Friday, May 11, 2018

Guild Program

I recently had the opportunity to speak to the Nine Patchers Quilt Guild located in Elizabethtown, KY. I gave a trunk show and lecture about where I’ve been and where I am now in my quilting journey. Public speaking used to scare me SO much. I would have “stomach issues,” shake, feel dizzy, and have dry mouth so bad that my upper lip would stick to my front teeth. I have given this lecture to several guilds now, and I must say that I am FINALLY getting a bit more comfortable doing it. (I NEVER thought I would.)

(The Nine Patchers Quilt Guild is having a Silent Auction and Quilters Attic on Saturday, May 19th, 2018, from noon to 5 pm at the Pritchard Center located at 404 Mulberry Street in Elizabethtown, KY. The live auction will begin at 3. You can check out some of the items to be auctioned here.)

Here are a few picture from my talk.
 I have no idea what I was talking about in this picture. Evidently I wanted to draw attention to my right.
 Here, I was talking about making a VERY miniature quilt. (I’m holding it!)
This quilt was the first one I had made that got into any show. It was in the very first “In Full Bloom Exhibit.” (That quilt has traveled more than I have.)

My new friend, Beth, welcomed me into her home to spend the night before the talk. (Thanks, Beth, for taking pictures and letting me use them in this post.) I had such a nice time, met some new people, and (hopefully) inspired some of the guild members to take a small step outside their comfort zone.

Saturday, May 5, 2018

Korean Quilts Now

The first exhibit I saw this year at Paducah was the SAQA (Studio Art Quilt Associates) Korean Quilts Now Exhibit. This exhibit was located at the Paducah School of Art and Design, so I think several people might have missed it. I’ll share some of my favorites with you.

SAQA describes the exhibit like this…“the SAQA of the Republic of Korea was founded in 2010. The exhibit featured a variety of art quilt techniques that the group studied over the last several years. Though their artwork, these quilters incorporate unusual and interesting interpretations of the world that surrounds them—sometimes finding joy, and sometimes, turmoil.”
I thought the name was really appropriate for this piece. I liked the composition and the calming colors.
Those of you that know me very well know that I really like orange. I guess you know why I like this piece then.

Another thing most of you know about me is that I love hand stitching. That is what drew me to this piece.
This piece reminds me of some of Betty Busby’s pieces—in particular the piece that was hung (with mine) at the Schweinfurth Quilts=Art=Quilts Exhibit. You can see that piece here. The quilting on this piece was spectacular.
I really liked that this piece was made of lots of little “quilts” sewn together with the seams on the front of the piece. The effect was really added a nice texture to the surface.
I like quilts that require a closer look as this quilt does. There are several things I like about this piece—the raw edge detail, the zig zag seams, and the red that draws the eye around the entire quilt.

There just isn’t enough space for me to show you all the beautiful quilts in this exhibit. It would be well worth your time to go to see it if it ever travels to a place near you.

Which is your favorite?

Blessings

Since losing my Dad and step-mom in the past two months, I have felt really “off.” Right after Helen’s funeral Nate and I headed down to Arkansas for a little “therapy.” Being with the grandchildren was just what I needed.

I spent a lot of time coloring and talking with June Beth.
June Beth and I also spent some time outside; the weather was beautiful while we were there. On discovering a pretty rock outside, she said, “Do rocks die?” I said, “No rocks don’t die.” She said, “But people do.” I said, “Yes, people do.” She said, “I wish I was a rock.” I had to hide a tear. I think sometimes we don’t realize how much the little ones are affected by the death of a loved one.

Holland (who just turned 8) had a little crying meltdown the night of my Dad’s memorial. All of the other kids were asleep at the hotel when she started to cry. When my son and daughter-in-law checked on her (through tears) she said, “Everyone is asleep and no one is praying for Papaw Gene.” My son also told me that sometime during all this she also was worried about Papaw Gene not getting to come to her birthday party. My son couldn’t understand why she would have said that. It made perfect sense to me; her birthday is about the biggest thing that happens in her life. Papaw Gene would never get to share it with her again. What a sensitive little sweetie.

