Ragpicking and Quilting

I continue to surprise myself. After a great deal of frustration I have now managed to change the template on my blog. And of course it was easy peasy lemon squeezy. This is a metaphor for learning of course - or learning as I understand it - where a bit of hard graft and thinking I'll never 'get' it is followed by the satisfaction of getting there anyway. Whether in this digital age, where everything moves so fast, this kind of learning model still has any relevance I don't know.

Anyhoo - I have chosen a sort of quilting theme (there wasn't much choice but this does fit in with my thoughts really). Having thought this is not an appropriate metaphor for my methodology (I used it when doing my MA dissertation), I have recently realised that in doing my thesis I'm still making a patchwork quilt - picking up bits and pieces and turning them into something else, hopefully something useful and beautiful. Quilting is of course a feminist metaphor and one I feel content to return to. This time I'm going to try to actually make a small quilt with a view to then presenting it at conferences instead of a written paper - the time feels right. Although I doubt my handicraft abilities, doing this blog when I thought I wouldn't ever be able to, has given me the confidence that maybe it'll be OK. I feel I have to try.