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The 10th boxes of mystery.

4/12/2016

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Amy Meissner, textile artist | From the post The 10th Boxes of Mystery | www.amymeissner.com/blog/the-10th-boxes-of-mystery
Some of you are completely new to this blog (welcome!), others have been dropping in when you have time (hello again!), and then there are ... I don't know ... three of you who are wondering when in the world I'm going to get around to blogging about the next Boxes of Mystery (hi, Mom). Thanks for your patience. Can I give a couple of excuses for being delinquent?

We did a little traveling for Spring Break:
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Amy Meissner, textile artist | From the post The 10th Boxes of Mystery | www.amymeissner.com/blog/the-10th-boxes-of-mystery
Chief.
Amy Meissner, textile artist | From the post The 10th Boxes of Mystery | www.amymeissner.com/blog/the-10th-boxes-of-mystery
Big Canyon.
And then I skipped off to Philadelphia for a SAQA conference where I presented a short talk, met wonderful people I'd only known from social media (they're real people, not just teeny square faces!) and had a fabulous time touring galleries, getting smart and traveling alone (did you know it is possible to sleep on an airplane? Not well, but when you aren't dispensing snacks every 10 minutes it's a distinct neck-wrenching possibility).

Now I'm back and ready to share the next set of contributions to the Inheritance Project. There are a lot of items, from a lot of contributors, so the titles I've given help keep them all straight in my head. I'm incredibly grateful to the contributors all for their generous spirits and willingness to share their time, effort and most importantly, their stories.

Even the stories with holes.
​Especially the stories with holes.

The Jaunty Cock.

No, no, no. This is a family blog. I'm talking about a rooster, here people.
​Thank you Nikki Senecal for sending this handsome man my way. Here's his story:
"...I started stitching this Linda Gordanier Jary design that was published in the May/June 1995 Cross Stitch & Country Crafts magazine for my mother (it matched her dining room). I made a horrendous counting mistake and the project languished. In the meantime, my mother redecorated."
Amy Meissner, textile artist | From the post The 10th Boxes of Mystery | www.amymeissner.com/blog/the-10th-boxes-of-mystery
Maker: Nikki Senecal, Origin: Pennsylvania, Circa: 1995
I love this guy, and wherever that counting mistake is I'll never know, but cheers to the number of hours Nikki put into this stitching. Holy Moly! I guarantee Mr. Cock will receive a new life -- he won't end up in the stew pot, but he'll be dismembered nonetheless. And good for Nikki's mother for redecorating her dining room at least once since 1995. For Pete's sake, we should all do this more often.

And I also say we should be willing to abandon a project that doesn't speak deeply to us any longer, for whatever reason. I've done it, you've done it, and we've all felt some level of lousy guilt. So, I suggest you call your unfinished work something other than "Unfinished." Instead, call it throat clearing.

Lodge this rooster in your mind when you put your own work down indefinitely and move on. Those A-hole Cocks clear their throat every guilt-free morning and sometimes all damned day. So, why shouldn't we?

Clear your throat. Move on. (Okay, first climb down off the barn).

And while we're talking about barns...
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The Best Name for a Farm Ever.

This coordinated group arrived in an envelope with no letter or explanation other than the tags attached and the return label. Many thanks to the folks from "Funkarella Farms" in Exeter Maine.

Can I PLEASE live on a farm called Funkarella Farm? I'll only climb on the barn roof once in a while.

Amy Meissner, textile artist | From the post The 10th Boxes of Mystery | www.amymeissner.com/blog/the-10th-boxes-of-mystery
Maker: Helen Smart, Origin: Bangor, Maine, Circa: 1960's-'70's

My new Dutch Friend.

If you've never had hagelslag, I highly recommend it. Or, at least my children will. Because after driving for an hour to meet Lous and John Brubaker ("Come on kids! This will be an adventure! We're going to meet lovely people who have some things they'd like to give us..."), this was the Dutch treat Lous made for them. Hagelslag is bread, butter and chocolate sprinkles. A lot of chocolate sprinkles. Like, so many chocolate sprinkles you can't even see the bread beneath. My kids politely sat at her table, took one look at this, then looked at me like, "Wait, you aren't going to take this 11-am-sugar-amazingness away from us, are you?" 

