of Eden and Friendly Persuasion. We went downtown to see the big his of that spring, Zeffirelli’s Romeo and Juliet. Bill Cosby also entertained us that spring in Emens Auditorium. We had seats in the second row and enjoyed ourselves very much.

I spent a lot of time at home that term sewing. First I made my wedding dress. It was white full length silk with woven diamond pattern in organza on top. I then made two bride’s maid’s dresses, a blue and white stripe with little flowers woven into the blue. They were for Ellie and Margaret. Last I made a little white dress in the same weave pattern for Kelly, who was to be my flower girl. Eric’s youngest brother, Scott, was the ring barer and he wore a suit like Eric. Dean would be the best man accompanied by Gene. Larry spent the spring transcribing “What is a Youth” from the Romeo and Juliet record album, as there was no sheet music available yet. Later, Larry would it at the ceremony while a fellow music major accompanied him on the piano. There were so many preparations and details to attend to I felt like I was always moving. We tried to keep the costs down and I do remember thinking that $70.00 for flowers see like a huge sum. I did have a wedding portrait taken and it appeared in the paper. We wanted to have the wedding ceremony in the Unitarian-Universalist Church–it had such a glorious setting with a glass wall that looked out into a green wood behind the front of the sanctuary. Eric and I had to attend several marriage counseling sessions with Dr. Kelly, too. It must have taken, as we celebrated anniversary number 53 on June 7 this year (2022). Finals arrived and were taken, the last being June 4–three days before the wedding. All the family was there, of course. Dad had set up for all of my extended family to stay at one of the conference centers that Ball State owned near by. Eric’s father opted for the local Holiday Inn for his half of the family. Eric and I had decided to rent the upstairs apartment from Mom and Pappa Mayor for the summer and I moved in after the final exam. We had our rehearsal and it went well. Afterward, Bob, Eric’s dad took us all to dinner.

Keep Creating ,

Carol

Bacteria Dreaming, College Life, Creative Strength Training, Hand work, Textile Artist Stitch Club

June 2022

Hello,

We are really feeling the warmth of summer this week.   I am working away in my studio as usual. Creative Strength Training offered a nice little challenge this week.  Kathy G asked for folks to contribute 6″ squares of empty bowls for her Cry of the Poor project.   I did two little pieces for her.

I am feeling much better about my project for Textile Artist Stitch Club now that I have done some real building up of the surface.   This project really reinforced my feelings of building work based on how it is looking as apposed to drawing it all out before hand.

 

 

Progress Report: Bacteria Dreaming   This project is 21″w X 30″h.   I actually had a dream about the colors for this work.    The base is linen that I was given to me by my friend Susan.

 

 

I hand dyed and printed the lighter fabric and then did hand stitching for the rest of the project.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Against the Wind   I continue to build this work.  I love the process, but it is very slow.  All the birds are built now and I am only building the background.

College Life :Winter 1968-1969

On December 1, Eric proposed by asking me,“ When do you want to get married?” I was thrilled and we talked of several dates. He asked me to keep it a secret, since he could not afford a ring. He did have a plan, however. Grandmother Butter had made a deal with him that she would give him $1,000 if he did not smoke or drink until after he graduated from college. So he and Larry went to Indianapolis and persuaded her to give him the money early and then he went out and got a diamond for me. (The ring probably cost a tenth of that.) That was December 5, and I was so surprised and thrilled! We went directly to show off my “ Star of David,” as I called it, to my parents. Eric told me I floated to the front door. Mom and Dad were both pleased, too. Mom quickly went off to her desk where she pulled out a sealed envelope labeled “Prediction Letter.” It was dated August 25, 1967, and inside was a note in which she predicted that I would marry Eric in two years. My girl friends threw me a bridal shower with a white umbrella and pink flowers before the end of the month.

Eric was around for the first week of the winter term. Then he was off to South Bend and his student teaching. I worked hard on losing weight and was fairly successful that quarter. I did most of my social life with the gals in the house and put a lot of time in on my classes. One class was Ceramics II, in which learned to “throw” pots. To make a satisfactory pot and be able to fire any thing one had to throw a perfect ten-inch cylinder. When I thought I had achieved even walls and the ten inches, Dr. Reichel would test it by using a wire to cut the pot in half. If you passed, then you could throw pots to finish. I was not successful until the last week of the term. But I can still throw a perfect pot today. Art History III was my academic class, and I did the best that term as the art was more contemporary and I found that more to my liking. My physical education class was Judo. It was great fun. I still remember the teacher telling us to avoid physical action if possible and if one was attacked unexpectedly, that kicking your attacker in the shins always allowed one a chance to run away. Metal Sculpture was my last class. I enjoyed that class too. I got to be good friends with our model for the stretched lead project. Her boy friend purchased my work of her and that was my first art sale.

