Mondays are for warm-ups...Every Monday when I return to my workshop after two, sometimes three days away, I still experience awe...I look around and see that everything is as I left it...waiting for me. I spend the weekends planning and knowing in my head what I'm going to do come Monday...but I arrive and each Monday I've asked myself "okay, now, what am I going to do?". I take a deep breath and start where I left off...unlike the first few weeks were I did busy work (beading on Red) to get use to the schedule, the space,...all the while churning and kneading ideas over and over.
The Poetry Series really excites me...I mean really really excites me, but I'm also aware that I feel very reverent for the work, for the process. And today, after years of not writing any new poems, it came to me that I need to write a new body of work that speaks to the future and is more current. Writing poetry was just as intense and physical as creating quilted art, conjuring feelings of awe, reverence, and soul breaking open experience when something is working and I'm one with it.
I was in the workshop today for seven hours taking breaks every two hours for about 15-20 minutes. I started and finished 8"x10" piece called 725-Prerequisite Study. It was to audition the quilting pattern and threads which I think will work very well for these pieces. Its important to me that every layer speaks to "rememory". I almost added a Sankofa motif but decided against it because the quilt itself is Sankofa.
Here is a peak at it...I'll show it in it's entirety after it arrives to one of the Pay-It-Forward recipients.
It maybe a small piece but it took a big mess to get it done. I usually straighten up before leaving because it makes me have more clarity when I return. But I was too tired and left the mess as is: