I am interested in the long tradition of making pieced quilts.
But also I mean the joy we receive from the juxtaposition of colour and shape and fabrics and the feel of it all.
I believe that quilt making is one of the places a creative hard working woman could find herself. Even when there were so many other daily tasks and children and old people to be responsible for, a women could turn to the quilt she had on the go in stolen moments and look at it. Adjust it.
This is the tradition I mean.
Women who make quilts are artists and they always have been.
I love that.
Laying it on the floor to figure it out - moving one colour here and there...realizing that this particular piece of cloth needs to be removed.
Denyse Schmidt says:If you have seen my process blog (link in upper bar) you will know that I made a lot of adjustments in the medallion quilt top pictured in this post.
"Looking and seeing is the only way to know. If I am not happy with how a quilt looks, the only way past this is to uncover what is not working by trying other solutions. I wish I could say it gets easier, but somehow it is always the same. It is less painful if you give yourself over to it and accept that design is a process of trial and error, of getting out of your own way, and of knowing your tools."
In an old journal, I wrote about some luxurious deep-coloured wool crepes and silks meant for dress making that I saw in a fabric store and my idea of hand piecing and hand quilting them.
"These luxurious quilts, hand pieced and densely hand quilted, would rely on those materials and their quilt-ness for their value. The meaning of these beautiful quilts would be themselves." 1995
This old longing inspires me to work again with the quilt-ness of the quilt as a metaphor for an elder, a woman who is beautiful from within herself.
Her own quilt-ness.
All those little adjustments
made over a long period of time.