At the end of the term Eric and I went to our one and only live concert, a Glenn Yarbrough concert at Butler University in Indianapolis. I had most of his records and several of the poetry books that he read from, so I really enjoyed the evening.

Enjoy Summer and keep Creating

Carol

Bacteria Dreaming, Blue on Blue, College Life, Creative Strength Training, Dancers, Drawing, Fiber Artist Stitch Club, Hand work, Machine Drawing, People, Quilt Exploration Group (QuEGs), Total Loss

New Ideas

Hello,

My good friend Robert sent me mushrooms to grow  and I am delighted with them.  They are editable and ready now to harvest.   Great fun.

 

 

 

 

It’s the beginning on the month and I had lots of meetings this week.  QuEG’s and Diva’s meant on Tuesday.  Noel did a great demo on how to take better photos  and I learned a few new tricks.

 

 

 

There was also a new approach presented for Textile Artist Stitch Club by artist Sabine Kamer.   I am enjoying her unique approach  so I have started two.

 

 

 

My friend Ginny also gave me an old textile of wool that is in such bad shape that it can not all be saved.   After applying fusible interfacing  to the back so the fabric would not fray any more I cut the  hands  from  it.   They both need lots more stitch work.

 

 

There was also work to do for Creative Strength Training.     One of our assignment was to make a color wheel and then right around it our responses to each color.

 

A second assignment was to do an abstract from a free thought line work.

 

 

Progress Report: Total Loss   This work is done now and it is 34.25″ w X 41.5″ t.    I enjoyed doing the work although the subject is a little grim.

I used  silk papers and the organza I had painted in this work.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Blue on Blue  This work also got completed this week.  It is 19″ w X 25″ t.    The circles are the liner caps from  peanuts and medicine bottles.

 

 

 

 

The background was preprinted fabric.

 

 

 

 

 

Bacteria Dreaming  This has become my daily practice piece for the time being.  I can’t seem to find a new thing at the moment.  The little circles are rubber washers that I collected at some point in the past.

 

 

 

Dancers   All the blocks are assembled and quilted now.  I need to think about what images I want to add on top and from what material they will be made.

 

 

 

College Life- Fall 1968

I am not sure how I came to the decision, but for the fall of 1968 I moved out of my family home into off campus student housing. The house was just a block away from campus and I loved it. It was a single family house that had been altered with an addition on the back. Two art friends, Ann and Susan, lived up stairs, along with Jeannie Priebe. Down stairs were a house parents’ section, a living room, and a shared kitchen. I was in the new wing on the back of the house, which had two baths and four rooms. My room had white walls and a red carpet. The other three rooms in my section changed occupants every quarter that year, so I did not get close to anyone, but it was still a good experience. The lesson I learned there was that I don’t like to eat alone, except for breakfast. Eric and Larry along with Eric Gerrard and Bill Bollinger lived across town in a house next door to the landlords, Mamma and Pappa Mayor. (That’s what we called them: he really was the mayor of Muncie!) While they lived there, Eric and I built two sets of pine bookshelves she–the first of our shared furniture. I still have one set in my studio today.

The quarter flew by. Eric and I continued our love of the movies and went to see Juliet of Spirits, The Fox and Henry the V, among other things. We cheered at lots of football games that fall as well. I did well with my grades that term and got A’s in Art Education and Educational Psychology. I got B’s in Sculpture, Art History 2 and Art in America class.

At the end of the quarter Eric went with the family to Iowa to meet the extended family. He was a big hit. Grandmother Esther like him and the Bright girls were all crazy about him. He did well with Mom’s family, too. I did suggest to him that Grandmother Rugh would likely ask him to choose the morning Bible reading. Forewarned, he had pre-selected a section from Ecclesiastes– “To every thing there is a season.” (Pete Seeger had turned that into a folk song, and currently a rock version was a big hit for the Byrds.) We think Grandmother was suspicious. He joined right in with the skeet shooting we did in Grandmother Ruth’s back yard that afternoon (though he couldn’t hit anything). That evening, he teased Tracy and me about our sore shoulders from the gun’s kickback, but the next day he was more sympathetic as he was a bit sore, too. Kelly started out thinking he was “weird,” but fell in love with him by the end of the visit.    I was glad that my family loved Eric as much as I did.

Keep Creating

Carol

 

 

 

College Life, Creative Strength Training, Daily Practice, Textile Artist Stitch Club

May Workings

Hello,

I hope that you are enjoying the seasonal changes.  I continue to see changes in the natural world every day and that delights me.

