...my response to an email which was sent to me this week. We had been talking about creativity which had been prompted by a quilt block which I had seen... Her reply to my email triggered a lot of thoughts for me... Below was my reply to her...
"Dear ,
Again thankyou for your reply to my email...
I read it yesterday before I went to work and the words stayed with me all day long...
It sent me into a 'thought journey' one of exploration and possibilities. In fact your reply triggered all kinds of questions for me... Some questions are still in that 'drifting' stage and I cannot seem to 'anchor' them... Oddly enough your email made me think about my writing and not so much my needlework...
And as one does - one thought connects to the next... In a lateral way I see what we both do as the same... You construct with fabric and stitching to express an idea... I use a similiar way except I use words to 'construct' my writing... The image of you and and your frustrated attempts at writing parallel my own attempts with fabric and stitching...
You may use a bead or a (or group of) stitch(es) to particuarly emphasis a piece of fabric - me - I may use a word that will do the same in a sentence... Something that will 'draw' the eye and or the mind - perhaps to a question - perhaps something to resonate with in the beholder...
I like to read - and while I will read most things - the writing which appeals to me most is the kind that makes me think or/and inspires my imagination... I can only descibe it as like a sparks illuminating that dark boundless space... When I was a small girl it was the 'Faraway' stories by Enid Blyton... I migrated within those pages and went on the adventures with those characters... Long after the book was ended I was still there creating lands and adventures of my own which I would run over in my head on those endless walks to and from school and those moments before sleep when the lights where out and the house was settling...
Like my reading I like to look at all kinds of quilts and stitching but it is those quilts which make me linger, perhaps not for their excellence in needlework or design, but rather in the 'story' they tell. These are the ones that excite that same spark and a ' I wanna do too'...
Your friend's block 'spoke' to me - it inspired my imagination among other ways about the women behind it - not only the lone figure but also your friend... It was for me as though the past reached out to be acknowledged in some form by the present for the future...
In more ways I understand the term about something taking on a life of its own... Most people who are creative say this at some stage - as if they are the physical channel for that particular idea or concept to take solid form... The 'grounding rod' so to speak... I think that is what appealed to me about 'the letter' which I reproduced on my blog... The thoughts expressed in that piece of writing seemed to me to say it all...
I could go on - but I will stop - as you can see by my response that the flood gates have opened - hehehehehe
Sharon H"
2 comments:
Food for thought as always, Sharon - just as you described last night. (Thanks again for a delicious meal and great company. Ken and I enjoyed the night immensely!) Well, you won. After all the nagging, you have another Harry Potter fan. I read the book in about 3 hours, which meant that as usual when I get my head into a good book, nothing else got done - thanks, pal! I am going to put a note on Patra's Other Place now, after I have wiped the egg off my face...
Fire is something which has proccupied me since I lost my sense of smell 2 years ago. Would I know if the house was on fire? I burn more toast than you'd believe because I cannpt smell it - even when I'm stood watching it is blackens! Thank you for the reminder to check my smoke alarm batteries and thank goodness you weren't home alone and you are all ok :)
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