I usually cut off my wool socks at the ankle and swath my wrists in warmth in the winter using the calf sections as fingerless gloves. It helps keep the blood warm in my fingertips. But when I noticed this still life in my studio window this morning I thought maybe I should double up. Though it is difficult to maneuver fabric through the throat of my Bernina with gloves on, the trade off of chilled fingertips is a true handicap.
Wishing for Spring soon.
Kindergarten, ©2014, Paula Kovarik
What do you want to be when you grow up?
Do we really get a choice? Is the accumulation of experiences and genes what defines our pathways? Watching my grandsons grow up I note with astonishment how different they are one to the other. The same could be said of my sons, my siblings, my cousins. Each of us seem to pop into existence with a ready-made set of emotions, behaviors and urges. So, do we really get a choice? Can we switch our inner compass? That's the story of this quilt.
Kindergarten, Paula Kovarik
Walked into my studio this morning to see this. I finished the Kindergarten quilt last night and had hung it on the door to review the details. The sun shined through this morning revealing the fact that I used a polka dot fabric for the backing. Lovely.
Spent some time this week playing with pattern again. It is good to go to a different medium when stalled in the design process. Here is the result. I think I will call this Scrambled Eggs. It uses the 2014 color of the year, Radiant Orchid.
Scrambled Eggs, ©2014, Paula Kovarik
sidewalk art, 01.2014
My daily walk yesterday took me to this contemplative fellow. I love the simplicity of these lines and shadows.