I worked hard on my pieces for Textile Artist Stitch Club  and finished my owl.  I think I will find ways to roll the fabric to couch down in future works.

 I also continue to work on the Life Time Line that I am doing for Creative Strength Training.    Each day I add a little more and fill in the gaps too.

Progress Report:   Trees in Spring  I did the painting on the canvas a long time ago  and wanted to do a little machine drawing this week,

 

Burn Out   This work is moving forward.  The lower trees are stitched down now and I ready to  begin the actual fire part now.

 

 

 

 

New Work    I have now built a new base for some hand work.   I want to continue my play with the addition of stuff and stitches to the surface.

 

 

 

 

Daily Practice    I should finish this work this evening.  Then I only have one more base to do the hand work on and I will be ready to assemble the quilt top.

 

College Life- More Camp

All summer long there were special event s every week. I remember “Backwards Day,” where we started the day with dinner and campfire, followed by the free time and finally the classes. We had to wear our clothing backward, too. We celebrated Half Valentines Day and Christmas in July, and organized our silly version of the Olympics. There was a camp improvement day where there was lots of raking and painting to do. One week we had a camper/ Staff talent show. I sang along with Larry and Marcus. We did “Love Makes the World Go Round.” All the special events gave everyone things to look forward to and kept us involved. It was always fun. was lots of fooling around among the staff, too. One late night several other girls and I were heading back to our cabins when we heard lot of noise coming from the pool area. When we went to investigate we discovered a group of the boys skinny dipping. Suddenly, they all got quiet and stayed in the water. We teased them, of course, and dangled out feet in the water so they had to say in the pool even longer. One evening I joined Ellie, Margaret, and Susan so we could dye all the jocks that were hanging in the boys changing room purple. They got a surprise in the morning, but it only seemed to upset Jay, whose swim suit was whitet. One night someone tied a sweatshirt to the clapper on the dinner bell and that made for confusion at noon that day.

Every week all the councilors had a night off. I spent most of mine with Ellie, Margaret, Larry, and Marcus. Ellie would drive us all to Lafayette and the laundry-mat as our first stop. Purdue University is in West Lafayette, so there were lots of fun places to eat and we did explore the campus one night. I remember us doing our own little performance in the band shell on campus. One week we went to the movies to see “Rosemary’s Baby.” Marcus was a Black fellow and with a wonderful fun personality. One evening he and I went into a jewelry store and pretended to look at wedding rings. The other three stood outside laughing at the clerk’s reactions. We enjoyed being scandalous, so when we came upon a photo place Marcus pulled me in and we talked with that clerk about wedding pictures. Marcus found an album of baby pictures on the table and kept pointing out all the beautiful “brown tone” photos. Again we could hear the others out side howling with laughter. I do not remember much of the rest of the evening until we returned to the car to go back to camp. Under the windshield wiper was a note” You are not Welcome Nigger Lovers!” That put a real damper on the ride home and the next night off we went to South Bend and visited Eric and his family.

We also had time off from 10:00 on Saturdays to 1:00 on Sundays between sessions. One of those times Dad came and took Inis, Gene, and me back to Muncie. It was good to get to know her a little better, and Dad enjoyed her too. Dad took us all to dinner at Ponderosa and then to the County Fair. Inis really liked riding the Double Ferris Wheel and seeing all the 4H exhibits. We had a good time in the house of mirrors, too.

Eric came to camp on three of the weekends off. On his second visit, he drove Larry, Ellie, and me up and down the crazy back roads, hills, and ravines in that area. We had a silly time. Then he left for home and had an adventure all his own. As he was on the Route 31 by-pass around Kokomo, and approaching a bunch of cars stopped at a red light, his brakes failed–completely. (The handbrake in that green Lark station wagon never had worked.) There was a Mobil station on the right at the intersection. So, as he tells the story, Eric just aimed for the drive, bouncing over a curb, dodging the gas tanks, and creating a short cut to the side road, which was clear but sloping downhill. So he made another right turn, into the back lot of that station, and rolled slowly up to, and slightly into, a chain-link fence. Men from the station ran to see if the drunk driver had survived. They found the driver, of course, and also found a customer for their brake service. All Eric could think of were the twisty hills, roads, and ravines he and our gang had been driving through just hours earlier.

I will be away next week at a quilting retreat so there will be no post.  I look forward to seeing my friends and making new ones.

Keep Creating

Carol

College Life, Creative Strength Training, Daily Practice, Hand work, Textile Artist Stitch Club

Spring is Here

Hello,

We are finally enjoying true spring here in central New York.   I love how the leaves are so thin and translucent.   They are as delicate as the petals of blossoms this time of year.