Spending several hours with Lous and John that day reminded me of many childhood visits with a German couple named Carl and Sue. In their home in California, we were allowed to load and operate, and load and operate. and load and operate a rickety player piano, handle gently (but not play with) an enormous collection of Hummel figurines and trolls with shocks of orange hair, ask Carl to wind up the mechanical singing bird and wind it up again and then wind up the equally-exquisite-but-not-as-cool figure-8 spinning ballerina music box, or visit Carl's woodworking shop and choose special scraps off the floor. Sue always gave us Coke in small glasses and cookies from a box.

Similarly, through story and mysterious objects, the richness of Lous and John's lives together and the stories of places they'd lived were not lost on my children. They had many questions on the drive back to Anchorage. The most important question: Will we ever see them again?

Yes. Yes, we will. And we'll bring Papa next time to meet them, too. We've already promised.

Thank you Lous and John for the invitation to visit, for the homemade fish chowder and gorgeous bread, the hagelslag, the coffee and the lovely items I've inherited from you. I have been thinking deeply about how best to incorporate them into my work. They are so very special.

Amy Meissner, textile artist | From the post The 10th Boxes of Mystery | www.amymeissner.com/blog/the-10th-boxes-of-mystery
Much of this lace came from the Netherlands, some had belonged to Lous's grandmother who "wore these crochet caps as part of the the larger Friesian costume." Unbelievable. What an absolute gift.
Amy Meissner, textile artist | From the post The 10th Boxes of Mystery | www.amymeissner.com/blog/the-10th-boxes-of-mystery
Amy Meissner, textile artist | From the post The 10th Boxes of Mystery | www.amymeissner.com/blog/the-10th-boxes-of-mystery
Amy Meissner, textile artist | From the post The 10th Boxes of Mystery | www.amymeissner.com/blog/the-10th-boxes-of-mystery
Lous was an avid spinner and weaver. These are samples from various projects.
Amy Meissner, textile artist | From the post The 10th Boxes of Mystery | www.amymeissner.com/blog/the-10th-boxes-of-mystery
Hand spun wool from Lous's sheep in Pennsylvania as well as wool roving that has already been incorporated into some needle felting projects.

Rawness and Beauty.

Lastly, I'd like to thank Lorie McCown. She has been a social media friend for quite some time. Did it start on Facebook? Pinterest? Neither of us quite remember, but we did have the chance to meet for the first time in Philadelphia recently and our suspicions were confirmed: we are kindred spirits, working with cloth in a way that is rooted in meaning, both of us a couple of fish "swimming upstream." Well, as someone from Alaska, I can attest that those fish have traveled the farthest and are the strongest. Lorie's work has shown at Quilt National, Quilts=Art=Quilts, Art Quilt Elements...plus she's a painter. I loved spending time with her.

She had a rough winter, and I knew this when these items arrived a month or so ago. I felt blessed that amid heartbreak and turmoil, she took the time to send something my way. Incredible.
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"These came out of my mom's house...we buried my dad and put my mom in assisted living all in one week. So my feelings on these are this: dissolvent (of my childhood home), sadness, loss and grief. Had all the aging stuff gone down a different path i.e gracefulness, nostalgia, or whatever, I may have tender thoughts. Now I'm a raw bone."
Amy Meissner, textile artist | From the post The 10th Boxes of Mystery | www.amymeissner.com/blog/the-10th-boxes-of-mystery
Makers: Maybe Lorie's Grandma or Aunt, Origin: California, Circa: 1950-'60's.

​I'm honored to have met and connected with Lorie in person. We'll do it again.
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Amy Meissner, textile artist | From the post The 10th Boxes of Mystery | www.amymeissner.com/blog/the-10th-boxes-of-mystery
SAQA Philadelphia conference, 2016.
Below is Lorie talking about her piece "The Story Cloth, Vol. 1-4" at the last Quilt National. She is smart, funny and sensitive -- a maker of deeply moving work.
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For more information on the Inheritance Project, please click here. It's a doily-centric crazy crowdsourcing effort that has turned into a web of connected relationships and curiosities and narratives about loss, friendships, history and valuing the valueless.

It's kind of awesome.

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But it might happen someday -- the newsletter. Not the bombardment. Or the lousiness.

A year ago, I posted about a Yellow Quilt that I'm almost ready to turn toward in reality. Really. Let me just climb down off this damned barn. No, really. Wait, I think my pants are hooked on the weather vane.


