And Sew It Goes

That same old quilt—though only a throw—still had a lot of life left in it. I repurposed it by adapting a quilt design I’d seen at a quilt show and made a handmade throw for my daughter and her husband. As you can see, the design reflects their love of Paris.  The quilt is a…

I have one of my parents’  well-worn quilts. Although my mother bought it rather than sewed it, it holds memories of their home and their lives. I studied it carefully, wondering how best to honor both the quilt and them. I had two choices: let it end up in a landfill as it continued to…

When I found myself staring down the throat of my “golden” years, I decided to start sewing again. I’d always enjoyed it but rarely had the time—working life took over. I bought a new machine since my old one, nearly forty years old, needed servicing every time I tried to use it. I began teaching…

The Hands, Auguste Rodin Sometimes inspiration doesn’t arrive with fanfare—it returns quietly, inviting us to notice what we’ve set aside or forgotten. Lately, I’ve found myself returning to familiar ideas, projects, and long-loved practices.  “I invent nothing, I rediscover.” – Auguste Rodin I am in a period of discovery and rediscovery. I like to think…