Sunday, October 5, 2008
Last week my quilt guild had its monthly class, and I fearlessly jumped in, ready to learn new stuff and push my envelope. It was taught by Jeannette DeNicolis Meyer, an artist I'd never heard of before taking the class, but hoo, boy... was I glad I took the chance. DH asked the usual questions as I was packing up fabric and supplies the night before, "What's THIS class about? Who's the teacher THIS time? Why do you have to take THIS particular class?" My answers were less than informed, and, once again, he just didn't get it. But that's part of the fun for me... leap before you look... hold nose tightly and cannonball butt-first off the high dive... dash in headlong with eyes wide shut... you just might learn something wonderful. And I did! The class was about curved piecing where we used a quick and easy method of slicing through two layers of fabric and reassembling them to create gentle curves and a sense of flowing lines. While I've done a lot of curved piecing in some of my quilts, this was a new and more expansive method, and creates an entirely different look than other methods I've tried. Because the class was large, and cutting space and irons were at a premium, I only got about halfway through my project, but I'm looking forward to finishing it, and am already planning to do a few more pieces in this style using other colors. Now that I know the fundamentals, and will have my big work table, my own iron and my stash nearby, I should be able to haul ass on the next few quilts! The best thing... this is a perfect use for the tons of gorgeous hand-dyed fabrics I've bought over the years from Judy Robertson at Just Imagination.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Feeling a bit like chunky David, Martin and I have begun working at offloading some of our lard. We've stopped drinking (can you believe that???), we're eating muuuuuch better as well as much less, we're taking walks of at least a mile 5-6 times a week, Martin's working out with weights and I'm doing aerobic dancing. Talk about culture shock! I'm exhausted, Martin's crabby, and we're both frustrated! Not much is showing up on the scales yet (why do we Americans place so much importance on the damned scales???), but I have to admit I FEEL better - even though I'm tired, I'm feeling more alive and finding it easier to get up at 8:00 in the morning instead of 11:00. I get so much more done every day... imagine that... and can even say I've taken a self-esteem boost (badly needed). My creativity has gotten a much needed jolt, though I'm sure a lot of that has to do with the fact that I recently dumped a job that was draining me of every ounce of emotion and creativity I had. Well, nobody has ever said losing weight is easy, but, for the first time in memory, we both feel totally committed to this endeavor. If that doesn't help us succeed, there's no hope!