Just in case Shakespeare was right in Henry the Sixth and someone follows up on killing all the lawyers, I thought I had better train for a new trade. My new trade is art quilting. There is something about a quilt. It tugs at your emotions.
The textiles in it can be rough, smooth, nubby, slick or all of the above.
Quilts can be glamorous or calming or make you laugh. That is why I quilt. I love tapping into that something.
Art quilts are my trip through space, time, illusion, emotions, texture, and color. Ever practical, quilted place mats, throws, bedcovers, and wall hangings appeal to my lawyer’s notion of what is right and useful and my artist’s love of freedom and whimsy. With the accuracy of patchwork, the discipline of applique, sewing, and cutting and the creativity of quilting, art quilts nurture my soul.
While the journey for each quilt starts the same, serendipity creates wonderful surprises as my work progresses.
I love fabrics from around the world. I love color, contrast, gold, and black. I use these to evoke emotion from my life and in the lives of my audience. For in the end my work is simply a medium. It is my celebration and a summons to others to take their own evocative journey.