I was asked to speak about the circle project in church this morning. The deadline prompted me to bind the edges of Earth Ark. Mitered corners are second nature to me now. On Saturday, Ned and I took the quilt to the sanctuary.
He put up one of the stands he has built over the years. This was a temporary solution. The meditation panels will eventually be installed on a wall. Seeing the quilt up made me feel sad for some reason. It was not perfect. It needs to be cleaned, there is still a lot of quilting to do. It needs to be blocked so it hangs well. I put two twigs together and sewed them on.
In the large cathedrals of Western Europe, it was important to have a visual means of illustrating bible stories and religious ideas, as most of the population were not able to read Latin. The carvings, sculptures, tapestries, and stained glass windows in those churches remain. They still move us.
Today, we can all read. Do we still need liturgical art?
This is a quilt. Quilts bring to mind women and the domestic. For some, a quilt is too humble to be considered art. But it is art. It is an art that helps us to feel.
Quilts give time, not take it
They give the maker’s repeated caress.