At what point does a quilt become a mosaic? Both have a salmagundi of pieces and colours. Both are assembled. Both can depict a scene. Both are considered both art and craft. Both can be of varied media. Both are an expression of performance.
I know of a few who partake in the activity in various mediums. That which is appealing is that which is a manifestation of an idea, a fugacious vision retained and brough forth. Placed in detailed orientation on a breadth and width.
The eyes of those that behold, all see a new form. All see that which relates to their past and present danger and pleasure. It is not the “I” that matters, it it’s the “eye” that sees and enjoys the vision. In fact, the eye sees all as a quilt of reality. The mind or brain derives its conclusion.
Whether or not the description belies the reality is of no importance: it is the act of placing an image in front of an ocular interpretation that arrives at a conclusion which has import for the world. World views vary as do images depicted. Whence has thou depicted that which you wish to show the world?
The one whom dost do that which comes from within, sees that which is of interest or disinterest. The need to exude is unstoppable. The need to show cannot be quelled. It just comes out. The product cannot be pushed asunder. It is. As you are: cogito ergo sum.
Mark Hull Du Calumet, First of the coterie of York, Son of Don, Scion of Karl in the House of Pfunkstadt, Connubial of Suzanne, Yeoman to the Hun of Honda, Prevailing in the Seat of Hespeler, Having been again to Australia, and now Grandad's Land, and for some, from The Dark Side. Not am Main nor ab der Elba, but down the Donau, and with Turkish Chai. #garagelurker2019, also A.C., Cee Minus.
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