She said was trying to use up her stash in making this series of quilts.
Clever back art.
I have actually seen a trillium–used it for my applique block for the Swain class on Thursday. Trillium Grandiflorum, I think is its name.
Nice points, ladies.
After noticing how many times I have photographed a feathered star in my life, I suppose one is in my future. I’m resisting.
This one was a stunner. Teensy little squares (see detail below) made up this quilt–fractured when close-up, but lovely when seen from a bit of a distance.
This was one of my favorites. They put saran strips criss-crossed so you can’t get to close to the quilts. (I also think it is to thwart photographers.)
Having been there, and glimpsed the cemetary fronting the castle across the river,
it reminded me of our trip to that city in spring of 1996.
One quilt had a pristine block in the center that degraded as the pattern moved to the edges with garish colors, unraveling pieces, and poor placement of the original floral applique elements. I thought of my Aunt Jean, a brilliant professor felled by Alzheimer’s. I imagine life must have been that way for her, as they found little notes she’d written to herself in her drawers and cupboards, trying hard to remember, trying hard to keep the pattern of life intact. Although many of us joke around about having this disease, remembering my aunt and seeing the quilts–and quiltmakers’ statements about the reasons for their quilts–was heart-rending.
I liked the way she used the two different color families (rusts, yellows, browns against the blues, greens) to delineate the sections of her triptych.
I don’t usually go for the Wearable Art (it’s gotten way over the top for my tastes)
but how can you ignore these kitties?
Very humorous quilt. Look closely at the elements in this traditional-looking applique medallion (details below).