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Whew….what a day. First I would like to share this. I saw it on facebook today, but I have seen it before. "Those who have the gift of inspiration exude something that's difficult to pin down intellectually, yet is undeniably recognizable in how you feel in their presence!" ~ Wayne Dyer The people I have…

Traveling Angel.

A number of years ago, I gave a lecture out in the open at a quilt picnic in Queensland. I, like others in the crowd was given an quilting Angel. Well, she has been in my bags since then…. She's a little battered and tired… but she's still with me.

Who made these quilts?

Red, white, cute and about 81 years old. If the maker who spent hours stitching this by hand is still alive she would be around 100 years old now. This is a block on a quilt that I saw today at an Antique Mall. I really like this pattern too.I have one at home almost…

In this format, the blog, I am almost preaching to the converted. Textiles, design, photography and art. So how did a Textile Artist such as I become involved in the decoration of a hotel. Well put quite simply it was given to me as a challenge and expectation. Trust me, challenge it is. Textiles are…

I want to be like them when I grow up.

I'm a little slack writing the blog right now, there are so many things to attend to. I spent a wonderful evening with a group of enthusiastic quilters out on the lake a few nights ago. We shared ideas, quilts and food…. what a way to spend an evening. Thank you ladies & thank you…

Fabric

  Why is it that a stack of folded fabric evokes an emotion of warmth and well being. I hated washing diapers… (nappies) we call them. However, I took great pride in seeing them hanging on the line, I used to turn around after I hung them, and just look at them with pride…..the white…

I strained my back lifting cases…so last night, I laid my body on the settee at 7.30 pm and woke with a start at 12 midnight …..wooow is it morning? The TV was blaring, Tripoli had fallen, they were still discussing  the earthquake in the East and the computer was talking to me. "It's 12.00"…

Fabric.

"Is fabric an object, or a substance, or a material, or a tool? Our love of fabric is sometimes said to be a love of folds. Where, the fold may be perceived as a simple and readily accessible metaphor for how we are made and connected to the world."