Origami Kimono Quilt
Well, as promised, I DID use most of the origami kimonos which were created during my “dreaded origami kimono addiction” period. Out of the shoe box and onto a quilt they went! I even threw in a few pairs of pants to add to the silliness.
When middle daughter, complete with her art degree, told me she loved the newly created quilt, I was more than a little shocked. This is one piece I certainly do not consider art. Long-suffering hubby’s comment “What in the heck are you going to do with that?” made a lot more sense to me.
As you can see from the photo, I entered the piece in a quilt show and it did so much better than I ever thought it would. Yes, there actually are 3 ribbons hanging on it, one of them blue! It proved to be very popular with the viewers, especially those with children in tow. One Asian family took several photos of the quilt with each of their children standing in front of it, a very touching moment for me. The quilt did get a lot of quizzical looks from viewers, but once they read the title “Wash Day in Tokyo”, they seemed to get the joke.
Most asked question about the quilt….”Where did you get those tiny clothespins?”
Occasionally, when presented with a new creative idea, I find myself addicted, obsessed and creating multiples, each new piece more exciting to me than the last. This was the case with the small origami kimono I was introduced to by a friend.
Fellow ARTAA member, Sandra, a creator of human-sized kimono, was relocating down state. It was decided that each member of our fiber artists’ group would make a mini-kimono block to be presented to Sandra as a parting gift.
As I made my first origami kimono, my “spazz brain” went into over-drive as I thought about others I could create from my enormous fabric stash, some treasured pieces dating back 50 years. I visualized that using a symmetrically patterned fabric would create a truly unique design.
I was on a quest which led to a two-month, long-overdue, sorting of EVERY piece of fabric I owned in my search for “mirror images.” I made “possible kimono fabric” piles which eventually materialized into a whopping 90 kimono, each one different from the others.
O.K., Nance, now what? I have shoe boxes full of kimono which will eventually become an integral part of a piece entitled “Washday in Tokyo.” In this crazy head of mine, the piece is finished. In actuality, it is not, but all of my fabric is beautifully organized. Nice bonus.