The Oregon Garden Resort is a nice facility, although smaller than I expected. The light in the room where the workshop is being held could be better, but I'm getting by with the bright light on my sewing machine. I have Big Bertha with me, and she's by far the biggest machine in the room. I'm not sorry I brought her. I know all her buttons and quirks, and since this workshop topic is way outside my comfort zone, I'm glad I'm not also trying to figure out the sewing machine.
Lura Schwartz Smith is a good teacher, although she's much more art-brained than I am. I appreciated her acknowledgement that some of us have art brains (not me), and some of us are more "color-inside-the-lines types (me). The latter is my description for it. She called us "math brains", but I wouldn't classify myself as a math type. Nevertheless, I am a take-no-chances type. After all, I used to work in a hospital emergency room..a trauma center, no less. I'm very cautious in all things, including art.
Sometimes I had a little trouble following what she was saying simply because I'm unfamiliar with "art" terminology. I'm here to tell you right now that I've not taken a single art class in my entire long life. When I was in school, we had to choose between art and music, and I was always in the music classes. So when you get down to talking about perspective and...hm, can't even remember the words beyond "perspective"...you artsy types will know the words...anyway, it's all Greek to me. So let's just see what we've been talking about today. The first day was devoted to techniques needed for this quilt:
We're really focused on how to distort those traditional blocks to turn them into something else. We started with straight lines, and I'm going to try to demonstrate using the notes I took today. I'll apologize right up front for these crappy iPhone pictures. I was trying to be surreptitious with my photography, and using flash just seemed rude.
So the gist of this is that you want your lines to look like a railroad track as it leads away from you to a vanishing point on the horizon. The vertical lines (the "rails") will be straight, but not parallel as they meet up with the vanishing point. The horizontal lines (the "ties") will be parallel, but--and this is the important part--they also compress as they get further away. We were using the star in the upper left-hand corner of my drawing as our traditional block, and then distorting it as it moved farther away.
Then we did it with curved lines, and she had us think of a banana as we drew our curve...not too curvy, in other words. Then, it's pretty much the same process. The "ties" are still parallel, but the key here is to recognize that the lines that form the points of the stars will be both concave and convex. She had us think of a bird's beak and that the beak needed to be able to close. If the lines curve in the wrong direction, you end up with something shaped more like a tulip.
We briefly talked about what she called "Tilt-A-Whirl" designs where they don't necessarily head toward a vanishing point. In that case, she had us envision a fan with the vanishing point off the area of the design. Again, the lines get compressed and fan out more in the wider areas, less in the narrower areas.
Clear as mud, right? Then we set about making our blocks. I won't go into a lot of detail about how we did this. Basically, we took our pattern and cut it into individual pieces, then use the pieces for our patterns to cut the individual pieces of the block. This meant adding a seam allowance and keeping straight which way they faced and whether to use dark or light. The blocks end up wonky, obviously. Here's the one I made:
Very wonky, but when you lay it on the pattern, see how it looks?
So far so good. I was feeling good about this part of the workshop. Now, remember the quilt? We had a photograph included with our packets, which was very helpful.
Our next trick was to make the grass. I got pretty lost on this part and ended up sort of holding my breath and cutting. Sewing those curved seams was pretty easy for me...it was cutting them right that threw me for a loop. Still, I ended up with something looking sort of okay.
This is a technique I'll want to play with some more to get a better grasp of it and to feel as if I have some control over my work. As it is, I'm just hoping and praying that it turns out sort of like what I'm trying to do. And, so far, it isn't. Whatever I end up with is pure luck.
Tomorrow I think we will be something on the order of the grass. I hope it's a little easier, because a whole day of that might be my undoing. And that wouldn't be pretty at all. You never want to see me when I come undone. It's not unlike the Incredible Hulk, only with more tears, moaning, and grievous wailing.
Anyway...we're going to make some of these roses.
As I've told a few of you, I pretty much brought my entire stash of scraps for this workshop. I looked around the room to see how many bags others brought. I'm happy to say that if we were scoring points for the amount of fabric we brought, I would definitely win the prize. It's always good to be the winner at something.
While I had expected to spend all three days on the above two techniques, she tells us that the third day she's going to work on "inking", and I would hate to even try to tell you anything about the many different media she described in this "inking" explanation. But if it helps, here is a piece she used to discuss what we're going to do. It had something to do with allowing the lightness of the fabric show through the "ink" and simply using the "ink" to make it darker. And she also said not to worry about getting too dark because it simply meant that one had committed to taking it to the next darker level. I opined that it sounded a little like sawing the legs off the table...which is what I fully expect to be doing in my corner of the room.
I'll just say that many of her works had cats in them somewhere. This one just happens to be her kitten that was rescued from a wood pile just as the weather turned to below-freezing temperatures. You have to feel some fondness for a person who would rescue a kitten, not to mention including cats in most of her work.
So dinner is about 20 minutes away. I guess I'll stop there. It's been a long day, and I'm tired. While I'm still not thrilled about being in a roomful of strangers, it isn't bad, and I'm managing it okay. It definitely helps to be engaged in an activity like sewing. I can sort of keep my head down and avoid eye contact unless I'm feeling up to it. Hopefully, dinner will be comfortable as well. I've been messaging Mike today and he reminded me that it would get better as time goes by. Of course, he's right.
