Oh yes, the propellers. Thank you for all your suggestions, interest, support and enthusiasm. Really, I truly appreciate it and I'm amazed that so many of you seem to be enjoying this process so much.
Ultimately, I ignored most of you and didn't think about perspective. I decided to trace general patterns from my giant print out, cut pieces out of fused fabric, add some muted painted details and slap them together.Benjamin took both of these shots. I thought this long shot was kind of fun. It gives you an idea of the space I work in.It's incredibly messy at the moment. Everything is "unpacked" but not yet in its place and organized. This is the front half of our basement. Benjamin was standing on the stairs. The bar in the foreground is the railing.
The basement also might explain the awful lighting and color correct-ness of my photos. I've been taking photos without the flash, because it seems to give a slightly more true image. But, you see lots of shadows. The lighting in the basement isn't the greatest anyway. Daytime lighting is different from nighttime since we do have a couple of small windows just above ground level.
Anyway, I apologize. It is what it is.
So, here are the propellers. I may add some sense of movement with quilting later.
The other element I knew I really wanted to include were the "wings of gold." These are the insignia pilots wear on their uniforms. They are very hard earned and Jeff and I have fond memories of his winging ceremony. It's a big deal.
I wanted to use a technique I used before, most successfully with the chair in the self portrait I did in Sue Benner's workshop.
I start by placing a piece of gold organza over the quilt where I want the wings. Then I pin a printout of the wings over that. I used several pins and tried to get everything tight and flat. Then I free motion stitched right through the paper following the lines of the pattern.
I left the thread tails long because I knew I'd need to bury them after.
Then I peeled off all the paper. It comes off pretty easily since it's perforated by the needle.
Then I buried the threads with this great self-threading needle.
Then I cut away all the excess organza. Ta da!
I think they look pretty great. But...
At this point, I mostly dissatisfied with the quilt. I like the wings. I like the map a lot, though I wish it was more distinct. I like the plane. I love the navy blue background with the stamped circles and the red quilting. But, I think the composition is awful. The different elements are related to each other, but they lack a visual relationship on the 40x40 inch square.
I was chatting with my best friend Lucy on the phone and I told her I thought it was a lost cause. I told her I didn't intend to start over and that I would probably just finish it as it is, enter the show and hope for the best.
Of course, I'm my own worst critic. (Aren't we all?) If I only entered work that I felt completely satisfied with, I'd never enter anything. It's a process and I'm learning as I go along.
Tune in tomorrow...