I had a good week as Wendy and I went for a late Mother’s day walk on Tue.  I enjoy the woods at this time of year too.  We both took lots of photos and enjoyed the time together.

 The second event of this week was the Creative Strength Training Meeting.   I am working on my Life Line for that group and enjoying it.  I  Sort of jump around as I think of details I want to add, but my first 20 years are almost done. 

I did the lesson for Textile Artists Stitch club with Salky  eccced and I am happy with the start of my response to her technique of twisting  thin strips of fabric and free form stitching.

 

 

 

 Progress Report: New Fire  New fires in the west inspire me to do new work.   This is early but you can see were the main trees will go and the house aflame.     So sad.

 

 

 

 

Bacteria    It seems to be a week of new starts for me.  It the moon headed toward fullness?     I had a dream about a new work based on bacteria so I built a base to do the stitch work on.

 

 

 

 

Daily Practice   I finished one more of my bases as apart of my daily practice.   There are only two more awaiting my stiches and then I can begin to assemble the project.

 

Slow Stitch  

 

 

 

 

 

 

College Life – Camp II

After week one there was a two week session. This alternating pattern was the story for the rest of the summer. The beauty of the two week sessions was that the councilors could and did take the kids to out of camp excursions. On my first one I took my ten year olds to a sight that was on the edge of the camp property where we set up our own tents and learned a little more wood craft. We got the fire going and the girls wrapped the potatoes in foil and we added them. At this point I discovered we had a bit of a problem. I had asked for chicken for our dinner and when I unwrapped them, I discovered that Jay had just pulled the first thing he saw from the freezer in our pack. So we had chicken necks for our meat. We just re-wrapped them and ate the potatoes, carrots and S’mores for dinner. Needless to say, I gave Jay a piece of my mind when we got home and checked the meat myself for all my other camping trips. Week three the Camper population was down and I did not have a cabin. I worked as Ellie’s assistant instead. I learned a lot about the administration of the camp that week and had a new respect for her. She told me it was easier than organizing her sixth grade classroom. The second two-week session I got moved to cabin 16 with Jo Ann, my Jr. Councilor, and a bunch of 12 year olds. We went for a float trip like the one all the councilors took earlier. The big event for that trip was the second morning when we woke up to find we were sharing our meadow with a group of hogs. I had one camper who would not come out of her tent. So I ended up carrying her to the boats while the rest of us dismantled the camp sight. We did stop on an island on the second afternoon and had fun swimming and swinging out over the river on a big rope.

I continued in cabin 16 the rest of the summer, and for my second float trip we had a different experience. The first day was fine, but during the night it started to rain. We got up in the light rain and packed the boats and headed down river. The girls did sing a lot in the morning–songs like “Michael Row your Boat to Shore” and “My Favorite Things.” But as it rained and drizzled on us all that day, spirits fell. Everyone was soaked and miserable. We were portaging over a dam at about 5:30 and not looking forward to the setting up our tents in the rain, when the camp truck pulled into the parking lot. The girls broke into the “Hallelujah Chorus” at full throat. Jay had redeemed himself. When we got back to camp hot showers and dry clothing were our first priority. It was a subdued dinner in the dining hall for us, especially as the dinner hour was over, and then back to the dry cabin and straight to the bunks and sleep. My only other camper adventure happened when one of my campers fell out of the lower bunk in the middle of the night and broke her arm. It just so happened the nurse was not in camp that night, so I ended up riding in the ambulance with her all the way to Lafayette. Between her sobbing and the siren, my ears were a bit taxed when we got to the hospital. Her parents met us there. I do not recall what time or how I got back to camp, but I did.

Now I wrote faithfully to Eric every week. But when he sent my first letter back with all the spelling corrected I was a bit angry. I wrote to him that if he wanted any more mail that would have to stop. He kindly stopped correcting–or at least I didn’t know about it.

Keep Creating

Carol

100 day Challenge, College Life, Creative Strength Training, Daily Practice, Diva Meetings, FAD (Fiber Art Dames), Felt Work, Fiber Artist Stitch Club, Hand work, Lap Quilts, Quilt Exploration Group (QuEGs)

Every Day Longer and Brighter

Hello,

The days grow and grow like all the plants that are opening and extending their limbs.   The tilt of the earth and the warmth of the sun really makes our lives worth while!     Every day I see changes in the landscape and I enjoy every walk in the world.

I drove off to Bever Lake on Sat and went to the Fibers Festival with Sharon.      We both had a good time and purchased roving.     I am now jazzed to begin a new work on the piece I want to do about the fires in New Mexico and Arizona.    We took the Swamp path after the show and saw lots of turtles sunning as well as lots of new buds.

