Stitching inspiration

I love teaching. Meeting new people who are interested in stitching as much as I am is a gift. Last week I spent time with 19 stitchers at Quilting by the Lake sponsored by the Schweinfurth Art Museum in Auburn, NY. They specialize in bringing teachers and students together to stitch, print, piece and contemplate quilted art together. I was lucky enough to get only the best stitchers—those with courage to take some chances, curiosity to see what might happen and stamina to do it all day long for five days. Many were beginners, some seasoned stitchers but everyone approached the work with beginner minds. The best kind.

So I decided to post some of their work here. These samples were some of the first exercises—just the beginning of a gallery of experimentation, representation and above all else, stitching. I can’t wait to see how they bring some of these techniques to their work.

Spending time together In a room devoted to an art form is like a shot of adrenaline for me. There is inspiration, frustration, and concentration for all. I recommend Quilting by the Lake, its track record in bringing inspiring teachers and devoted students together is proven by their loyal and eager student base. I was honored to be invited and energized by the experience.

A residency at the Virginia Center for Creative Arts

Let me tell you about a great experience. I was invited to the Virginia Center for Creative Arts in Amherst, Virginia for a 3-week residency. It turned my head around.

Here is a sampling of the things I saw and did.

The Campus

The Studio

New friends

My work

There was drama

That’s a ten bladed chain saw hanging from a helicopter that the railroad used to trim trees on their tracks. It traveled up and down those utility wires and the train tracks for two days. You could see those blades spinning. It sounded and looked apocalyptic.

The result

Surrounded by serious artists of all stripes I could not help but work all day and into the nights. The focus on serious pursuit of the work makes all the difference. We all toiled, we all celebrated each other, we all felt sheltered and honored. Did I mention three meals a day? I recommend this. Find a space that allows complete focus. Find other serious artists with whom to share the experience. Work hard and enjoy the privilege.

New beginnings, a refreshed spirit.

Progress shots

People ask me all the time if I have a plan in place for the work I do.

I don’t. Not anymore.

There are enough raw materials in my studio to inspire me to experiment rather than plan . I have come to understand that my process is more important than the final product. So I play instead of work. I daydream instead of analyze. I start instead of stall.

This piece, Beware the Jabberwock, revealed itself after much experimentation.

Discarded scraps were a starting point for this figure. It didn’t really turn into a being until I saw that eye.

I had some great green and orange patchwork that didn’t work out in its original composition so I cut it up and added a background to the figure. I did notice that he was centered within the green and black portions of the layout and decided I had to change that so that he was more off center. I also didn’t like the way that vertical like when through the top of his head.

The nice thing about using cut up scraps is you can reposition them by just cutting out a hole and filling it with a different piece. Since I was hoarding the green and orange bits I decided to add a third element with the bright white and multicolored bits from a different quilt. Adding more green and orange moved the figure slightly off kilter.

I really started to like this piece so I decided to make it larger by adding yet another grouping of scraps to the bottom edge and the top corner. Then I noticed for the first time that there are two figures, the little tan guy in the center and the monster eating his head in black. Balance problem solved.

Almost done. Just some extra details here and there. The jabberwocky has horns, there is a bit of chaos, the edges are raw. They suit my mood.
Beware the Jabberwock. 40” x 49”, Paula Kovarik

Beasts

Some movies, like art, stick in your mind and haunt you for years after you have viewed them. Back in 2012 I watched Beasts of the Southern Wild, a brilliant allegory about love, danger, courage and chaos. The raw story covers themes of climate change, health care, coming of age rituals, family loyalty and dysfunctional government. It touched my heart and lingers there still. In it the Beasts were represented by an ancient species called Aurochs. These are the creatures that the cave painters illustrated. According to their DNA, they are a precursor to our modern cattle.

Playing with three dimensional forms I found a way to change a square into a 4-legged beast.

Here one day, gone the next.

While the aurochs were a robust species they went extinct around 1600 because of over hunting and loss of habitat. It’s a sad but all too common story on earth. 

Cattle are followers.

In our modern day, one may ask: should we act as cattle? Can we decide for ourselves what is right or wrong? Should we succumb to the barrage of media and managed images aimed at twisting our minds to follow or forget? As another failing species, do we not know that war is wrong, lies do wound, and a society built only on individual freedom is bound to hurt us all? When do we change from an I, ME, MINE society to the WE that will heal the rifts?

These guys are not so much an invasion as a reminder that if we go brainless into the future our future will be fraught.

My beasts are cuddly.

Creating headless beasts from previously made quilts is a way I can process the chaos and dangers I see and hear all around me. They are huggable in their innocence. They are each defined by their raw materials. They make me laugh and I imagine them herding together for safety. 

I hope they regain their heads.