Ahhh. Before and after. Sometimes I have a quilt in production for years. Yes, years! I hit a difficult spot, it falls out of favor for another more exciting or pressing piece. A deadline looms for an exhibit. There are all sorts of reasons I don't finish a quilt.
But here is one that I worked from beginning concept to end.
The challenge was for Moon Art. I spent a lot of time thinking of what I wanted to do. The moon has always held a mystique for me. I am fond of wolves and they have a strong link to the moon. The thought in my mind was to do a moon and a wolf of some sort. I just couldn't get the right mixture to work though.
So I drifted away from the wolf and thought more about the moon itself. I studied the waxing moon on the last few nights but still, no idea solidified. So many design possibilities. There were wisps of clouds over moon, stars behind it, trees in front of it on the earthly plane. Still, nothing emerged from the fabric.
Then I saw a show on TV about an art teacher who taught her students some math by having them write their names in a pie wedge of a large circle. And it hit me.
From a pile of fabric, this emerged. And grew. And became the moon.
A mandala. Of sorts.
Can you see my name? Look hard! It is there 8 times!
Who knew it could have such beautiful possibilities? I have always hated my name. But tonight, I love it!