Jim and Dan and I went to see "Invictus" yesterday. It's the story of how Nelson Mandela enlisted the Springbok rugby captain François Pienaar to help unite South Africans as the team battled for the Rugby World Cup. If you have to pick one film to see this holiday season, make it this one. Take your teenagers, too. The rugby players drop the F bomb a few times (really?), but it's not excessive. Matt Damon and Morgan Freeman give strong, understated performances, especially Damon. It's based on a book called Playing the Enemy by John Carlin. I'm off on Saturday to buy it at the bookstore.
Since I was in college, I've kept a commonplace book. In those days before photocopying, if one borrowed a book and came across a passage one wanted to remember, it was necessary to write it down. It also contains things I've cut out of magazines or newspapers and fortune cookie fortunes.
"A commonplace book is what a provident poet cannot subsist without, for this proverbial reason, that 'great wits have short memories:' and whereas, on the other hand, poets, being liars by profession, ought to have good memories; to reconcile these, a book of this sort, is in the nature of a supplemental memory, or a record of what occurs remarkable in every day's reading or conversation. There you enter not only your own original thoughts, (which, a hundred to one, are few and insignificant) but such of other men as you think fit to make your own, by entering them there." --from "A Letter of Advice to a Young Poet" by Jonathan Swift
Periodically, I like to look back through the books (there are two now) and revisit some of the things I've saved. Often the words will connect with an image or a thought I've had floating around in my brain to spark an idea for a quilt. That's exactly what happened when I reread an Andrea Dworkin quote and was thinking about my friend and my mother-in-law suffering from breast cancer. Here's the original post.
For the last three years, we've celebrated New Year's Day with our friends the Penland sisters, their husbands, and the Mother Penland. We've known the Penlands since before we were married and they are all very dear to us. This year I decided to make some cloth shopping bags for the ladies as gifts. I reverse engineered a folding bag that one of the major chain stores sells and patterned it on that because I like the fact that it folds up and fits in my purse. The one I made for myself is about six months old and I use it all the time. Here's one of the finished bags and the other two folded up. These are the tags I made for them. I've been wanting to use the little rubber stamp of the fox with the typewriter, so I downloaded some fonts that look like typewriting and printed the words on sticker paper. The manila tags come from one of the office supply stores.
With many thanks to Buffy Hamilton, The Unquiet Librarian, for this link, I wanted to share this fantastic list of 50 ways to foster a culture of innovation. It was designed more for companies, but many of the items on the list can be taken to heart personally. Buffy mentioned the items on the list that spoke to her in terms of her school library in her post. I would like to amplify on some of the items that spoke to me as an artist.
3. Have more fun. If you're not having fun (or at least enjoying the process) something is off.
I really don't think the "fun" factor of imaginative play can be underestimated. There are several big studies now indicating that some children don't know how to engage in imaginative play anymore. Imaginative play is our first creative work as children. Making things has always been fun for me. Even though I work at it very hard, it's the fun that keeps me going.
5. Make new mistakes.
This is something with which I have to challenge myself. I have perfectionist issues so I don't like to make mistakes. I read a wonderful book called Too Perfect:When Being in Control Gets Out of Control. It helped me to realize that I often don't do something because I'm afraid I'll make a mistake. Now I try to look at mistakes as part of the journey and something from which to learn.
7. Increase the visual stimuli of your organization's physical space.
Now that I have a much smaller studio space, I have also lost the space I used to pin up inspirational pictures or fabrics or statements that inform the piece I'm creating. Inspiration or design boards (like the ones interior decorators make) would be a good alternative to pinning things up on a design wall.
9. Ask questions about everything. After asking questions, ask different questions. After asking different questions, ask them in a different way.
While this is another one of those areas that many perfectionists find troublesome, I do not hesitate to ask questions. My challenge will be to keep asking and refining.
14. Embrace and celebrate failure....
See above. This is REALLY difficult for me. I'm also very optimistic, so I'm a lemons/lemonade sort of person. I'm always trying to resuscitate the dead. The challenge here will be to "call it" and move on to the next project.
