Today I made a doll quilt. I signed up for the Doll Quilt Swap 9 and it started back in June? A while ago. Last month I made this quilt. I just wanted to sit on it. I wasn't sure if it was the one, but I felt like I was on to something. It's that rule in art when you spend a concentrated amount of time working on something... then you walk away from it, and look at it later with new eyes, or a less agressive/ personal/ too close to home, eye.
this was inspired by my deary friend Benjamin's work. He's a dream of a graphic designer. At one time he gave me permission to make all of his work into quilts. I'll see if I still have the email so I know it's in writing.
Anyway. I was packing up the quilt today to send it off to my swap partner. And then I knew. It wasn't right. Not that the quilt isn't sweet action... it just wasn't the right quilt. But I didn't have another quilt...
not a problem.
For anyone who has worked with me in real life you would know how impulsive I can be about deadlines. Something is due, and then I don't like it anymore. It's not that it's bad or wrong... I am just over it, or dissapointed in it, or just too close to it, and then I start over. I have driven myself near crazy, and those around me, but I can't think of a time when I started over with a very pressing deadline that I wasn't more sure about my decision. More sure that the first thing was right, or more sure that it was the right thing to move forward with something else. But I would say if I feel impressed to do something different, 9 times out of 10 it's truth bombs dropping all around me and it leads me to something I needed.
5 hours later, this is what I had.
It's called Vivaldi. Here's why. A couple years ago I was up in the lab at school waiting for an advanced typography class that I was sitting in on to start, and my friend Nick came in with a book from the library that he had just checked out. I don't know what the book was, it was a design book (obvs), but we started going through it and I saw this cover for a recording of Vivaldi. I was amazed and blown away! and in love! and to this day I have thought about that cover. This is my best impression of that cover. A manifestation of a vivid memory.
update: I found it! I'm amazed! The last time I saw it was 2+ years ago. I didn't remember any purple or neon.
When I finished it, I took its picture, folded it along with some other stuff, put it into a box and shipped it off.
Here's the thing. When I was posting it on flickr earlier I had an epiphany. An epiphany I would not ever have had if I just boxed up the first quilt. An idea that I had been desprately reaching for. It was like some office aid showed up with a note from my mom saying I could leave school early. It was that good, and the quilt turned out so well.
I had been worried for a while that I had lost my clarity. That the force wasn't strong with me anymore, but it's instinces like these when I remember that all I have to do is listen.