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I owe you an explanation, that is why only a short time I enter report sul Quilt Fest 2019 della 
Prague 2019
Questo è un post importante.
It could be my last article on Prague Patchwork Meeting.
Please note, It is not to be disappointed by the show, tutt’altro. The works were appreciated, arranged with taste and criterion, varied in style and perfectly enjoyable, in short, all good as ever.
But it is precisely that "as always" put me in crisis.
Even before I left I was afraid of being in front of the usual script, fine as long as you want, but too often replicated.
So here is the usual route, with the usual sidewalk and the usual two manholes without lids that if we end up with your foot inside you make off the ankle (to be optimistic). Here are the usual steep metal staircase style "The Hill", climbing which sooner or later some will feel bad. Here in the hall the usual themed exhibition arranged on the usual stands of 2011. That's the usual flawless available, but canonical, the works, so everything looks but nothing emerges. That's the usual textile creations, certain admirable workmanship and composition, however pleasant, But never imprudent or impudent. Here again, for good measure, the usual (and unexplained) absence of signs in Prague, affixes, leaflets, or even small signs that mention the Meeting.
Ci tengo a precisare che and John Štěrbová (Deus ex machina della mostra) It goes all my admiration, for its artistic figure in primis, but also to be able to manage for so many years this event patchwork. I remain convinced that the person can hold together and put together a group of quilter It can safely be nominated as President General of the United Nations.
Having said that I would have hoped that, in a moment of courage or madness, she decides to get out of the slide rails of the guaranteed success and risked relations and reputation for beating paths still unexplored.
Perhaps the fault is mine alone instead. Too many things I've seen, and too high now I place the bar of my consideration. Sono un po’ like the traveler who has traveled half the world and it is difficult to prove even wonder, So here I confess my guilt, that of being become insatiable and sofistica, in una parola: flawed.
That said, now you tell you something of the exhibition, a show that still should go to see, at least once. Maybe I advise you to go there with more amenities than I did, because I do not know if all the aficionade del patchwork They are able to hold twelve hours to go and come back twelve hours of night bus; maybe I would be able to suggest the most comfortable transfers.
Quit… Quet… Quite… Quiet Book
Eccomi qua. For months I will not be alive on this blog, either for lack of time, Look for some ailment, and either for lack of arguments.
A little something I would have combined, but I wait for a good opportunity to expose it somewhere.
Però, Meanwhile, I want to show you a bagattelluzza I made for the birthday of a friend. Si tratta di un Quiet Book, a Browse Object that usually puts in the hands of a child / a in order to detach and reattach, disassemble and reassemble, around and around, learn to play with his imagination.
My friend is obviously a bit’ grown-up to have fun with Quiet Book, say it will be fine for her granddaughter, But he was going to give her this "joke", since she is engaged in the sale of some products that appear between the pages of the book.
I can say that the gift was very welcome, and that generated a lot of curiosity among the participants of the festival, which incidentally it was a surprise, given that very few imagined that we could achieve something with the fabric remnants.
By committing a venial sin of vanity I plugged in blog this short film, and although it is not a masterpiece I'm proud because, as always, the bill is that the drawings are solely my own work.
Allora, what do you think?
Try you too, It is funny!
Wiener Neustadt – Quilt Fest 2018
This article is also a warning about how easy and hard to come around with us.
Easy, because there are no pre-compiled programs, imposed mandatory targets and route plans march.
Difficult, because you go a little’ adventure, adapting to what is due and always sympathetic to the unexpected or the unusual.
Easy, because there is nothing to do but get carried away, by a bus, a train, a current, emotion, illusion.
Difficult, because it does it with the slow pace dictated by logistical contingencies and our phlegmatic temperament.
Wanting to put us over charging eleven you let me remember how much our "travel" style may seem, a ragione, injudicious. Continua a leggere
Bassano 2017
Bassano del Grappaaa,… si scendeeeeee…
Bene, siamo finalmente arrivati a Mitrovica, oops, lapsus freudiano, intendevo dire a Bassano del Grappa, questa bellissima cittadina attraversata dal Brenta, e ci siamo per la mostra organizzata dall’associazione Bassano Patchwork.
Anni indietro mi capitava di vedere nello stesso giorno la mostra di Treviso e quella di Bassano, una sorta di Quilting Day molto eccitante, ma pure molto faticoso. Dai e dai, mi sono fatta furba (incredibile, ma vero!), e quest’anno ho deciso di prendermela comoda. Dopo la puntata a Treviso ho preso il treno per Bassano, dove mi aspettava una camera per la notte, così da arrivare alla mostra con occhi riposati, pronti ad accogliere le nuove immagini che mi si sarebbero presentate.
Incidentally, potevo scegliere io un banale hotel, un albergo, un Bed&Breakfast, una pensione, uno chalet? Ovviamente no.
Finora avevo considerato U Malého Vítka, a Český Krumlov, il posto più strano e originale dove avessi dormito, invece il Palazzo Zelosi, un edificio seicentesco sorto dalla trasformazione di un antico convento, è ancor più suggestivo.
Pur essendo la struttura adeguata ai nostri tempi, essa riesce a mantenere un’atmosfera monacale, pur senza essere spartana, quasi in ossequio all’augusto passato. Posso dire di essermi trovata benissimo, in una stanza molto silenziosa, senza (aaah, finalmente) televisore, e assistita da personale gentilissimo. Un bijoux.
Abluzione, vestizione, prima colazione, I'm ready, andiamo.
Ovviamente piove. Continua a leggere
Treviso 2017
Annamaria Da Tos – Gocce d’acqua
