The show opened officially last night and I wasn’t able to get images of the excitement and rush to get into the event because I was out at dinner and then I had the privilege to attend the Opera at the convention centre.
It’s a tradition, people line up, with lines winding down the street for a considerable distance waiting for the doors to open. So today the convention centre will be a bus of excitement and I hope to have some time at lunch to visit the winning quilts.
I will take photos in sections and share them. These images are not for publication beyond this blog and I ask that you respect the right of the creator.
There is a connection.
It’s got nothing to do with age, religion, or even culturally, it’s a gut feeling and often a chance meeting turns into a gentle friendship.
“It’s nice to meet someone who gets it” was a comment made recently.
“Yes it is indeed”
The streets were quiet because it’s a Saturday, but it was my intention to walk and take photos without obstruction. I only had a short time to explore before I had more official duties, but today I decided on a typical breakfast in town.
I just love going to award ceremonies and dear friend Mark Sherman gave a very moving tribute to AQS founder Bill Schroeder who passed away recently. What an amazing legacy he leaves.
It is the day before the quilt show begins, all is in readiness, the show is up, the vendors prepared and the participants excited and nervous.
This is a photographic journey to Taos NM, about 6 weeks ago, I just didn’t get the time to add them to the blog.
The morning was crisp and clear. White puffs of breath air accompanied us on our walk, the temperature was just 1 degree and that’s just a little colder than I’m used to.
I have a lot of folks ask me. Just what do you really do… Well, this is part of my life as a textile artist… It’s not everything I do, but it’s part of it.
I bought rolls of the paper in the dark storeroom below. We had little idea of what we were buying because there was no light.. just an occasional flicker of a torch. I have a duty to use the paper, which I have begun to do today and as I handle it the memories flood back.