The little parakeets are trilling away. I love that sound. It is like a waterfall of noise -- times four. They are so petite and gently colored that they are a true joy to have here. I don't mind the extra clean up or feeding either. Little jewels. Maybe I should do a giant parakeet art quilt. I am thinking about scale right now. Small works don't engage my senses the same way larger imagery does. Too much like a computer screen image. Maybe small things should be big and big things should be small for a while? A parakeet with a rose? A giant sunflower towering over a city? Having new ideas, trying to let them sit and stew so that when and if my health ever comes back I can jump in with the vigor a good idea deserves. Until then I draw, accumulate, and think. Oh, the path of an artist is a winding one.
Also dreamed that I had 30 people signed up for a quilting workshop that was supposed to be for ten, and there were not enough supplies or machines to go around. And it was only two hours long. And it was in my house, sort of. Very odd dream. Maybe it is a good kick to get the information to the Merrimack Valley Quilters about their upcoming beading workshop sooner rather than later (this weekend!) Coming up in March. Add a nice talk to the North Parish Quilters in North Reading, MA, next week, and it is too busy a time to have the cold or sinus infection that is trying to take over my head. Back, demon germs, back!
An art link today: I thought Debbie Smyth was creating embroideries on fabric. Maybe she is, in addition to the work shown on this website (Design Stack, Drawing with Thread Exhibit) -- it looks more like string art from the 70's revamped with a contour drawing twist. Fascinating stuff, either way!!! Imagine the thread budget here...wowza. Check it out!