My father told me that his grandmother, Minnie, used to make quilts. They were not art, he assured me, just made up of snippets of old clothes , so as not to waste fabric and used to keep warm. He remembers one, he says, all in grays and blacks and plaids. Not art, he says, not meant to be beautiful. Sounds like beauty to me. Maybe even art...
It is often the case that I like the backs of quilts better than the fronts. Which is ok, because they can always been flipped to show the reverse side. today I decided just to make the back the front. I will probably just back this in plain muslin. Or maybe something wild. Like blue fish or something. That is Katy in the background.
1 comment:
Looking great. All of it :-)
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