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Helen link
4/12/2016 10:58:44 am

Hi Amy

I'm most definitely one of your 'three' who wait with bated breath for your blog posts! It's almost as good as opening a Box of Mystery myself. Finding that gorgeous cockerel! And the stories, and the people who bring the objects to life.

And then, wondering what you will make with them. I'm glad the Yellow Quilt is soon to have its turn, I have been waiting. Really.

Helen

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Amy Meissner link
4/12/2016 09:06:26 pm

Helen,
You crack me up. I'm very flattered that you're waiting for my posts and I'm super thrilled that you're finding just as much joy and mystery as we all are around here. Okay, my son is not finding much joy in the process, but he'll talk about it some day, "Mom, remember that time when all those packages were coming to the house?"
I wish you well and I'll try not to let you down. Let's keep it exciting around here!
XO
Amy

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Jenny M
4/12/2016 07:53:09 pm

So interesting to see the items & hear about the items sent/given to you. I am sure you have plenty of material (a fancy doily, perhaps?) that will fix your pants, that got caught on the weather vane ; )

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Amy Meissner link
4/12/2016 09:10:30 pm

Jenny,
I think a large round doily is exactly the LAST thing I need to call attention to my rear end, but what a fabulous idea. I'm thrilled that you also find this craziness interesting. It's almost like somebody laid a giant doily over the whole world and we're all connected to it.

Wow, that was absolutely the worst metaphor I've come up with all day.

XO
Amy

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Vicky aka stichr aka-a stichr2 link
4/12/2016 09:39:11 pm

I have only found you in the last few months, but look forward to all your posts! And that bird...do you see that leg up on the tree branch? Cocky isn't he?!!!

Your sense of humor just pickles me tink! thank you.

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Lorie McCown link
4/13/2016 04:12:33 am

Oh man. Now I'm crying. Again. Good, happy tears.I'm stitching with you, my friend.

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Susan McQuade
4/13/2016 04:37:27 am

What a sweet way to start my day...reading your blog.
Blessings, Sue in IL

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Susan McQuade
4/13/2016 04:43:30 am

Just saw your finger rocks back from 2014 - what an awesome discovery. Must look for these when we travel or are they mostly found in AK?

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jill kerttula link
4/14/2016 02:52:45 am

This is beautiful Amy. This process of acquisition and salvation of goods will be the root of wondrous things in the future. So thrilled to have met you and I wish you time and happiness with your art and your family (which includes many non-blood members I guess!)

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Amy Meissner link
4/15/2016 07:15:36 pm

Hello Jill!
Thank you for taking time to read and comment. Right now I'm deep in the "not knowing" ... the most crucial place for an artist and/or writer to reside, but also the most frightening. I am still considering many of our conversations from Philadelphia and am grateful to have met you. Our paths will cross again, I'm sure.
XO
Amy

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Anna link
4/17/2016 07:15:02 am

I have been waiting! To see the "frickin' chicken" again. I think he looks happier at your house! Can't wait to see what becomes of him. Thanks again!

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Amy Meissner link
4/17/2016 08:44:43 am

Anna,
"Frickin' Chicken!" Sounds like you guys considered castration a number of times. We had a rooster growing up named "Stew Pot," and my younger sister still has a scar on her hand from where he attacked her. What an a-hole that chicken was. I'm glad to hear of your connection with this guy and I had fun checking out your blog just now! Keep in touch--
Amy

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Holly Hudson
3/4/2017 02:24:08 pm

Your friend, Lorie's valuable potholders are from the 60's. The ones that are more 'grid-like'. My dad worked at Sears Roebuck, 1959-1977. As the oldest of 4 kids, we had the best Christmas ever, because my paternal grandparents footed the bill & my dad got a discount. I started making potholders like these by 1965....never sold one, but I must have made hundreds. Guess what, the fabric or loops, were nylon and burned ever so easily with hot heat. None of mine have survived....but they were used. Just love reading this entire series, will you write a book using your blog postings? Holly

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Amy Meissner link
3/6/2017 10:35:28 am

Thank you for sharing your memories, Holly! I loved hearing about them and am so happy to have sparked such a rich, happy set of thoughts. I doubt I will write a book...creating the body of work itself is filling my time as it is, but it's been on my mind. Funny you should inquire on a day like today.
XO
Amy

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