Blowig by doze ad wishig I had sub rosebary sprigs (dot for by doze dough)
I am being brave today, showing y’all my fiber arts studio mess in the Landfill Dungeon. Believe it or not, a LOT of progress has been made down here. And yes, I do have a LOT of fabric…
There was a time when what I wanted to be when I grew up was a quilter. I mean an ART quilter. Problem? I NEVER FINISH ANYTHING!!! Of course, there was also a time when what I wanted to be when I grew up was a musician. And there was that freelance web designer period. And the Indian chief period. And despite what I said a few days ago when I wrote about the Indian chief period, there was a teacher period. Yes, really, but that was before I realized that teaching was more than marking down attendance in a book and grading 2nd grade math papers. Eventually I figured out that if I was a teacher I would have to interact with (you know) *students*. And parents. And… Er, and there was actually a small period of time when I wanted to be a nurse but that was limited to playing with the toy nurse kid kit I received as a get-well gift after I had my tonsils out in 2nd grade. There were candy pills in that kit. In real life I do not do well with bodily fluids and stuff. I GREATLY RESPECT those who do.
Anyway I do have a lot of fabric but I have given myself permission to keep the fabric for this round of flinging. I doubt I’ll ever be an “art” quilter but I may actually get back into some quilting some day. I have also given myself permission to keep the beach urchins’ stuffed aminals for now. (I know they’re reading this.)
I have kind of reached a crossroads in this flinging prodject (intentionally misspelled). There is a lot to do (and there are other rooms in the dungeon that I’m also working on) but I’m not quite sure what to do next. One of the things I am getting rid of now is a bunch of plastic containers that I *used* to store stuff in. I remember buying those containers. For so many years, I was on a constant quest to find ways to store my stuff in some kind of organized way. Guess what? I could never find *anything* when I *wanted* to find it. Why did I keep all that stuff? I was young and I was in an acquisitional stage. I still feel young and I don’t plan on going over to the other side any time soon but nowadays I think before I buy “stuff”. Will I use this? Will it be something I just have to store somewhere? Do I want my kids to have to get rid of it someday? No dumpsters in the driveway here!
So today I headed downstairs to eyeball the situation. What’s next? I’m not quite sure but I have some ideas and I am determined to keep slodging along with my flinging adventure.
April 4th, 2012 at 7:15 pm
Plastic containers?!! Can we have them? – D
This is, me thinks, the earliest ab post … (?) ‘Survivor’ watchin’ now …… I agree, teacher’s have their spot too. Now, for that vote in Lansing ….. Fool’s Parade we were there by Chop House – J
April 5th, 2012 at 6:25 am
Congrats on your grand success at flinging—the Landfill Dungeon’s fiber arts activity zone looks GREAT!
April 6th, 2012 at 10:57 am
“nowadays I think before I buy “stuff”. Will I use this? Will it be something I just have to store somewhere? Do I want my kids to have to get rid of it someday? No dumpsters in the driveway here!”
That is EXACTLY what I think all the time now. I watched the house next door go through a 6-dumpster clean-out when the owners died and the house was put on the market. SIX dumpsters! And it’s not a big house. I used to “baby”sit for the owner occasionally (she had Alzheimer’s) and that house was truly a candidate for that trashy (ha!) TV show called “Hoarders.” Rooms that could only be navigated by following narrow paths through piles of books, empty prescription bottles — seriously, huge mounds of them, old newspapers and mail, stuff beyond belief.
But about your room: you have your fabric color coded. To me, that spells O-R-G-A-N-I-Z-E-D.
April 8th, 2012 at 4:31 pm
Actually, you DID produce some wonderful “art quilts”! Like the one for The Engineer’s “Black Balloons” Birthday! (I just need to get around to getting it back up on a wall…somewhere.. not like I’m lacking for walls in this oversized monstrosity, just ambition to actually put my mind to *decorating* it… I see a blogpost of my own brewing!). The little “sunset scene as seen from The Beach” mini-quilt… and others still at the Cabin.
Like the music stuff, this is Good Stuff to have available for those times you need to go off into Another World to de-stress 🙂
Oh, yeah, and those gorgeous amulet bags you made (your Bead-Weaving Phase) – I still wear mine and proudly state that you made it!!