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A Bird’s Eye View

Title: Meander

A meander in general is a bend in a sinuous watercourse. A meander is formed when the moving water in a river erodes the outer banks and widens its valley. A stream of any volume may assume a meandering course, alternatively eroding sediments from the outside of a bend and depositing them on the inside. The result is a snaking pattern as the stream meanders back and forth across its down-valley axis.
The term derives from the river known to the ancient Greeks as (Μαίανδρος) Maiandros or Maeander, characterised by a very convoluted path along the lower reach. As such, even in Classical Greece the name of the river had become a common noun meaning anything convoluted and winding, such as decorative patterns or speech and ideas, as well as the geomorphological feature. Strabo said: “… its course is so exceedingly winding that everything winding is called meandering.

Source: Wikipedia

I love this piece. I loved making it. I would happily live with it.

Titled: Prairie Fields and Circles

Detail

Last night, members of High Fiber Diet brought their pieces for the Bird’s Eye View to our meeting. They all came home with me. On March 7th, two other members will join me in jurying the show.

I am currently working on two pieces that I can’t share — maybe glimpses. I didn’t get much done today. I sorted and folded my artist cloth and got some inspiration. I screened some images that may or may not go onto my next 12 X 12 quilt, which is due March 1st with the theme, blue, white and a touch of black. Not sure if I want to go literal or abstract.

4 Responses to “A Bird’s Eye View”

  1. Kristin L says:

    So when is your “Abstract Landscapes” solo show?

  2. Vicki W says:

    The both turned out great!

  3. Connie Rose says:

    Your new quilts are wonderful, as always. I love them!

  4. jenclair says:

    I can’t help but think of some of my favorite lines from Coleridge’s “Kubla Khan”: “Five miles meandering with a mazy motion/
    Through wood and dale the sacred river ran…” Beautiful, Gerrie!