#quilt of humanity

[enigmasandepiphanies]

the inherent intimacy in dying of laughter together

#shitpost #shitposts #eni tag #lovecore #romanticism #romantic academia #friendships #the human condition #humanity #quilt of humanity #wholesome #dark academia

[quiltingwitch]

She has no respect for my work ❤️

#this is second best to being held like a baby in my lap #she still lives with her cat mother as well as me her human mother #we both treat her like a kitten #she doesn’t realize she is an adult cat #textile art #textile arts #fiber art #sewing #cats of tumblr #cats and quilts #quiltingwitch

[dimsilver]

Carl Heinrich Bloch/Ary Scheffer/Robert Anton Leinwebber/St. Peter’s Church, Lewes/source unknown/Robert Hanley/Will and Testament by Jac Thompson

#ever since I heard this song this has been on my mind #it means so much to me that Peter's weak and lacking and human profession #the almost helpless 'you know that I love You' #(Jesus knows exactly the extent of that love; He knows how it failed) #that was enough #Jesus knew and forgave #because He had just died and risen for His friend #web weaving #quote quilts

[iheardyourprayer]

Spn s8 but everytime cas and naomi talk or cas gets yk worked on its in a different oblivious soul's heaven

#ik this isnt an original thought #but like raphael does not seem like the type to hang out in different human heavens for no reason #heaven shouldve been exclusively a patchwork quilt of heavens and The Garden at the center #spn s8

[scribefindegil]

Hubris Quilting FAQ

Hello new followers! I’m delighted that you’re all enjoying my hubris quilting so much!

For updates, check out my hubris quilting tag (if you’re looking at the blog on desktop, there should be a link to it in the sidebar!) Significant milestones will be added to the main post.

Edit 12/4/2022: You can also come and hang out in the Hubris Crafting Circle discord server @mirrorbird set up!

I’m loving all the tags and comments but don’t have time/spell slots to respond to all of them individually so: An FAQ!

Q: Why are you like this?

A: It is simply my nature.

Q: What do you mean you’re “cursed”?

A: I’ve got a chronic illness (ME/CFS my beloathed) that means I am largely bedbound and struggle to stand, read, write, talk, and think. Real fun! I call it my curse because that makes it sound exciting and fantastical instead of just depressing. I used to do a ton of different crafts, but since I got sick I had to stop most of them since they take too much mental and/or physical effort. But my tiny triangles are easy and modular and don’t require a functional brain. This is why the Mob vest is entirely handsewn--I can’t sit up long enough to use a sewing machine, but I can handle a needle and thread! Even on my worst days, I can usually baste a handful of paper pieces or sew a rosette or two. It helps a lot to have a project I’m consistently capable of working on.

And it means a lot to me that all of you are so excited about it! When you can’t leave the house and are often too tired to carry on a conversation, it can get pretty lonely. Reading all of your tags and encouragement has really brightened up my December. Thank you!

Q: This makes me feel like I could do [insert craft project that is equally full of hubris]!

A: YESSSSSSSS!!! Join me!!! (And join the Hubris Crafting Circle discord if you so wish!) There is no greater joy than following through on a truly unhinged craft idea! And then show me the fruits of your labor; i LOVE seeing other people’s hubris projects!

Q: I don’t watch Mob Psycho 100 but this is so cool!

A: It genuinely makes me so happy that people who have no context or knowledge of the show are still getting so excited about this! Love that humans will look at an absolutely buckwild project and go “I have no idea what’s going on here but I support you!” Makes me feel good about humanity.

(but also. have u considered watching mob psycho 100. mob is a Good Boy and i wish to share my boundless love for him)

Q: Will you show us when you’re done?

A: Absolutely! I don’t know how long it will take (A While) but I’m committed to see this thing through to the end and I will be posting about it the whole time :)

#hubris quilting #curseblogging #will add 2 this if there are more things but now it is time for Napping. #anywayyyy i am very tired and slow to respond to things but also i crave human interaction #so please talk to me about mob and also your own hubris crafts #and thanks for all the encouragement #<3

[lazulisong]

For reasons I'm too lazy to explain the parking garages where I work are now being Very Strict about employees actually using their god damn lot and let me tell you I've hit shocking new levels of disrespect for anybody with a post grad degree. We had a guy who had to be shown on a map that a location between Street O and Street P came AFTER Streets N and O if you worked in a neighborhood nicknamed the Alphabet District. (Now accepting contributions to the Keep Meg out of Jail Fund obv)

Big Hexies on standby while I work out some boring technical issues so am working on trashpanda quilt and crumb patches -- which technically I'm cutting up fabric for but it's either odd ends or I got it used anyway haha

#meg what is your problem #quilting #stabbing fabric to keep from stabbing humans

[rillabrooke]

buzz aldrin // electric light orchestra, "ticket to the moon" // jules verne, around the moon // michael collins & nasa, "earth's moon" // michael collins // sesame street, "i don't want to live on the moon"

#web weaving #quote quilt #pretty words #this absurd deep dive into the isolation of leaving earth and the desire to be connected to humanity is brought to you today by elo :D #i want to keep this all in one place so i can write about it later #writing inspo #and yes that's a sesame street song. it hits hard okay.

[flintandpyrite]

Oops I got really sucked into this and accidentally finished squares 55, 56 and 57. 55 has a double ring in it because I wanted to represent how our lives continue to overlap after 14 years (!!!!) of friendship. I think it’s cute.

#my projects #oops hyperfocused and wore the skin down on my fingers by sewing too much today haha #it’s just so hard to stop working on it #quilting #for reference if you are just joining: this is a friendship quilt for my college roommate Tara #who is a delightful human being and absolutely quiltworthy

[indecentwarwlf]

there is an ocean, in my soul, where the waters do not curve

SAWtober days 16 and 17 - Water and Photograph

#finally got to draw sweaty stinky grimy amandy! #this is based off a quilt which is based off the lyric that makes me Bonkers...if anyone also wants to experience every human emotion #saw #saw ii #amanda young #sawtober #my art #horror

[moregraceful]

My ass is not thriving at work today WHY did a loving God allow Al Gore to create emails

#on the bright side i discovered it's pay day week so i will be buying a new quilt!! #finding a human quilter not devaluing their work but also not making insanely ugly or patriotic quilts...difficult #like it's 2023 why are you selling a quilt themed ''cowboys vs indians''. good gravy #i finally found someone off etsy who is selling beautiful quilts priced appropriately but my god. the way i has to google for it!!! #fresno oilers.txt

[enigmasandepiphanies]

I think the human condition is just finding magic in the compositions of people's mundanity. Knowing they love strawberry perfumes and aloe moisturizers, knowing their favourite ice-cream flavours and the song they can sing in their sleep, gosh knowing their sleep schedules and sharing dreams during breakfast. Knowing the motifs of their grief and the childhood stories behind the swings, the joy of knowing how they completed their day with 15 math problems, one incomplete art assignment, a sandwich for breakfast, a kind smile of a stranger who passed them, and not to mention dropping their phone 5 times. The inherent comfort in knowing the stories inside their kitchen, where the glasses are kept with their favorite mug adorning a Studio Ghilbi character and why they eat noodles in a dented red bowl. Their heat/cold tolerance, their spice tolerance, coffee orders and their favourite snack aisle at the grocery store. The art accounts they follow and their comfort youtube videos and their unhinged coping mechanisms. Oh the mortifying ordeal to be known but oh the gratifying relief in being known. Comfort lies in these compositions of mundanity. I think love hides in mundanity and I think magic is just being human, just being unfiltered like toothpaste stains pajamas, just being in the presence of each other

#eni tag #spilled ink #humanity #quilt of humanity #romanticism #romantic academia #the human condition #peoplehood #poetry #lovecore #love #wholesome #shitpost #shitposts #domestic

[crossbackpoke-check]

Sometimes, I will come across your blog and read certain tags on certain pairs because, What? What? How are your thoughts my thoughts? How is someone else expressing (so perfectly) what I thought existed only in my head? The references (warm leftovers, please. Feel horribly proprietary over that poem.), the memes, the word choices. I know we all grew up on the same internet, but it's like we grew up in the same corner.

