Alice Isabella goes to the quilt show – read it to your Grandies.

Alice Isabella is a tiny lady of undermined age who lives in a note book in my hand bag.
Sometimes she sleeps a lot, but she does enjoy traveling with me.
Today she was so excited because we were going to Cincinnati (sit-on-the-matty) to the quilt show.

She has been waiting a very long time to go and she was really, really excited.
She has her bags full of interesting things… her clothes, magazines in case she gets bored, and 20 cheese sandwiches wrapped in brown paper just in case she gets hungry or just in case no one feeds her or – just in case.

What happened to Alice Isabella?

I began writing stories for the Grandies a long time ago. I can’t be home to share stories with them so a I write them a story as I travel. For a few years I had a  friend called Alice Isabella and she lives in my note book.  She  became quite famous a while ago and…

Its that Darn word ‘Quilter’

In the past when I was introduced, Pam Holland photographer, they understood that, and they could even understand that I was a fashion designer, but a quilter, that puts you into the scones and afternoon tea set at the church hall. You see the shutters come down over their eyes when you tell them you’re a quilter or a quilt teacher. Their reactions remind me of a crocodile with the second eyelid. Flip down it comes when you begin talking. Ha, but mention you’re an artist, or an author, or even an illustrator, the shutters come up. It’s just that darn word Quilting.

Share a couple of minutes with me in my studio.

I travel a lot and the studio is one of the places I display the things I bought in Africa, Haiti, Thailand, Mexico…. lots of other places. I see them every day and it makes working a sheer Joy.

Autumn in our ‘place’

The weekend seemed to fly by.
I had some medical issues to attend to, our weekly Saturday breakfast with friends and family and about an hour ago I realised that I was still in my PJ’s such was my concentration on tasks at hand!!!

photographic Journal of Art – Montemartre France

I’ve visited many times and I love wandering through the Place du Tertre, the artist-filled square atop Paris’s Montmartre. I can’t imagine attempting to draw with a thick Jacket on in coolish weather, or even having people watch me create. The artists are talented, but it speaks ‘tourist come buy me’

New books arrived while I was away – now to review them

I’ve hung up the beautiful Hanji paper I bought in Seoul to flatten out. Unrolled my paintings and folded and packed away the new fabric.

Observations and Exercises.

The Lady is called Catherine, she worked for two months and made this embroidery from 4 panels woven on the backstop loom. I visited the family and bought her delightful piece. Thats the beginning of the story, part of the tory behind the quilt. The end will be when I finish and share the quilt.