It is the start of a new month so I had lots of meetings.    The QuEGs had a zoom meeting on Tue morning with only three of us.  I did enjoy it none the less.

Then I joined Noel and we went off to Ithaca with Terri and Cheri to the DIVA meeting.    Terri and I got a little silly before things started.   Our show was a big success and now we are planning for the fall show in Trumansburg.

Barb is trying a new approach were she is building a quilt based on one of her paintings.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Noel did another of her roving stitching projects that she dased on one of  her drawings

 

 

 

 

 

I did work on my Creative Strength Training stuff and also did the Textile  Artist Stitch Club work for this week.  It was stitching on paper with geometric shapes.   I used some of my Gelli plate print papers form the week before for a base for that project.

 

 

The FAD group meant Wed.  Sharon showed off her son’s   illustrations in a new book that just got published.

 

 

 

 

Thursday I spent the morning doing Gelli  plate work with Barbara again.    I was working to create stormy sky fabric for a new piece.

Progress Report: Lap # 11 I am half way through machine quilting this project now.   I am sure it will be finished by next week.

 

 

 

 

Athletes  This work is  75″ w X 31″ t.   I am happy with it, but as you can see my space is not big enough for me to hang it flat.    It has quite a different feel from Action, its partner piece.  The close up work allow you to see the blue figures I outlined from the back .


 

 

 

 

This shot of Action was done at the Schweinfurth were I could pin it out flat.

Blue on Blue    This is my handwork project that I am doing as a part of my Creative Strength Training  program .  It is what I work on during the mini Slow Stitch meetings.

 

 

 

 

Daily Practice  I work on these pieces of wipe up fabric that I have added  fused cut away fabrics to.   I have only three more pieces of fabric that I want to treat in this fashion before I start to assemble them into a quilt.

 

 

 

Sea Floor     This is a stitchery that began on a felted base.  I have been working off and on with this piece for a while.  It only came to completion with the fish that are cut from leather that Noel gave to me.

College Life- Camp week one

Reveille got us up at 6:30 and the next day began. At breakfast on Monday we passed out the campers’ class assignments. And we got ours, too. I had two sessions of Nature Crafts and then I helped with Archery for the third session in the morning. In Nature Crafts we printed leaves, painted and collected spider webs, wove cattail matts, painted rocks, along with other activities. It was fun and I think the kids enjoyed it, too. Throughout summer, I had two sessions where I taught three classes of Nature Crafts. And over the course of the summer I got to fill in with swimming, boating on the water front, and horsemanship.

At lunch, there were always announcements and singing. We sang to any child or adult who had a birthday and they had to walk around the table while we sang. Larry taught lots of fun songs like “The Grand Old Duke of York,” and “Little Rabbit Foo Foo.” It was always a good ruckus time. The afternoons the were less structured. The pool was open and a favorite of many kids. I often had that duty and for the first and only time in my life I was tan by the end of the summer. I also attribute the high number of times I was in the chorine for keeping me from getting any poison ivy that summer. Campers could also check out equipment from the sports center. When Inis had Play Ground Duty, as we called, it she always organized a volleyball game. The water front was open and kids could check out canoes and row boats to go up river for the afternoon. The trail ride was also very popular event–but hot!.

After dinner there was an event every evening. Mondays we had a movie in the big room in the main lounge. Tuesday was Olympics Night and all the campers participated events like relay races, potato sack races, three-legged races, tugs of war, and jump rope contest. Wednesday was dance night. There was a special event every Thursday. And, at the end of each day, Taps was played over the loudspeaker.

The first special event was a carnival with lots of games. Gene and Larry organized a wild game with the three ping pong tables where each player hit the ball, put the paddle down, and moved out of the way so the next person in line could pick it up and hit the ball when it came over the net. Then the players shifted to the other end of the table to wait their turn to do it again. If you missed the ball, you were out. It was wild with lots of action and laughter. It was a game that we counselors even played off and on for the rest of the summer. For the Carnival I recall a “candle bowling” game were one had to blow out ten candles from a distance. Chrissy and I ran a game with bean bags and a wooden bucket. Bubble gum was the prize.

Friday after dinner we returned to the open air chapel for closing ceremonies. Saturday morning after breakfast the campers packed up to board the busses that arrived around 10:00. The rest of the summer was alternating camp for one or two weeks each. I will talk of the special events in the next entry.

Keep Creating

Carol

100 day Challenge, College Life, Creative Assistants, Creative Strength Training, Daily Practice, Felt Work, Lap Quilts, Sea Floor

Quiet Time

Hello,

It seems to have been a quiet time here this week.  I did have  one Zoom  meeting with Creative Strength Training,  but  the Sisterhood of the Scissors connection failed.   I did not loaf as there were  other things to attend to, as we live in a busy world.

