I started to edit this picture. But then I looked at the sunlight and couldnt. The orchid is absoutely beautiful. The light shines brightly and the petals take an angelic look. They are so paper thin. And yet so strong. Their beauty is beyond compare. The smell when you walk in the garden is nothing compared to the most expensive perfume. It is life. It is the beauty of life.

Directions

In my mind, I dont know why I didnt see the end results of this quilt. But it didnt start out like this. The squares were made first. I love the ducks. I used pink cause I didnt like the orange. And from there it took a mind of it's own. I love the hand painted fabric. It came to life.
Isnt this what we do in life as well, we start on a road and then are guided to the right road. And if listen to our hearts, we will find our path. Even by little ducks, who were just swimming around. Can you see all the other animals walking? I am in love with this quilt. Sewing to me is as exciting as photography. You truly believe you saw what you saw. Then you develop the picture and find a new life to it. Something you dont remember seeing. Sewing, is the same way. You start with a pile and then it becomes it's own life. I wonder if people who work with clay feel the same way.

Today I spent the day in the garden. Botanical Gardens. It was spent with a friend who is of like minds. Kindred spirits. And it was so refreshing, not to have to explain, my need to walk slowly. To meditate upon each petal. To praise it's glory. To listen to the laughter of the childern. Their innocence and beauty. The politness of all in the garden today. My soul was renewed once again. And the most beautiful thing I noticed was the orange. Orange is a forgotten color. OR let's say an ignored color. Quilters shy away from it. Not many houses have orange walls. And truthfully not in most gardens either. These pictures have not been retouched. My photo shop program has decieded it doesnt like Vista. Which is the operating system I have. So I am shopping. I need something very very usure friendly.

There is nothing softer than the petals of a flower. The touch of a baby's skin. The velvetey sensous allure of a flower. This started out as a simple White Chryastium. I held onto the stem and rolled it between my hands. It was beautiful. So when I got to photo shop I found a way to duplicate it. The fragance comes to life everytime I look at the pictue. I did add a bit of blue to enhance the beauty. Do you remember as a child turning in circles till you were dizzy and then falling down and watching the clouds pass? I hope this helps you remember those special times and lets that inner child come out and play once in a while.

Learning and links

http://paintedheartstudio.blogspot.com

Ok this will be a quick entry. I talked about my friend Jane, This is her web site. She has amazing things. I am new to this and could not figure out how to do the link. So I am hoping this is going to slove that problem.