We spent last weekend camping down on the Texas Coast. What a weekend. We saw a moonrise and a sunrise within 24 hours, something I can't say I've seen in years. Just a quick overnight down on the coast really resets my clock. There is nothing like sleeping next to waves. The camping essentials for me are these:
-wholesome food
- 15 changes of clothes for my daughter
-firewood
-warm/comfy bedding
-a quilt to work on
I started hand quilting during a road trip through the Rocky Mountains from Texas to Banff, Canada, and back. The thousands of miles we drove dissolved beneath the motion of my hand as I stitched mile after mile passing some of the most stunning scenery North America has to offer. My Rocky Mountain Quilt contains within its stitches the energy of all those mountain ranges, rivers, lakes, skies, animals, and people we met and saw along the way.
I soon learned that while my painting style and hand quilted stitches were very similar in their meditative practice, the quilt was something I could take with me and work on moving through space. Or take with me and work on while relaxing at a park. As much as I love to paint it comes with a specific time and place. A time uninterrupted in my studio. Quilting is quite the opposite. As of late I have had the sewing machine down on the dining room table building my quilt tops as to be a part of the family dynamic while sewing. For painting, I must be tucked away and alone.
I am so grateful for the art of hand quilting for this reason. To be unplugged, to be developing my craft anywhere in the world I choose, to work outdoors, to be creating my quilts in motion.
-wholesome food
- 15 changes of clothes for my daughter
-firewood
-warm/comfy bedding
-a quilt to work on
I started hand quilting during a road trip through the Rocky Mountains from Texas to Banff, Canada, and back. The thousands of miles we drove dissolved beneath the motion of my hand as I stitched mile after mile passing some of the most stunning scenery North America has to offer. My Rocky Mountain Quilt contains within its stitches the energy of all those mountain ranges, rivers, lakes, skies, animals, and people we met and saw along the way.
I soon learned that while my painting style and hand quilted stitches were very similar in their meditative practice, the quilt was something I could take with me and work on moving through space. Or take with me and work on while relaxing at a park. As much as I love to paint it comes with a specific time and place. A time uninterrupted in my studio. Quilting is quite the opposite. As of late I have had the sewing machine down on the dining room table building my quilt tops as to be a part of the family dynamic while sewing. For painting, I must be tucked away and alone.
I am so grateful for the art of hand quilting for this reason. To be unplugged, to be developing my craft anywhere in the world I choose, to work outdoors, to be creating my quilts in motion.
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