This is where I talk a bit about my design process.
I always struggled with the keeping of a visual diary. The problem with having limited energy resources is that you have to think a little bit like a miser - you only have a budget of *this* much energy and you need *this* much to do whatever you want to do - and these two amounts often fall short of what I need.
The issue then with maintaining a "real" visual diary, is that if I do this, and plan my work in a diary, I'm done. I'm out of energy, I've used it up planning and don't get to the doing. The other issue is that it's hard work then, because I also use up all the "fun", and it feels like doing a piece twice over. Unlike a professional artist, my work is for me, for the process, for the fun of it. I understand perfectly why a professional artist would need to keep a visual diary, but for us recreational artists, it feels like too much work.
There has been some really interesting stuff coming out online, however, about the sharing of "process". People ask me where I get ideas from, how I come up with a design, etc. The answer is a little fluffy. Sometimes you can chase inspiration, and sometimes it just comes. This one I definitely chased.
I wanted to quilt the geese to stand out, and leave the patterned background as simple as possible. When I tried to imagine it in my head, which is usually my first non-visual-diary step in my process, I couldn't.
I pulled out pen and paper and sketched a few ideas. I had decided to use the poem titled "Fly" and so I tried putting the word into the triangle, making a flying goose shape, etc. Nothing. I didn't like any of it, it all looked twee, forced, basically crap.
I mused on it a while. I left it for a day. I went for a run. I thought about it on the run. I thought about geese, and flying things, and phoenixes. I looked for a few images of phoenixes on google images. And I noticed that the phoenix was a triangle shape but the other way round from what I thought of as the flying goose right-way-up. I went for another run, images of flying phoenix in my head, tick tick tick went my feet, tick tick tick went my head. I saw it in my mind.
BOOM. There was the idea. I literally sat down, pulled out pen and paper and drew the phoenix as a single line drawing in a triangle. I then shifted it to match the dimensions of the triangles and adjusted the proportions. I was ready to stitch a sample.