The quilts I make are not clever.
They are not intellectual.
The quilts I make are love stories.
Remember this.
Remember that quilts are love stories.
Often, quilts are gifts.
We sleep with them.
They touch us.
Quilts are a language of care.
Quilts are not about the things that happen out in the world,
Quilts help us recover from that world,
Quilts protect us when we sleep and dream.
Quilts also comfort the ones who make them.
That is the language of care.
Your Fragile Life
old damask linen, natural dye, silk batting, silk backing and borders, cotton thread,
entirely hand stitched, 70 x 68 inches, 2024.
7 comments:
Thank you, Judy. I find that knitted items speak the same language of care as quilts. I'm blessed to be able to make both...and more and more I am moving deeply into making items that comfort and care for others.
You always share the best "love stories!" I'd love to touch one of your pieces. CJ
Judy~ I felt myself relaxing into your wards and multitude of stitches as I read. I can feel your caring. Thank you.
Nancy provided a link to your blog. This is such a lovely post.
Beautiful work and a lovely thought provoking post.
I love this poetic reflection, all so true! Quilts mean so much.
This touched my heart!
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