  Progress Report:  100 Days II    I finished all the free motion quilting in the black on this piece and the  I am through with the binding at this point.     I have started to outline more sports figures in turquoise with  free motion from the back of the quilt.      I have about half of this step done I think.

 

 

 

Lap Quilt 10   This work is all assembled and quilted at this point.  The machine step of the binding is done and I need to stitch it down and then this work will be complete as well.

 

 

 

City Blocks   I designed these blocks as a response to a design suggestion in  the Inspired To Design by Elizabeth Barton book.    I started it at the retreat and I am now ready to get back to work on this project.  I am ready to begin the quilting now..

Blue Wondering    This is my hand work project for the presents.  I am just doing slow stitch work without any pre plan.

 

 

 

 

Creative Assistants   I have added hair arms and backs to all  26 assistants at this point.  I only need to do the final embellishment step that is adding squeezie paint embellishments to them.

Daily Practice   I am still working away on this project.

 

 

 

 

 

  Lap Quilt # 10   This quilt went together fast as the blocks were all made my Sue Ellen and she passed them to me in a box of scraps that she gave me last fall.  There are enough blocks remaining for yet another.   I will add boarders and be ready to quilt this one too.

 

 

 

 Care 4    This is my  graffiti entry for the new Cherry Wood  competition this year.   I purchased the pack that contained all the fabrics in the fall.  The spray paint did not run as much as I had hoped, but I still like the effect and the message.

Sea Floor  I did a lot of hand work on this piece this week.  The base is all felted with embroidery added on top.

 

 

 

 

 

 

College Life – Summer  1968

My life at Camp Tecumseh started out a few day before most of the councilors arrived. Dad dropped me off on Saturday, and I got my first look as we drove down into a little valley meadow in west central Indiana that was surrounded with cabins. There was a bigger building to the right of the small parking area where a truck was parked. So we parked and went in. That big building turned out to be the main lodge of the camp, with a wide covered poach on three sides, a large reception hall, with a dining area in the back .Every day more and more folks arrived, and on Tuesday evening we had almost completed our task. Roy needed one more Junior Councilor. Larry and I suggested my brother Gene! Roy called and talked with him–and he agreed to fill the last spot. On Wed afternoon when Gene arrived, Larry immediately snapped him up and they worked together the whole summer.

The councilors and junior councilors were from all over, with the majority of us being from Indiana. But: Inis, our international councilor, was a kindergarten teacher from Austria; Ellie, Roy’s assistant, was from Kansas; Jay, our archery instructor and excursions director, was from Illinois; Peter, another senior councilor, was from Ohio; and Marcus, from California, was the last of the crew from out of state. With all the councilors on hand and most of the camp preparations done, we all piled into the back of the big camp truck and rode north to the launch location for a day and a half float trip down the Wabash river, which joined the Tippecanoe farther south and just north of the camp. The trip was a great way to build unity and get to know folks a bit more–as well as to prepare us all for the times we would take campers out on float trips later that summer. Three pairs of canoes were bound together with a wooden platform between them so they could carry supplies and a few more passengers.

The first week of camp started with campers arriving in various buses from different YMCA’s around Indiana. They were all greeted and checked in and assigned to various cabins. Chrissy was my junior councilor, and she and I were both nervous as we led our group of eight eleven-year-olds to cabin number 14, Chickasaw. Chrissy and I had the beds on either side of the door and the girls selected their sleeping places from the six bunk beds around the back of the cabin. The campers unpacked and, after they were settled, we took a group picture on the front steps. Then we gave the girls a little tour of the camp in perpetration for their classes on Monday morning. The dinner bell rang and off we went to our first big mean in the dining hall. All the tables were numbered to match the cabins and we ate family style.

After supper, the hall emptied out and we all went down the hill a short way to the open air Chapel that overlooked the river, where a campfire was burning. Mr Tulp gave an introduction, a few instructions, and a little sermon. Then Larry lead us in a few songs. It was a dark walk back through the woods and I was glad we had been told to bring our flash lights as we made our way back up the hill and back to our cabins.

Keep Creating

Carol

 

100 day Challenge, College Life, Creative Assistants, Daily Practice, FAD (Fiber Art Dames), Fiber Artist Stitch Club, Finger Lakes Fiber Artist Group, Lap Quilts

Spring is coming

Hello,

The longer warmer days  seem to give me lots of energy.  But I also seem to have my fingers in so many pots that it is a good thing I feel energized.

For me this week has been full of meetings and play.   I finished my work on the Fiber Artists Stitch Club project and got it installed in the box as suggested.