Our newest grandchild was born last July and named after my Dad—Asa Gene.
What a wonderful blessing it is to have grandchildren.

Thursday, May 3, 2018

Fabric “Manipulation”

Isn’t there something really satisfying about ironing and folding new fabric.
 I just love these two new fabrics I got at Paducah. The top one is a Victoria Findlay Wolfe fabric. The fabric below is Catnip by Gingiber “Zest for Your Nest” for Moda.
I find the ironing and folding very meditative. As I iron and fold, I contemplate all the things I might make with these new fabrics. Do you do that too?

Sunday, April 29, 2018

It REALLY is ALL Denim

I really enjoyed the AQS Show in Paducah, KY, this year. One of my favorite sections of the show was the Ian Berry special denim exhibit “Done in Denim.” I have never seen anything like it. Keep in mind, as you look at each of these picture, that EVERY SINGLE part of the exhibit was made of denim. It was quite impressive.

There was a “scenario” called Main Street Community Garden.
Even the brick wall in the background (which you can see better in the next photo) is made of denim. Absolutely EVERYTHING you see is denim of some color. This is a closeup.
My favorite denim “scenario” was the laundromat.
Again EVERYTHING you see is denim.

This next scene was unbelievable—even the highlights on the “parquet” floor are denim.
You can see the texture of the denim in this closeup.
Another exhibit I really enjoyed was the SAQA Korean Quilts Now. This exhibit was on display at the Paducah School of Art and Design. I think a lot of people at the quilt show might have missed this exhibit because of its location. What a shame—the exhibit space is really nice, and I have enjoyed the  exhibit located there every year. If you get a chance to go to the Paducah quilt show, don’t miss the exhibit they have at this nice venue. (It is usually on the shuttle route.) Stay tuned—my next blog post will focus on that exhibit.

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Goodbye Helen


It is really hard to lose a parent; we are never ready. I lost my last parent yesterday. As most of my readers know, I lost my Dad at the end of February. He and my step-mom were living at home (with help). They were the sweetest couple. My Dad had A LOT of trouble getting around—it took him a LONG time to get from place to place with his walker. But, every time he FINALLY got to the living room, where Helen (my step-mom) would be sitting on the couch, he would come over and give her a kiss. She’d say, “I think I’ll have another” every time. They would always hold hands and sit by each other. I think this is the last picture I took of them together. (Notice their hands?)
Helen had Alzheimer’s. She couldn’t do much for herself, but she always asked, “Can I help you with that?” Dad tried to do as much as he could for her and she for him. They were married 40 years. This is my favorite picture of them.
When they were more able bodied, they spent time traveling. They traveled the country in a BIG RV and wintered each year someplace warm. Dad never got used to the cold winters here in southern Indiana after that. They both still talked about their travels and smiled as they remembered “the good times.”
After Dad died, Helen was never the same. She would say, “Papaw Gene (what she called my Dad) went away, and I didn’t want him to.” Later on, she would cry and say, “I’m really sad, but I don’t know why.” She just didn’t want to go on without him. She stopped eating and drinking—something she could control. She passed away yesterday—two months and one day after my Dad died. I truly believe she died of a broken heart.

Helen helped me so much when my Mom died. Things were really tense between my step-dad and our family. He kept everything that belonged to my Mom along with the things my Mom had inherited from my grandparents—things of a sentimental nature, not of much monetary value. My sister and I ended up with no physical remembrance from my Mom or my grandparents. I remember going to Dad and Helen’s after I had spoken to my step-dad about those sentimental things. It was a very difficult situation. Helen cried with me and comforted me. There was never any doubt that she loved me and my family. She was Grandma Helen to my kids and Grandma Helen to my grandchildren. She was always there for me—for us. She was special.

I’m glad she is now with my Dad. She will be missed.