Dottie Moore’s art quilts have traveled to many exciting places during her 38 year career as a textile artist and have found homes both across the United States and abroad. Her richly textured creations celebrate the mysteries of earth and sky and beg the viewer to pause and ponder their own existence in the larger scheme of creation.
Her career has been filled with exhibits, commissions, teaching, lectures, publishing, hosting two Internet radio shows, and a ten year journey as founder and director of “Piecing a Quilt of Life,” an international project dedicated to documenting and celebrating the creative talents of other quilt artists over the age of fifty.
In her wisdom years she chooses a quieter schedule and looks at life with a deeper perspective. She still maintains her studio in Rock Hill, South Carolina, teaches, lectures, exhibits, and does commission pieces; however, now she enjoys a more reflective pace leaving time for the joys of grandparenting and other simple pleasures.
I create visual conversations with fabric and thread to explore the mysteries of earth and sky. Nature provides the symbolic language I need, and the process takes me to a wordless place where deeper truths reside. Trees, mountains, pathways, and spirals have appeared and re-appeared in my work so often that it is impossible to know how many times I have circled these images searching for answers. I desire to know the unknowable. The more I search, the more it becomes clear that I must be content with the questions.
Each quilt begins with a longing. The muse knocks at my door, lays cloth, paint, and thread at my feet, and then fills me with a deep longing that makes it is impossible to resist the invitation to swim in the sea of possibilities once more. I set my intention, listen to the quiet voices inside, make connections, and begin the process of choosing. Paint is brushed, swirled, sponged and stroked onto cloth. I cut, pin, baste, layer, stitch, and quilt. Intuitively, I follow my heart, without the use of sketches and patterns. I allow the surprises to come. I respond, and surrender. I am searching for an expression that is uniquely mine.
Truth is always elusive. I know that I must remain vulnerable, detached from the outcome, and allow my many voices to speak of endless layers of meaning. In the end, I must be content with the creation of one more imperfect expression. It is this elusiveness of truth that keeps me seeking.