As I was sorting through all of Laura Israel’s appliques and ribbons I remembered a dream I had last week where I was in a shop that was filled with tiny draws and cabinets which were filled with thread and buttons and fabric and so many different things it was overwhelming and exciting at the same time.
So much, I’m not used to having so much to choose from, so much to be able to use however I want. I usually think about how to stretch things out, how to use a small piece of fabric to make ten potholders. But going through the appliques and ribbons there are so many of them, such an abundance I have to think about them differently. Not about saving them or using them sparingly, but making use of the repetition of the duplicates, putting bunches of them in a small space. That’s how they look best to me, most interesting and compelling.
So many of them grabbed me, (there are a ton of poodles) but it was the ballerina’s that won today. They look just like the ballerinas on a music box. I couldn’t resist them. So as I sorted, I started to lay out a piece. I had it in mind from the beginning to make a pillow.
This was my first go at it (the Mardi Gras mask mocking me from the corner). The yellow wasn’t right, too neutral, it looked to much like cake decoration.
So I switched to the green. I wasn’t sure how it would be to stitch the appliques on. They’re so thick and tiny. I was a bit concerned, and was going to do a practice run but then decided to just jump in. It turned out to be easier than I thought.
Once I got to this point I stopped and really looked at it and for the first time and thought about what I had done. It seemed a dream. I saw structure and precision, the laws of man giving way to the laws of nature.
I gave it a border to hold it all in, but didn’t have time to make it into the pillow I envisioned from the start. I’ll finish it tomorrow.