The Finger Lakes Fiber Artists meant on Saturday and it was a lively meeting.    Mary stated us off with this bed sized quilt that she is entering in the Genesee Valley quilt show   next Month.

She was followed by Joan’s newest piece.   She is doing direct dye painting for her faces.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Susan has been doing lots of workshops and enjoying the play opportunities  they provide.    Almost everyone had work to share and I got so involved in the discussions that I did not take any more pictures.

 

 

 

 

 

The Associated Artists had and opening on Sunday I and work as did Liz.

 

 

 

 

 

This is Liz’z sunflower in tribute to Ukraine.

 

 

FAB meant on Wed and we had a good time talking about what was happening in our lives.

 

For Creative Strength Training I did some play with my hand made brushes and went to the meetings this week.    This shot shows what I did with the nylon netting brush.

I also spent a day doing more Gelli Printing with Barbara. 

 

I will cut most of these up and make post cards out of them.

 

 

In addition I completed my Surface Design Association Auction piece this week.  I am now searching for a box or envelope to ship it in.

 

 

 

I also got a box full of my Grandmother and aunt ‘s old linens and such form my cousin.  So kind of him to send them my way.  I will have to push forward on a new project to display them.    My Grandmother’s Wedding  Dress was in a show and it was just returned, so I passed it forward to my Aunt who wore it at my cousin’s wedding.   I also shipped off two more quilts to the Ukrainian Relief Fund auction.   I am trying to get control of my big stash of finished work.

Progress Report: Lap  # 10   This work is all assembled at this point and I am ready to begin the quilting step.

 

 

 

 

100 days # 2    I am now to the free motion quilting step on this work.   I have decided to use black in the bobbin now so I will have some work to take out.

 

Blue Wandering   This is my new hand work piece.  I am trying to play with texture in a limited color pallet at this point.

 

Creative assistants    I am doing the faces on a new batch of Creative Assistants as I gave away some at the Spring retreat two weeks ago.   I had forgotten how much fun making them can be for me.

Daily Practice   I started a new bit of fabric for the daily stitching.   I only have three more pieces of fabric prepared and so when they are done I think I will assemble what I have done so far.

 

 

 

College Memories- Spring 1968

The term was a good one with lots of work for me. I had four art classes and a class in Public Speaking. I got a B in the Public Speaking. My work in Art History and Lettering only received C’s, but Drawing and Photography both got A’s. I loved the Photography and spent hours in the dark room. Mom framed four of my prints, and they hung in the house for years. I still have many of my prints, too.

I changed my job within the art department to take attendance in Dr. Pum’s Art Appreciation class. It was held in the Art Building lecture hall and there were about 250 students. I often had to do the attendance in the dark while he lectured and showed slides. I helped with his grading too when the tests were multiple choice. I had done the same for Mom when she was teaching high school. Dr Pum was a jeweler, and he taught jewelry, but I never had him as a teacher.

Eric and I continued to see lots of plays and films. We started the quarter off with Hello Dolly as a part of the Famous Artist Series and we also attended the American Folk Ballet presentation. The drama department did several plays, but I only remember Odysseus the King. The movies that quarter were wonderful. We saw Love with a Proper Stranger, Cincinnati Kid, The Cabinet of Dr Caligari, Shane, Great Expectations, The Birds, and Shenandoah. We even went down town to see Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner that spring. Eric’s love of the movies even carried on into his college teaching at Cazenovia, years later.

I did participate in the Art Show and Sale for Kallista, as I had done the year before. I was never a good sales person, and I did not sell any thing. Eric Sevareid,, CBS journalist, gave a lecture early in the term, and there were lots of political events in preparation for the Presidential election in the fall. Paul Newman came to campus, as did Mc Carthy himself. Robert Kennedy came April 4 in the afternoon. Eric caught a glimpse of him, since he was setting up audio equipment in the gym for Kennedy’s speech. Martin Luther King was shot in Memphis that evening, and because Robert Kennedy was in Indianapolis and spoke to the growing crowd, Indy was one of the few big cities where there were no angry riots.

Early in the term Larry suggested that I join him as a camp counselor in the summer. He had such good stories, and I had meat Ellie, who also worked there, so I applied. I had the job interview in early April and I was soon awarded the job of Counselor and Director of Nature Crafts for the summer. I think Eric was a bit jealous, as his summer job was back at the foundry. Being a counselor at YMCA Camp Tecumseh is my next big adventure.

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Spring Retreat plus

Hello,

Mother Nature is warming my days and lengthen them too.   I sure like it when I am eating dinner in the light.

The Schweinfurth Spring Retreat was wonderful.  I got the second half of the  SAQA 100 Day Challenge squares assembled.     That was my goal.

