Any Color’s All Right As Long As It’s Blue (for Gene), Part 2 (Finished!)

The last of the Any Color series for my grandparents is complete.

Red for Basil. Green for Lucille. Purple for Neska. And Blue for Gene.

Spending the last few months creating these has been both pleasant and poignant, a time of joy-filled memories of visits with beloved grandparents but also a time tinged with the sadness that never, ever quite leaves after loss.

The process to create Blue went more smoothly than those before it. Not all that surprising, I suppose. Practice makes perfect (or close to it), after all. However, the knowledge that Blue, the last in this series, was in memory of the first grandparent I lost made me a little weepy. There are tears stitched to, and soaked into, the fabric.

A piece of my heart went with each grandparent when he or she died. But in return, a piece of each of them lives on in me.

Blue is for Grandpa Gene, who lives large and bold in my heart.

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Any Color’s All Right As Long As It’s Blue (for Gene) ~ link to poem

Any Color - Gene - Finished

The finished product

Any Color - Gene - 13

His favorite number was 13

Any Color - Gene - Green Giant

He gave me a Jolly Green Giant doll. I remember it with vivid clarity. There are days I wish I still had it.

Any Color - Gene - Photo

Wasn’t he handsome?
This seemed like the perfect place to save his fireman’s retirement badge.

Any Color - Gene - Poem

The poem

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How do you honor those who live on in your heart?

 

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Any Color’s All Right As Long As It’s Purple (for Neska), Part 2 (Finished!)

June was a crazy month.  I had to travel for work three out of the four weeks, two days each week, which should have thrown off my whole schedule.  And, to a degree, it did.  But it also motivated me to work harder and longer in the available time I did have at home in my studio.  As a result, I not only started Any Color’s All Right As Long As It’s Purple (for Neska) in June, I FINISHED it in the same month!  It’s the small things, people.  Those little accomplishments that make all the difference between continuing and giving up.  Celebrate all the tiny victories.

I love the colors in this art quilt.  Of course, my love of purple comes naturally.  I dug through my jewelry box for the embellishments.  Grandma Neska loved brooches; I was surprised to find I had a few that would have suited her.  Please let me know what you think.

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Any Color’s All Right As Long As It’s Purple (for Neska) ~ link to poem

Any Color - Neska - Finished

Look at all that purple!! A royal art quilt. 🙂

Any Color - Neska - Detail 01

Lots of hearts for lots of love

Any Color - Neska - Detail 02

And lots of kisses

Any Color - Neska - Detail 03

Found this sparkly heart in the bottom draw of my jewelry box. Art deserves to glitter.

Any Color - Neska - Photo

My paternal grandma, Neska.  Note the brooch on her dress.

Any Color - Neska - Poem

Poetry label

The next in the series: Blue (for Gene) is in the early stages.  This one may be tough — he was my favorite.  Stay tuned.
How do you motivate yourself when you feel overwhelmed?

 

Any Color’s All Right As Long As It’s Purple (for Neska), Part 1

I’ve mentioned in previous posts for this series that, while working on Any Color’s All Right As Long As It’s Red, in honor of my Grandpa Clark, I realized Red (for Basil) was the first in a series for my grandparents.

I’ve finished two in the series. The second, for my maternal grandmother, Lucille, was Any Color’s All Right As Long As It’s Green.

This third honors my paternal grandmother, Neska, who loved purple. She wore it in dresses and hats, brooches and shoes. I believe she would have had purple carpets, drapes, and even walls if my Grandpa had been willing.

Neska passed away when I was 10 or 11, during a time when our family lost several loved ones. I wish my memories were stronger, but those I do have are of a woman who loved her children and grandchildren. She called each of us Pet and gave the best Grandma kisses. My grandfather adored her, this woman who worked as a nurse before they married in the ‘20s. She was strong and sweet and loving.

While working on this piece of art for her, I realized the memory, of how much she loved us all, is the only one I really need.

Any Color - Neska - Fabric

The palette

Any Color - Neska - Canvas

The canvas

Any Color - Neska - Top

The top…the hearts, kisses, and other items have been fused and the quilt sandwich made

Quilting is underway. Check back in a week or two to see how Purple turns out.

Do you agree love is the best memory?

Any Color’s All Right As Long As It’s Green (for Lucille), Part 2 (Finished!)

Over the Memorial Day weekend, I found a great block of time to finish Any Color’s All Right As Long As It’s Green (for Lucille). Pieced, fused, minimally quilted for subtle texture, and embellished with vintage clip on earrings and Nonie’s photo, this reminds me of the green carpets in her home.

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Any Color’s All Right As Long As It’s Green (for Lucille) ~ link to poem

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Any Color - Lucille - Finished 01

Any Color - Lucille - Finished 03

Any Color - Lucille - Airstream

Any Color - Lucille - Poem

Any Color - Lucille - Photo

Her birthday was May 23rd. I finished this on May 25th. Happy birthday, Nonie.

The next in the series: Purple (for Neska) is underway. Post to follow soon.

Any Color’s All Right As Long As It’s Green (for Lucille)

While I was working on “Any Color’s All Right As Long As It’s Red” in honor of my Grandpa Clark, I realized Red was the first in a series for my grandparents.  After a little digging through my parent’s and my own memory banks, favorite colors were recalled so the work could begin.

My maternal grandmother, Lucille, loved green.  The carpets in the three houses I remember her living in were always some shade of her favorite color.  She was an independent, strong, and stubborn woman — I’ve inherited all of that from her and couldn’t be more pleased.  My brother and I were her only grandchildren, so she doted on us, taking us camping in her Airstream trailer to Paraiso Hot Springs.  The scent of eucalyptus reminds me of those trips.

I remember her letting herself into our house, a dozen Winchell’s donuts in hand.  “I can’t stay; I brought these for the kids,” she’d say as she dropped the box on the kitchen counter, one heel already turned to dart back out the door to run her errands or attend Altar Society meetings or visit with friends.

She also loved music.  Or more correctly, loved musical instruments.  She owned a baby grand piano, an organ, a violin, an accordion, a flute, and probably a couple more.  I faintly recall a guitar.  Probably not a Les Paul, though.

Lucille passed away when I was 25.  She was the last remaining grandparent and the one most active in our lives.  I hope she can see the field of green I’m creating for her.

Green - Canvas

A field of green

Green - Top 01

I can see her playing the piano…

Come back in a couple of weeks to see how the quilting is coming along.

Tell me about your longest living grandparent.