If you're a follower of the fiber realm you've probably already gotten the memo. . .
Fiberarts is ceasing publication
after 30 years.
I can't believe it's getting away!
Someone DO something!
My own Small Works journey began because for years I had drooled over the Fiberarts Design Books and decided one day that I was going to make something that could appear in those pages. But I've told that story here before . . .
Unfortunately, there are no good slides of my first piece --
it did not get me in the Fiberarts Design Book.
Which they were kind enough to tell me
was because of my bad photography.
Which explains why no slides exist.
So this is my second piece, which instead landed me
in Quilting Arts. A good start, BUT . . .
And now this . . . !
Good thing I can feature myself on my own blog, I guess.
Pretty soon there's not gonna be anybody left to do it for me.
But thanks for getting me started, Fiberarts!
And giving me goals.
And introducing me to my heroes.
And giving me many excuses to ride my bike over to Barnes and Noble.
And making yourself so utterly at home in a pile by the side of my bed (for years on end.)
I don't really know what I'll do without you . . .
My very first issue, from 1993, purchased at a Seattle newsstand . . .
and thus began my love affair with fiber.
Swell, but not the same thing. . .
I've been in Quilting Arts, which may tell you
everything you need to know about the difference.
Just sayin'.
(Happy Weekend!)
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5 comments:
Not the death of another magazine!! I'm sorry to hear this. I don't think I've ever read FiberArts [gasp] but I LOVE Quilting Arts! Which issue were you in? I'd like to hunt that one down!
Nice eulogy to them. I've been really distressed about this, too. Interesting that you made that comment about Interweave... Another friend of mine said the same thing. She said that her first reaction when she heard that it sold was, "Oh, no. I bet now Fiberarts won't make it."
Interweave said that there was not enough community support to keep it going. I wonder what that really means.
And, Susan! TAFA will always be a home to you! If TAFA dies, I'll paste you on my blog. I'll print out your pictures and wallpaper my kitchen. Something, anything to keep you from feeling abandoned!
Heh, heh...
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
(Raisin in the Sun--Langston Hughes)
A lot of my gone dreams kinda melted away, some were resurrected. Most didn't even leave a carcass, which is good because I didn't have to dispose of a body.
Fortunately more dreams are born almost every day. Here's to long life to your good dreams, may you have many more and realize at least a few of them. (Wow, I should write greeting cards!) hehe
You should write everything, Leenie, so thank goodness you do. I LOVE the idea of not having to dispose of a body...
And thanks for the undying support, Rachel! Back at ya!
Oh -- and Spring 2004 I think, Allie. The feature was called "Dreaming the Garden."
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