.: Nothing Monumental.... Just a Few Little Bits....

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Nothing Monumental.... Just a Few Little Bits....

A Hand Stitched, Heat Distressed, Beaded Heart... for my Valentine

....and a whimsical "Wintery" Landscape.

Starting on the design process for Sabrina's "away to college" quilt. It needs to be very special.

I've been sketching ideas and saving clippings of ideas from books and magazines for over a year. I really need to start solidifying my ideas and put them down on paper. Bittersweet.

2 comments:

~Babs said...: "away to college" ????
Surely not! Seriously, already?

I'm sure it will be a MOST special quilt,,our girls deserve no less, and always bring out our best.
Bittersweet, indeed. I remember it well,,,,sigh.
Love your hearts and bits and landscape.
To bits!; February 26, 2012 at 10:24 PM
sea-blue-sky & abstracts said...: Really like the wintry landscape Cathie, with the moon and the colours you have chosen and the swirly stitching. x; February 29, 2012 at 8:20 PM

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I want to hide something from the humans until they are ready for it. It is the realisation that they create their own reality". The Eagle said, "Give it to me, i will take it to the moon".The creator said, "No, one day they will go there and find it".The salmon said, "I will bury it at the bottom of the ocean".The creator said, " No they will go there too".The buffalo said, "I will bury it on the great plains".The creator said, " No, they will cut the skin of the Earth and find it even there".Grandmother mole, who lives in the breast of Mother earth, and who has no physical eyes but sees with spiritual eyes said, "Put it inside of them".And the creator said, "It is done!"

Native American (Sioux) Proverb

Everything the Power of World Does - is done in a Circle....

The sky is round and I have heard that the earth is round like a ball and so are all the stars. The wind, in its greatest power, whirls. Birds make their nests in circles, for theirs is the same religion as ours. The sun comes forth and goes down again in a circle. The moon does the same and both are round. Even the seasons form a great circle in their changing and always come back again to where they were. The life of a man is a circle from childhood to childhood. And so it is in everything where power moves.

Black Elk 1863-1950

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Nothing Monumental.... Just a Few Little Bits....

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