Playing the sympathy card-is it working yet?

I’ve been a slacker lately as to writing blogs. I have too much going on to tell you the truth. Not bad, just busy. Two large commissioned pieces, daughter moving out of the country, and on & on. It is all good, but even with my minuscule sleep habits, it’s getting hard to keep up.

I was up late as usual, working. But that doesn’t mean my attention span was at peak capacity, well it never is, but on this particular night it was worse than usual. I was busily sewing along, then all of a sudden, Pain!!!-Oops sewed right through my finger.

The needle broke off, [I have to interject at this point, that my Janome Horizon has plenty of power, if you’re shopping for one and wondered about that. Don’t you worry that it won’t sew through jeans. Believe me, it’ll sew through anything!] anyway back to my riveting story… it went in one side and came out the back, and was stuck there with the needle broken off..if only I’d had the where-with-all to take a picture [ You know, to show around & play the sympathy card! See, you’re feeling sorry for me right now…So go buy one of my quilts-I’d feel so much better!!!ha ha] But my only thought, besides “OUCH PAIN”, was to pull it out, not grab my camera ! Drat, another missed opportunity!

The moral of this sad little story? Watch out for sewing machine needles late at night, or don’t node and drive.

See Ya

Now, picture my little quivering lower lip, a slight tear in the corner of one of my eyes, feeling any sympathy yet? No? Drat, a picture would have been much more effective! Oh well, I gave it my best shot.

Posted by:Barbara Harms Fiber Art & More

Barbara Harms-Up Close and Personal I'm a fiber quilt artist, working in mixed media . Art runs in my family. I must have inherited the art gene. By my teens I had narrowed my focus to painting. I joined the Las Vegas Artist's Guild, their youngest member at the time. I was totally out of my league, a teen, in a room of adults. Mute, taking it all in. I hoped I went unnoticed, a fly on the wall, unlikely. A silent teenager in their midst, I’m pretty sure they noticed. But being emerged in art, exposed to serious artists, was a great experience. I’ve painted for most of my life. So, there you have it, the "glorious" beginnings of my artistic "career"! I've continued to paint for most of my life. I was introduced to quilting after moving to Oregon and instantly fell in love it. It was new and exciting, I jumped in with both feet. As enjoyable as I found quilting, I began to miss painting. Then, I discovered fiber art quilting, I was finally home. My Process & Approach For me, it's the process of creating that holds the strongest attraction. I love starting with a tiny seed of an idea; vague and blurred around the edges, then I follow where it leads. My style is fairly loose and instinctual. The choices and decisions that come up as I work on a piece, are made based on my gut feelings. This can result in quite a few changes in direction. This approach can lead to many changes in the direction. it takes The outcome can come as a surprise. I love that element of surprise. Sometimes everything just comes together & I think that this is one of my better ones. I can’t wait to show someone. I feel like a six year old, running home from school, a drawing in hand. He can't wait to show Mom. At those times I'm smiling like the Cheshire cat.