It rattles me each time it happens and yet, the next time I return, and wander through, reading along as if we were walking through my local arboretum and you were rambling and I was nodding along. Consider this ask my version of a reply in the arboretum world.

i-

when i got this i just had to sit there and read your message a few times because that is one of the loveliest compliments i’ve ever gotten and i hope you know i am overjoyed to be here rambling to you 💕 to have touched you in some way!! to form a connection!!! and all i can say is thank you and i love you and i would love to go for a walk in the arboretum with you any time

#no because WARM LEFTOVERS???? i think there’s a little bit of all of us who feels so proprietary over that poem #because it’s asking for a sense of ownership for a belonging and ohhhh it fucks me up every time. every time i cry and in particular #that you love that tangled-up half idea is just. so dear to me like please!! come share the brain!!! i want to listen to you!!! i fully #i don’t even. hearts for thumbs i am actually having the reaction right now of yeah sorry the idea of genuine human connection got to me. #you know how they opened up the mailboxes to trees? and people sent in poetry to them? this to me. weeping ok #liv in the replies #one of my favorite tags to yell is SAME BRAIN!!! 🧠 🧠🧠 and i get to do that with you today <3 #anyway. thank you for making my day also i PROMISE i am not scary i would love to be your friend #also the fact that i have been searching for where i pulled ‘quilted together’ from because i could not remember why for the longest time & #i think in looking yesterday i found that it was from black girls rising i-

[obstinatecondolement]

I'm a real panto audience scrolling my dash this afternoon. In the last five minutes I have reacted out loud with "Noooooo" and "Oooooh" to two different pieces of art.

#one was illustrations of birds with human legs and one was a quilt that looked like a stained glass window #I will leave it for you to decide which was noooo and which was ooooh

[themanwhowouldbefruit]

professional full stack web developer screams and cries and shits himself over the horror of.  margins????????????????????????

#my brother in christ. i promise you that is not the most confusing part of html and css. thats a fucking goddamn. MARGIN. are you ok bro??? #like. even if i had never picked up a quilting ruler in my life. bro i would still know about margins bro. margins are like. part of the #human experience. how can you not understand margins??? like yes. you have to plan for the space around the space. the same way you would #cutting wood for a table. hanging a frame. going outside. #this is sooooo sad and scary im cry laughing. imagine being scaredof margins. imagine going to css coding dot com and it sucks so much but #you preserve and get to the final boss and its just. its margins. its fucking margins. #OK i was trying really hard to finish this lesson but reading this cracked me open like an egg and ive lost it all so im going to bed now #goodnight!! #your telling me a queer coded this?

[hamletthedane]

I was meeting a client at a famous museum’s lounge for lunch (fancy, I know) and had an hour to kill afterwards so I joined the first random docent tour I could find. The woman who took us around was a great-grandmother from the Bronx “back when that was nothing to brag about” and she was doing a talk on alternative mediums within art.

What I thought that meant: telling us about unique sculpture materials and paint mixtures.

What that actually meant: an 84yo woman gingerly holding a beautifully beaded and embroidered dress (apparently from Ukraine and at least 200 years old) and, with tears in her eyes, showing how each individual thread was spun by hand and weaved into place on a cottage floor loom, with bright blue silk embroidery thread and hand-blown beads intricately piercing the work of other labor for days upon days, as the labor of a dozen talented people came together to make something so beautiful for a village girl’s wedding day.

What it also meant: in 1948, a young girl lived in a cramped tenement-like third floor apartment in Manhattan, with a father who had just joined them after not having been allowed to escape through Poland with his pregnant wife nine years earlier. She sits in her father’s lap and watches with wide, quiet eyes as her mother’s deft hands fly across fabric with bright blue silk thread (echoing hands from over a century years earlier). Thread that her mother had salvaged from white embroidery scraps at the tailor’s shop where she worked and spent the last few days carefully dying in the kitchen sink and drying on the roof.

The dress is in the traditional Hungarian fashion and is folded across her mother’s lap: her mother doesn’t had a pattern, but she doesn’t need one to make her daughter’s dress for the fifth grade dance. The dress would end up differing significantly from the pure white, petticoated first communion dresses worn by her daughter’s majority-Catholic classmates, but the young girl would love it all the more for its uniqueness and bright blue thread.

And now, that same young girl (and maybe also the villager from 19th century Ukraine) stands in front of us, trying not to clutch the old fabric too hard as her voice shakes with the emotion of all the love and humanity that is poured into the labor of art. The village girl and the girl in the Bronx were very different people: different centuries, different religions, different ages, and different continents. But the love in the stitches and beads on their dresses was the same. And she tells us that when we look at the labor of art, we don’t just see the work to create that piece - we see the labor of our own creations and the creations of others for us, and the value in something so seemingly frivolous.

