Saturday, December 29, 2012
Unless I am seeing pieces like this on my walls, everyday, I forget I made them. Seriously. The first one is on my wall in my bedroom, so it did trigger a search for my previous attempts at pieced art quilts. I dug into my Flickr archives for some of these, since the originals were on a previously defunct laptop.
As I recall, I was not impressed enough with my product to think I was 'on to something'. Whatever made the difference this week, with Impromptu, I am not going to examine too closely. Just having the experience of doing it and looking forward is the right thing to do, I think. Anyway, in my tiny little mind I want to feel that I have made a breakthrough of some kind and want to use the experience to gather some momentum.
The fact that my improvs led to bed quilts is my insecurity in what I was doing. If they became functional then there was a reason/purpose imposed on making them. But with art, functionality is irrelevant.
The reason to make art is for art's sake. Which for me means the search, the experience, the pushing of boundaries, the hopefulness of the next thrill, that has to be enough.
at 7:23 AM