This photo and article was submitted by Larraine Taylor. It is a lovely story of how one quilter helped keep quilting alive and well.
“I purchased a bag full of elongated hexagons from my Guild’s Sewing Room Sale in the Spring of 2016. When I pulled them out to look at them, I found your work. You had sewn pieces together and I could see where your eyes were failing you. Your stitches went from straight and even to not stating on the guide line and mixed length stitches. I did not take out your work, but sewed over them so the pieces have a strong seam. I made a template to your cut pieces so I could add in my fabrics to extend what you had done. This resulted in 2 quilt tops, one was a baby quilt given to a friend. I hand sewed the other pieces inot a queen sized quilt for me, and I hand quilted ovals in each hexagon. Although I will never know your name, the age of your fabric, the rusted pins and needles in the work told me that you had passed a while ago. I am thankful I received this gift from you and I will treasure this quilt as long as I live.
Hand sewn by: An unknown woman and Kiti Williams
Hand quilted by: Kiti Williams
Quilt completed on: 20 April, 2020
Passport quilt by Trish Staudt. Quilted by Allison Giroux. For Trisha’s daughter Laura in Kingston
Written by Debbie Anderson Searles (from Good Housekeeping Magazine – June 1984)
Surely, when the final stitch is entered and the needle laid to rest, only a quilter can know the feeling of pride soaring within her/his soul. She/He has the contentment of knowing that a long hard journey has come to an end. She/He has conquered a challenge and through her/his own patience and endurance has created a loving work of art. It may well live on long after she/he as finished her/his walk on this earth.
Perhaps what makes a quilt so special is the pride a quilter feels. For deep in her heart she knows that some distant generation might well gaze upon her quilt, or touch its fragile threads and still feel the love and care that was sewn into it.
A quilt is a thing of beauty, broadly speaking. It is an artistic production in many ways. How many a callous “lord of creation” has scoffed and laughed at his toiling wife, sister, daughter, son, or friend for cutting a perfectly good cloth into little pieces for the sake of sewing them back together again! But the patient quilter has toiled on, without rejoinder; so that her ‘blazing star of Mexico’ could blaze even more brightly on the wall or adorning a bed and her crazy ‘patchwork’ could be crazier than someone else’s?
Carol Russell did this portrait of her friend’s dog – Dasha.