But, maybe more importantly, she says that we only admire this piece in a museum because it happened to survive the love of the wearer and those who owned it afterwards, but there have been quite literally billions of small, quiet works of art in billions of small, quiet homes all over the world, for millennia. That your grandmother’s quilt is used as a picnic blanket just as Van Gogh’s works hung in his poor friends’ hallways. That your father’s hand-painted model plane sets are displayed in your parents’ livingroom as Grecian vases are displayed in museums. That your older sister’s engineering drawings in a steady, fine-lined hand are akin to Da Vinci’s scribbles of flying machines.

I don’t think there’s any dramatic conclusions to be drawn from these thoughts - they’ve been echoed by thousands of other people across the centuries. However, if you ever feel bad for spending all of your time sewing, knitting, drawing, building lego sets, or whatever else - especially if you feel like you have to somehow monetize or show off your work online to justify your labor - please know that there’s an 84yo museum docent in the Bronx who would cry simply at the thought of you spending so much effort to quietly create something that’s beautiful to you.

#shut up e #long post #Saturday thoughts #this has been in my drafts for a week haha #also this is the heart of why AI art feels so wrong #forget the discussion of copyright and theft etc - even if models were only trained on public domain they would still feel very wrong #because they’re not art. art is the labor of creation #even commercial art and art commissioned by the popes and kings of history: there is humanity in the labor of it #unrelated: I did not know living in the Bronx was now something to brag about. How the fuck do y’all New Yorkers afford this city???

[azuremist]

“Unfinished Painting” — Keith Haring

This painting was left intentionally incomplete. Haring began it when he was dying due to complications from AIDS, and knew he didn’t have much time left. The piece represents the incomplete lives of him and many others, lost to AIDS during the crisis.

“AIDS Memorial Quilt” — Multiple

This quilt is over 50 tons heavy, and one of, if not the, largest pieces of community folk art. Many people who died of AIDS did not receive funerals, due to social stigma and many funeral homes refusing to handle the deceased’s remains, so this was one of the only ways their lives could be celebrated. Each panel was created in recognition of someone who died due to AIDS, typically by that person’s loved ones.

“Untitled” (Portrait of Ross in L.A.) — Felix Gonzalez-Torres

This pile of candy weighs the same amount as Gonzalez-Torres’ partner, Ross Laycock, did. Ross Laycock had died due to AIDS-related complications earlier that same year. Visitors who see this piece are encouraged to take some of the candy. As they do so, the pile of candy weighs less and less, like how AIDS had deteriorated the body of Ross Laycock.

The SF Gay Men's Chorus

This photo was taken in 1993. The men in white are the surviving original members. Every man in black is standing in for an original member who lost their lives to AIDS.

“Electric Fan (Feel it Motherfuckers); Only Unclaimed Item from the Stephen Earabino Estate, 1997” — John Boskovich

After the death of his lover, Stephen Earabino, from AIDS, Boskovich discovered that his family had completely cleared his room, including Boskovich’s own possessions, save for this fan. An entire person, existence and relationship had been erased, just like so many lives during the AIDS crisis. Boskovich encased the fan in Plexiglass, but added cutouts so that its air may be felt by the viewer, almost like an exhalation. In a sense, restoring Earabino’s breath.

“Blue” — Derek Jarman

This was Jarman’s final feature film, released four months before his death from AIDS-related complications. These complications had left him visually impaired, able to only see in shades of blue. This film consists of a single shot of a saturated blue color, as the soundtrack to the film described Jarman’s life through narration, intercut with the adventures of Blue, a humanization of the color blue. The film's final moments consist of a set of repeated names: “John. Daniel. Howard. Graham. Terry. Paul". These are the names of former lovers and friends of Jarman who had died due to AIDS.

“Untitled” (Perfect Lovers) — Felix Gonzalez-Torres

Created by the same man who created the previous untitled piece, this piece was also inspired by his lover’s deterioration and death due to AIDS. This piece consists of two perfectly alike clocks. Over the course of time, one of the clocks will fall out of sync with the other.

In a letter written to his lover about the piece, before his lover’s passing, Gonzalez-Tourres wrote, “Don't be afraid of the clocks, they are our time, the time has been so generous to us. We imprinted time with the sweet taste of victory. We conquered fate by meeting at a certain time in a certain space. We are a product of the time, therefore we give back credit were it is due: time. We are synchronized, now forever. I love you.”

Please feel free to reblog with more additions

#aids #aids pandemic #aids crisis #lgbt #lgbtqia #queer history #lgbt history #art tag #azure does a thing #(i cried while putting this post together.) #(something about art about those lost to aids makes me want to fall to my knees.) #(happy pride month) #long post #death tw