Artist as the Creator

I'm a sucker for two things: old stuff and gridded stuff.  I guess that's why quilting appeals to me so much.  Quilts seem orderly and organized...two traits that I struggle with.

Today I went to pick up the mail at the post office, and noticed a nifty grid.

 

Then when I came home, I did some work on a quilt I'm putting together that incorporates some very very old fabric that I found at an antique store in Sisters.  I'm hand quilting it.

These old pieces feel good in my hands.  Maybe because I'm imagining the long ago person who cut them and hand stitched them together.

The fabric is so soft, it makes me want to suck my thumb and snuzzle in it.  No...really!

 

And the pieces are wonky and spunky and oh-so-wonderful. 

  

Here's a painting my daughter Kelly made for me from a photo of us, taken when she was a little girl. 

 

"I've never believed in God, but I believe in Picasso."

A quote by Diego Rivera that pretty much sums up my view of things.