Tid Bits and Other Magical Orts in Postcards 4

I always like quilts, and this one offered a huge impact as I walked in the door to the Mingei this Saturday. It’s called a House Top Quilt. 1940’s, cotton. Am I looking down on a house….seemingly so.

I’d gone to the Mingei to see the Black Dolls. We have had a couple of good ones in the shop lately that I’d been drawn too. I’d had one smaller one in black satin that grandma made for me as a child. I’m embarrassed to tell you that her name was Topsy.

Deborah Neff collects these wonderful dolls, and she picked the hundred some here in this show. At home she has over 500 more.

I revisited the light linen weavings, stopped by the architectural models, then suddenly saw a small, long narrow gallery with A Procession marching down the center. I was fascinated by the ingenuity and imagination needed to create these tiny, almost fleeting folks. They stirred my imagination into thinking I could do something with that same feel. I like magic.