20. Create a portfolio of opportunities: short-term, long-term, incremental, and discontinuous. Just like an investment portfolio, balance is critical. This is my absolute favorite of the ideas that this list gave me. I have a tendency to do large projects, then to start another large project when I need move in another direction. For me, smaller projects would be a great concept as would keeping track of the larger ones in which I'm loosing interest. Look for more on this soon.
31. Develop a process of trying out new concepts quickly and on the cheap. Learn quickly what's working and what's not.
Again, this is where working on a small project to try something out would make incredible sense. I have the vehicles already--doorknob art, small joys--to try new things without making a huge time commitment.
I would love to hear some of the things that help you readers to be more creative and innovative. Please share in the comments.
December the 26th is Boxing Day or St. Stephen's Day. Most sources agree that the names comes from it's being the day the poor boxes were opened and distributed in churches. It is traditionally a day of family and remembering those less fortunate.
Christmas can be such a time of greedy temptation for small children. What's happening in the lives of other, less fortunate, children around them can be all too easily blocked out. When our children were small, we used the time leading up to Christmas to have them cull through bounty in their rooms and pick out toys to take to the fire station or Goodwill. While we encouraged belief in Santa, Santa only filled stockings and decorated the room at our house. All other presents were from family members. As Dickens says, "The poor are always with us," and we should not hide that from our children, but rather model compassion and caring.
Each year since we've had children, I purchase a Christmas book--a tradition that continues to this day. I am always on the lookout for books that have a great message for the season and this year, Kate DiCamillo wrote a fantastic one called Great Joy. Bagram Ibatoulline provided illustrations that will break your heart. Quite simply it's about a little girl called Frances who becomes concerned about the welfare of an organ grinder and his monkey that stand on a street corner across from her building. She discovers that they sleep on the street and wants to invite them home. Frances' mother voices all the practical reasoning against helping the man, but in the end, Frances finds a way to reach out to the man and the monkey.
As a librarian and a parent, I recommend sharing this book with the children in your lives. It will be a great way to begin a conversation about being a compassionate person. And in the spirit of Boxing Day, I encourage you to make at donation to or volunteer for one of the many fantastic non-profit organizations dedicated to helping the poor. I wish you great joy on this second day of the Christmas season.
Happy Christmas to all of my readers who celebrate and greetings of the season to those of you who don't. Isn't our little tree beautiful? In Indiana, because our house was large, we had many Christmas trees. These ornaments are from the bird tree. I'm off to put on my Santa hat and fill all the stockings. That always reminds me of a long ago Christmas when a very young Anna looked up at me and asked why Santa never put anything in my stocking! When she and Dan were older, they began filling my stocking.
This is Anna and Matty in our backyard (the scene of their wedding in the summer of 2010). Dan took it with his vintage Pentax.
I took this photo in Boston last May when Jim and I flew up to visit the kids.
This was taken when the kids visited us in early December. We managed to get quite a few wedding errands done during their time with us. Happy Christmas to you my darlings. I love you, I miss you, I kiss you.
Our son Dan is coming home for the holidays tonight. If you are a regular reader of this blog, you know that Dan is a Buddhist chaplain who blogs at Rev. Danny Fisher. Lately he's added a feature to his blog called the gift of dharma in which he shares a teaching from one of the many wonderful Buddhist teachers. Yesterday's teaching from the radiant Acharya Ani Pema Chödrön struck a strong chord within me.
The basic theme of the teaching, as I interpret it, was that when we are listening to people, particularly people with whom we might have issues, we have a tendency to compartmentalize what they say. If their verbal offering makes us angry, we lay all the blame at their feet or we feel guilty and blame ourselves. Pema Chödrön suggests that there is another alternative:
"Compassionate action starts with seeing yourself when you start to make yourself right and when you start to make yourself wrong. At that point you could just contemplate the fact that there is a larger alternative to either of those, a more tender, shaky kind of place where you could live."
Reading this teaching immediately brought Dickens' A Christmas Carol to mind. Scrooge pushed people away because it's very difficult and messy and sometimes hurtful to be involved with other people. To experience the joy of others, you also have to buy into the less joyous aspects. When Scrooge says, "I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year," it literally means he's choosing compassionate action over suffering. Dickens also said, “Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.” Great words to live by in this and every season of the year.
