Some boxes I made.
These are six little quilts each which are also stabilized by a piece of cardboard, before they are sewn together to form a box.
On top is an appliquéd motif and a self-designed button.
I love that with such an object I have the possibility to use all kinds of patterns, and that it is ultimately a piece of cooperation:
only when the owner puts something nice into it the box fulfills its purpose and is complete.
So each box will become a truly unique item in the owner's hand.
It's all blue what I work on at the moment, because we'll have a street festival next week in Weimar, Germany, where I live now for the most part of a year.
The slogan of the fair will be "Blue Mile":
residents and shop-owners organize lots of fun-activities, but everything is supposed to be blue:
clothes, food, champagne, things offered at stands ...
I will have a table where I offer some of my quilted objects which of course all have to be at least somewhat blue.
The interesting thing will be something most people warn me of:
I don't sell my pieces the usual way with price-tags attached, instead I will ask anyone who might be interested in receiving one of my items to determine by himself/herself what he or she finds appropriate to give me back in return.
That might be some money, perhaps also something else what might be at hand:
a gift-certificate for a café (there is such a lovely café opposite my apartment), or a book which by chance is carried in a bag on this day or whatever.
I'm curious what will happen then. I think I will have some very great stories to tell!
Speaking of stories and books:
I never read such a lovely explanation why reading a book is such a fine and exquisite activity as in "History of the Rain" by Niall Williams, in my copy it's on page 62.
The part I mean begins with "I love the feel of a book. I love the touch and smell and sound of the pages." I love what is described next! Maybe you might want to read it by yourself, it's in chapter 7, it's a wonderful book (and a very special one) altogether. Lots of extraordinary sentences like:
"But to get to where you're going you have to first go backwards. That's directions in Ireland, it's also T.S. Eliot. "
I wish everyone will have lovely summer days!
