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Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Fractured Quilt by Sub Q Art Quilters


cropped quilt
Originally uploaded by ddhabicht

Our Sub Q Art Quilters group did this fractured quilt. The participants received a piece of a photo and was asked to blow it up 400% and recreate it in an art quilt. They could use any techniques they wanted to use in recreating their section of the photo. Oh I forgot to mention that I gave them their section in black and white, so they had to add back in the missing color. It was a study on value and I love the results! There were so many different techniques from applique, to paints, inks, piecing, even paper towel collage.

Follow up post: I asked everyone to send me the techniques they used to do each of their pieces. I have that information and wanted to share with everyone. The first piece was done by Nancy Mastroianni, she used
paper piecing, beads, crystals and colored pencil. Piece #2 was done by Kay Davis, she used hand/machine applique, art pencils, ink and thread play. Piece #3 was done by Phyllis Campbell, she used tsukineko inks, fabric pens,oil pastels, pigma pens and thread painting. Piece #4 was done by yours truly, Desiree and I applied used painted paper towels, tissue paper, papers, and fabrics to create a collage. I then used paints to add more color. Piece #5 was done by Ann Turley, she used machine applique and paints. Piece #6 was done by Carol Colbert, she used hand applique, paint, colored pencils. Thanks to these amazing women and there efforts in completing this quilt.

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Footprints

I lost a friend the other day. Suddenly, without warning and she was gone. Its these times when we are forced to ponder more deeply than normal. To think about the harder questions that we avoid on most normal days. The plans, the trips, the group photo we promised to take at our next meeting will not be. Its another reminder that our days are limited and few. I believe in something more than this, a bigger purpose. My hope is not in myself but in the the blood of a savior. But it still stops us in our tracks, where ever we are, and makes us think.

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Originally uploaded by ddhabicht

No matter how fleeting our encounter, how brief or long our journey together, we all leave footprints. It reminded me of the day a Gromans Chinese theater, looking at the impressions of the famous actors hands and feet prints. These are like the impressions we leave on the hearts of those we love and touch. I am sad, and I will miss you, you reminded me to be an encourager and a motivator always. And although we didn't agree on everything we had a passion for our gift and we shared it. You touched my life.

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