We have lovely neighbors and I try to make something nice for them each Christmas. This year I decided on cranberry bread from James Beard's cookbook, Beard on Bread. (Since the recipe is on his website, I've linked to it. I didn't have rosewater so I used lemon extract instead.) Every one of these recipes I've tried is delicious. His banana bread recipe is the only one I use and my children love his oatmeal bread which makes the best toast ever.
The main reason I settled on this recipe was that I found these cunning little loaf pans at Michael's. The diced cranberries and walnuts make the batter look wonderful even before it's baked.
The amount of batter was perfect for the four loaf pans and the loaves crowned beautifully.
Now that they are cooling, I'm taking a well-deserved break to enjoy a cup of tea and some Peanut Blossom cookies.
My childhood friend, Sandy lives in Ohio and she was disappointed that they only got a dusting of snow last night and requested that I make a snow angel on her behalf. With a front and back yard full of snow, I felt it was the least I could do to oblige.
Jim took the photos and asked me if I was planning to fall over backwards like he and his brothers used to do. I declined. I'm laughing in this photo because the snow was very cold.
This is nearly the same view that I posted last night. We definitely got at least 3 or 4 inches of very pretty snow. We went out for breakfast, but the roads were deserted considering it's the last Saturday before Christmas. I'm off to make cranberry bread for my neighbors and then to sew.
I opened the side door long enough to take this photo. The winter storm is upon us. Thank goodness school was dismissed three hours early today. We are snug and dry inside our wee house so we can enjoy the beauty of the snowfall. I wonder if it will last a week so our Christmas will be white? Happy holidays to all.
Please forgive me as I fall into instructional librarian mode, here. The confluence of several things has given birth to this little post. Firstly, just a few days ago, someone on the quiltart listserv asked about getting hits on old blog posts. Secondly, Google Reader made a display change some time back that now presents the title of the blog post and the first few lines. One must click on the title to see pictures and click again on this display to go directly to the blogger's post. This change means that more posts can be displayed in a smaller space, but it also means that your titles had better be good enough to get your readers to open your post!
Here's a screen shot of one of the blogs on my reader. As you can see, without titles, it's not very clear what the posts are about.
Back several months ago, I wrote a post on the importance of tracking one's blog. In this post, I stressed the importance of titling and tagging when one is writing blogs posts. Blogging is all about getting your thoughts to an audience, and titling and tagging are two of the best ways I can think of to help readers find your words.
The quilt that I made with the Girl Scouts has been sitting on my work table for several weeks now while I tried to figure out how to quilt it because of the big, painted center. I realized that machine quilting the painting would be bad for the surface, so I carefully hand quilted enough of the (painted) edges to connect all three layers. The girls are coming to our next guild meeting this Thursday and we are going to show the quilt to the rest of the guild, so that meant some form of machine quilting was going to be necessary on the pink ribbon blocks to get it finished by then. I've done several workshops on machine quilting, but this was the maiden voyage in terms of doing an entire quilt.
My old Bernina has a darning foot and when I dropped the feed dogs, it worked really well. The photo above it a close-up of the foot. It takes a little time to get a rhythm and control the flow so that you don't end up with really long stitches. A large stippling pattern seemed to look the best. The thread is an ecru machine quilting thread.
The biggest issue was manipulating the quilt and keeping my feet under the table. A chair on casters isn't the best idea for machine quilting. After about an hour, I felt like I'd been wrestling a bear!
The stippling worked really well to tack the edges of the fused ribbon blocks. The surface turned out fairly well, but my poor Bernina would not run after I cleaned and oiled it, so it is going to the sewing machine doctor tomorrow. The bias binding is all made and I will sew that on tonight.
I don't know if I will ever do this again, but it's nice to have the experience. The surface texture that hand quilting creates is tough to beat and I love the process much more than that of machine quilting.
We've had a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday. Jim took this photo of me, my brother Dan, my mom, and my dad when we went out for lunch on Wednesday. This is the first photo of the four of us together in years. I have much for which to give thanks and family is right at the top of the list. I hope you all enjoyed a great time with your families as well.
As promised, here are some photos of the black, white, and yellow bento box quilt that will be a Christmas present.
Hand quilted, it is the same simple pattern I do on the baby quilts. Each square is bisected on the diagonal to create a grid over the entire quilt.
