These little checkered bears delighted me at the International Quilt Festival and they still made me smile when I pulled up this picture last night. Aren’t they cute? They’re rocking around the Christmas tree for sure!
The fire is so delightful, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!
I forgot to photograph the accompanying information, so I don’t know who to give credit to for creating this delightful scene. I hope you are enjoying this quiet time between Christmas Day and New Year’s Day!
In my last post I discussed the sense of touch and my compulsion to touch the ones on display at the International Quilt Festival as well as just about any type of textile I see. After seeing Suzassippi’s comments I realized that I need to share the stories behind these quilts and more. I enjoy reading each story and relating it to the quilt; the quilt’s story is often as interesting as the quilt!
The Selvage Star of Bethlehem quilt by Mayleen Vinson of Haysville, Kansas, was made using fabric selvages collected by her quilt guild. The selvage is the outer edge of the fabric and will contain the designer’s name, the manufacturer, the year, and sometimes little color test dots. It is usually cut off and thrown away! She used these in her version of a vintage string quilt. I would guess that each strip was no more than an inch in diameter. Quilters use a quarter inch seam, so sewing these together is tedious!
The red setting fabric just makes all the colors in the selvages seem to pop out and the interesting border adds interest to the quilt’s design. And, isn’t that quilting beautiful with it’s intricate design?
This realistic quilt picture caught my eye for two reasons: the subject and the colors. I love old buildings and things from the past. This old service station just brought scenes of a by-gone era to my mind. I can just see those humongous cars from the 1940’s pulling into this station! Fill ‘er up!
I’m not sure where the photograph of this station was made, but it could have been anywhere in the Southwestern United States. Her use of color was perfect; look at the colors in the sky and how they soften the orange and red! I would love to see the other quilts she mentions!
We are all familiar with the five senses: sight, sound, taste, touch, and smell. I discovered what an important role the sense of touch plays in my life while attending the 2015 International Quilt Festival last week.
I spent Friday morning wandering around in the exhibits trying to see as many of the quilts as I could (several hundred are on display). Some permit photographs, others do not. Under no circumstances can you touch any of them because of the permanent effect of the oils on your fingers. “Quilt Angels” wearing white gloves are stationed in various exhibits and will flip a quilt over for you to see the back, but touching is forbidden.
As I moved into one of the no photography sections I lowered the camera down and was leaning over the rope as much as I dared trying to get a close look at an antique quilt. The older the quilt the more it calls to me! A dear Quilt Angel approached and gently reminded me of the no photography rule. I turned and smiled at her and answered, “Oh, I’m not going to make pictures, but you may have to restrain me from touching one of these!” She laughed with me and we launched into a conversation on the power of touch.
She reminded me that we are lovers of textiles and therefore we touch. We touch fabric in a store, we touch fabric in clothes as we walk through a clothing store, with permission we touch clothes someone is wearing when we admire them. We want to not only see the fabric, we want to feel it. By touching the fabric we connect to it. And so it is with the quilts; I want to touch the quilt and through the fabric feel a connection with the other hands that have touched the same quilt so many times.