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The stories behind the Southern New Mexico Festival of Quilts.

I know it makes a difference.

I donate my time, airfare…. Well, everything really and this year we had students come from all over the USA to attend. It’s a humbling experience.

Thank you too to Tutor Sue Rasmussen for donating her time we really appreciate it.

We have about 50 booths and I have to say almost all of the participants in the booths are there with stories to tell, so I will share those with you over the next few days.

Traveling – on the road for 65 days – So far.

It takes planning, patience, persistence and perseverance.

Sometimes I’m a little short on some of those things, but to be honest, out of the 100’s of people I’ve met on this tour only one person fell short of my expectation. I’ve traveled around the world and flown, to seven countries on lots of flights and I’m still smiling.

Chikan Embroidery, funny name, wonderful technique.

Whilst in India, I came across Chikan embroidery and my friend Anju, helped me understand it a little.

Chikan is a traditional embroidery style from Lucknow, India. Literally translated, the word means embroidery. Believed to have been introduced by Nur Jehan, the wife of Mughal emperor Jahangir, it is one of Lucknow’s best known textile decoration styles. The market for local chikan is mainly in Chowk, Lucknow.

Danger in the Desert – of sorts.

You are also so high that you can’t see much, just the outline of the roof…. and this little possum ended up with a painful, neck after hitting the roof so many times..probably 40 or so.

So with all this behind me, I jumped in the front seat and claimed my spot… Keith was comfy in the back seat. We picked up 4 youngish Indian people and a small child. We had to wait 20 mins for them… but we chatted and I was unaware of what was to come.

We can do it, we sure did it.

5.00 am and the driver was waiting for us. Still dark we watched the town awake as we drove up to the mountain. At first the only thing stirring on the streets were the village dogs and gradually as the time passed we encountered people going to work, school and opening the small stalls along the road side. The houses fringe the road and you seem to become partners in the scenes of bathing, cooking and the preparation for the day.
It’s a really steep road, wide enough to for just one car and situated at a 45 degree angle. There was a thread of people walking up and down the hill to somewhere.

The blog

In 2005, I discovered the world of the blog. This is an excerpt of my first blog post…. of course it wasn't in fancy wrapping like it is now. I had been writing online for years prior, I was known as "Pam in the shed' but I was quite restricted in what I could share. I understand their are rules and regulations within online groups, but there was a huge grey area and I think the rules were often misdiagnosed. One night I received an email from the School in Japan where I had been "Artist in Residence" for a week. I taught children aged 5 to 12 to quilt and we made 5 large joined quilts. It was an amazing experience. I had no idea they were going to enter the quilts into the Japan Quilt Show… but they did and that email announced that they had won the school section and the prize was quite large, computers for the school I believe… I was so excited, so I shared it online on the …