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A web-annal of an Icelander

Friday, April 23, 2004
Paradise retrieved ?

There are some discussions going on at the
Quilt Art mailing list about the Journal Quilt project. Some are having problems, feeling a pressure from guidelines.

Doing something "unique" or "new" applies to me, that it's new for me. Sure enough, there must be many who have done the "same" I am doing. But it's not the "same" for me. I'm new to this field and it's all new for me. Just knowing that someone has already climbed Kilimanjaro doesn't make it any less of an accomplishment for others. This is the first time I do journal quilts.

I don't have access to all the cutting edge material, like Tyvek, Angelina fibers, Xpandaprints, Bubble Jet and what not. Actually, I think I found single use overalls people dress up in while painting walls which I think is the same material as Tyvek. But labouring in incorporating that into a journal quilt is not my cup of tea at the moment. My journal quilts are very unique and new for me and in my culture as well, so what more is there to ask for.

Plain, old cotton does the trick for me. And yes, I use some tulle and ribbons and feathers and panty hose to jazz it up (when I care to). But that's beside the point. For me the journal quilts is a vehicle to project the life of my soul out into the real world. I am fascinated by being able, at last, to have the means to actually see before my very eyes the images that until now have only been the figment of my imagination. My inner life takes on a bodily form, the words of my soul become flesh. Anyone familiar with the metaphor?


Posted by Ólöf I. Davíðsdóttir 19:46
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