Morning Jo.
I am still shaking my head at the fact that i really don't remember making this quilt.
We know how much work is involved. How many steps taken. How many choices made.
I know I made it. But I just don't remember.
And there was the tablecloth at my trailer that we talked about. I don't have a picture of it.. but its another project that I really don't remember making. but I know I did.
Do you think it has something to do with the hand stitching? Is is because when I am hand stitching I can be somewhere else in my head and the stitching gets done without being thought about? Stitch and meditation at the same time. The work gets done but doesn't seem like work at all.
I know that I have told you that my mother was lost in Alzheimer's before she died. And her mother too. I do remember making these quilts to honour both of them.
This one for my Mom. We watched her fade from a smart involved woman into a chaotic and unpredictable person until there was nothing left of her but her body.
And this one for my grandmother. Influenced by Andy Warhol.
So maybe I shouldn't worry about the future so much as just keep going and enjoy what I can right now.
And just "Bloom where I am Planted."
See I told you that I have a quilt for every occasion.
karenwhotellsstorieswithcloth
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