 

I even did a little bit of experimenting with the creation of a new block of my own.  I need to adjust the measurements for one of the pieces so they come together like I planned, but I am quilt happy with it so far.

 

 

 

There were lots of old friends there like Victoria.  She was working on cutting up and old work and re assembling it  in a new fashion.

 

 

 

 

Susan worked on a challenge for a conference she is attending in the near future.

 

 

 

 

 

Donna was playing with her rusted fabrics and doing a bit of Gelli Plate Printing.

 

 

 

 

 

Janet   W was working away on a floral piece.

 

 

 

 

 

Vanessa was getting ready for a show and she gave me these little gifts- including the background fabric.

 

 

 

 

Ellen was doing lots of creative playing.  She was an inspiration to watch from across the room.

 

 

 

 

 

  Davana  is working on a giant fifteen foot square Shorbi work.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I keep building on the Stitch Club project and I am now behind in that area too.  But I like how this work is going so I will stick with it.

I continued to do work for the Sketchbook Revival assignments. These are a few.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I made more brushes this morning for the Creative Strength Class.  I will make marks with them in the near future.

 

 

I also spent a morning doing Gelli Plate Printing with my friend Barbara.  We had fun and laughed a lot.

 

 

 

 

Progress Report: Scrap Happy   I am happy to say this work is all done now.  I like having an extra quilt in the closet when a need is called for.

I did send off six of my older wall quilts to a benefit for the Ukrainian war effort this morning too.

Pillow   This  project finally got completed this week.  I did the stitched center after a Stitch Club practice.

 

 

  Lap 10  This is just the beginning of a new work.  I did finish up lap quilts #8 and #9 and delivered them to a local nursing home  this week.  I did not realize that I had no photos of them.

 

 

 

 Daily Practice   Now that Action is completed I can go back to the old project of stitching on my dye wipe up clothes.   It is pleasant work.

College Life- Spring Break trip to Florida

The quarter went along quickly and Eric and I made several trips to South Bend. On one of them Gwen asked for a painting for her dining room wall. I was thrilled–my first commission! I painted an abstract nighttime city scape from the point of view of a ship off shore, with reflections of the lights in the water. The painting hung in that dining room, and then the next dining room, until Gwen’s death in 2008.

Eric and I had a big adventure for Spring break. Eric’s great aunt, Margaret White (Grandmother Butter’s sister), invited us to visit her and her husband in Pompano Beach, Florida. She wrote a very nice inviting letter to me and my folks asking me to come. My parents agreed, and Grandmother Butter got the airline tickets. Eric and I drove down to Indianapolis on Friday and spent the evening with Grandmother. When we were loading our suit cases in grandmother’s car at 11:30 PM, a passing couple wished us luck–they thought we were eloping! We had a 12:30 flight and it was my first time flying. I was sure I could not sleep as I was so excited, but I quickly dozed off once the plane was in the air. Mr. and Mrs. White quickly became Aunt Margaret and Uncle Ed after they picked us up in Miami at 5:30 that morning.

The air was warm and the world was green as we drove to their home on an off shoot of the Intracoastal Waterway (which is an inland waterway along the east coast from New Jersey to Florida). The White home was beautiful, and Eric and I both had very nice guest rooms, along with a private bath. The first night we were treated to a dinner cruse up and down the Waterway. I enjoyed the ribs, another first for me, and we had a good time. Aunt Margaret graciously let us use of her white Chevy Convertible and we enjoyed diving around with the top down. One day we went to the beach. The ocean water was fantastic, and we had fun splashing around and burying each other in the sand. We both got sun burnt, of course, and two years later Eric still had a tan line on his back where his suit began. We spent a day at the Fort Lauderdale State park, walking the trails and taking a scenic train ride through the swamp. We drove through Fort Lauderdale itself since, of course, it was spring break. Quite a scene! We even spied the famous Elbo Room bar. One day Aunt Margaret took us to a big shopping mall where I purchased some turquoise shorts and a top to match. She also took us to a new fast food restaurant–our first Arby’s. We still go there for a fast meal every now and then. Uncle Ed took Eric to see a spring training game one afternoon where he got to see the Yankees. They were his favorite team even back then. The White’s had a screened-in pool that was just outside our bed rooms, and I enjoyed swimming in it several times. One evening Eric and I took the convertible for a short drive up the coast to Boca Raton, where we saw The Graduate.

The whole week flew by. Too quickly and too soon it was Sunday, and we were getting on the plane to fly home. It was cold and dreary in Indianapolis when Grandmother Butterworth picked us up. We drove straight drove back to Muncie. And Spring term began the next day.

Enjoy the weather and keep Creating

Carol