I'm now using my little half hoop to finish the edges. I use quarter inch masking tape to keep the quilting lines straight because I hate marking.
This is the label on the back with the spoiler information removed. I love that giant fish stamp and use it whenever I can. The label is handwritten because my all-in-one printer does not like fabric with freezer paper ironed to the back.
Here's a close-up. I took these with my old camera because the new one just doesn't have a great depth of field and it was meant more for photographing people. It has a face-finder focus aspect.
This is a quarter of a block up close.
And finally, here's a shot of a bigger section of the entire quilt. The next time you see this one, it should have binding and be ready for wrapping paper. Quilted Librarian out for Thanksgiving food shopping and more house cleaning.
It's been one of those weeks and I'm quilting on the black, white, and yellow bento box. (Pictures to come.) My parents are coming to us for Thanksgiving along with my brother and his wife, so I'm sharing an old picture of my mom, my Mama, and my aunts about 1925. From the left, it's Aunt Joan, Aunt Charlotte, my mom (Kathleen), and Aunt Betty. Mama is behind them. I'm sure Papa took the picture. He was one of those naturally great photographers.
All these old photographs are causing creative thoughts to percolate in my feverish little brain. After the wedding, I will have to do something more than just think! Hope the rest of your week is great. Quilted Librarian is off to be Coach Fisher of the Battle of the Books team.
The American Association of School Librarians conference was held in Charlotte and it was a terrific place for a conference, especially in November. The weather was fabulous every day and we walked everywhere. Not only was our hotel conveniently located close to the convention center, it was also surrounded by a host of fantastic non-chain restaurants. We sampled the cuisine at Merts, Zink, Ratcliffe on the Green,and Coco Osteria among others.
Directly across from the convention center is this wonderful green. The entrance is flanked by these fantastic book tower sculptures. Needless to say, all the convention goers were photographing it like mad.
One of the seating areas in the green was home to these lovely fish sculptures. The green was a wonderful spot to spend a few relaxed minutes during lunch and many people took advantage of it.
The keynote address at the opening session was given by danah boyd, an ethnographer who is often called "the high priestess of networked social media." It was not your momma's keynote speech, and was entertaining as well as information rich.
The Exploratorium that went on before the vendors' exhibit opened was a sort of science fair for media specialists. For my money, the best in show was this neat idea called a sticky note wiki.
Sticky notes can be color coded (pink for reference books, blue for books in the regular collection, yellow for what you think you know, etc.) The creator, Craig Coleman, even had a hands-on element asking viewers to contribute to his information gathering about genres. Many different applications come to mind using this great little idea!
The vendors' exhibits are always popular. Everyone was taking pictures of Baker and Taylor and collecting pins and bags with the pictures of the real cats. What is it about cats and librarians that seems to go so well together?
One of the highlights of the conference for me personally was getting to attend two in-person sessions with Dr. Annette Lamb. Annette and her husband, Larry Johnson are professors at Indiana University School of Library and Information Science, who teach only on-line classes. The most valuable class I had in library school was Annette's Information Inquiry for Teachers. When I first started blogging in 2004, it was for her class. Larry's classes on Electronic Materials and Information Architecture for the Web brought me to things I use every day. Meeting them both, in person, was a real treat.
Getting to spend time with authors is always inspiring at these gatherings and I had a wonderful time listening to great speeches by Laurie Halse Anderson, Linda Sue Park, and Richard Peck as well as Charles R. Smith, Jr. who was new to me. Above is Richard Peck signing books in the Penguin booth. I've been fortunate enough to meet him two other times and we chatted about DePauw and Wabash while he signed my copy of A Season of Gifts.
The closing party was at Imaginon, a fantastic library/childrens' museum/theatre complex in Charlotte. Don't let anyone tell you librarians don't know how to party!
This lovely little drawing by James Marshall is part of the collection at Imaginon. George and Martha were big favorites of my children.
In closing, I would love to see this conference go for fewer, non-concurrent sessions that blow one's socks off and really enlarge the idea of the Bloggers' Café. I was lucky in what I chose. Only one session I attended was underwhelming, but I heard several people complaining that their sessions were sort of mediocre, state convention level gatherings. When you spend $500.00 plus airfare, meals, and hotel, it should be dazzling.