At her house, my friend shows me a quilt that she is making and little electrical sparks are set off in my brain. I am including this photo of us because not only am I with the person who would introduce me to quilting, I am wearing an Indian patchwork jumper! The stars were aligned!! (remember: it was the Age of Aquarius).
I had already learned to sew and had made the usual peasant blouses and tiered skirts, but was ready to try something new. There were lots of local fabric stores in those days, but they mainly sold fabrics for garment making. Cottons were hard to find. I had mainly seen pictures of quilts made from calicos, so I went hunting for those. It took visits to multiple sewing stores to find the four I needed. As you can see, the values and textures of them are almost identical; partly from necessity and partly from ignorance, I think.
You've already heard about the cardboard templates and scissors. It's especially funny here because I'm only using one rectangular shape, but I still had to trace and cut around each one. It was hand quilted in a quilting frame. Muslin backing was brought around to the front for the edging.
I used this quilt proudly for at least 15 years and it still means enough to me to occupy valuable real estate in my attic. What I have learned about quilting since then---well, from a technical standpoint, I think that's obvious! But with every new skill and hunk of fabric also came great joy, friendships, and artistic fulfillment. I can't imagine my life without it!
