Ease | Words from the Carver, Sketches from the Textile Artist
The second word we drew out of the hat in the Sibling Discovery Project was “ease.” I threw this word in the mix, because it reminds me of Mom and […]
The second word we drew out of the hat in the Sibling Discovery Project was “ease.” I threw this word in the mix, because it reminds me of Mom and […]
The image below shows my sister Norma’s response to the prompt “kitchen sink.” With these miniature quilts (each is about 10″ x 11″), she records her memory of our family’s […]
When we began the Sibling Discovery Project, we agreed we would not beat ourselves or each other up over missed deadlines. We also agreed to keep to our schedule for […]
Day 94 prompt: Rural on long afternoons when I was a girl I’d lie in the grass and gaze at the swirl of clouds overhead the sky like a mural lost […]
And now, a confession: When we first agreed to take on the Sibling Discovery project, I was confident I could tackle a prompt each week. Paul asked for more time. […]
I see Mom standing at the kitchen sink, up nearly to her elbows in soapy water so hot her hands emerged pink red from their chore. Washing and rinsing dishes. […]
This was my crazy idea. A Sibling Discovery project, where my brother and sister and I would work independently to create art from the same prompt, then come together to […]
On January 15, 2012, I wrote to my sister and brother, inviting them into something I’m calling the Sibling Discovery Project. To my delight, they were game. I think it’s extraordinary […]
Day 60 prompt: door a breath of an idea whispers its way in and quietly starts inflating balloons in my imagination one after another until their colors and fullness […]
My stories run up and bite me in the leg — I respond by writing them down — everything that goes on during the bite. When I finish, the idea […]
It is impossible to enjoy idling thoroughly unless one has plenty of work to do. There is no fun in doing nothing when you have nothing to do. Wasting time […]
There are a thousand thoughts lying within a man that he does not know till he takes up a pen to write. William Makepeace Thackeray, novelist (1811-1863)
Last night I labeled myself “restless.” Today I appreciate this fuller possible explanation … perhaps I am working to to get a messy brain in order. (Almost as interesting as […]
Life is not the way it’s supposed to be. It’s the way it is. The way you cope with it is what makes the difference. Virginia Satir