Okay, it's been a REALLY, REALLY long time since my last blog. A lot has happened since then. For one thing, Covid. For another, I took on the responsibility of being a member on the board of directors for the Friends of the International Quilt Museum in Lincoln, Nebraska. Then I was President of the Friends board of directors. Now I'm president of Starlight Quilters Guild in Overland Park, KS. I've presented workshops and hosted sew days for the guild as well as leading the monthly meetings. I attended a retreat or two, with another one coming soon. I've edited a bunch of amazing patterns by various designers, I've retired from presenting lectures and trunk shows because it had become taxing on my physical abilities. Lugging around 5 large roller bags of quilts became too much for me, even with the help of my husband. So now I'm teaching, presenting workshops, and representing my guild at area meetings and shows. I love teaching but many guilds want you to do both a trunk show/lecture and a workshop so my teaching is limited to techniques and personally designed patterns. 

My love of quilts and quilting is primarily focused on quilt history. This included women's history and ethnic history. I'm working on a new book but cannot release any information right now. Perhaps soon.

So today, I'll borrow a question from American Express and ask, "What's in your bag?" My bag is stuffed with cathdral window blocks. I started with just a few -- you know, "I'll just make a pillow." Then I added more blocks, just to make a table topper. A few block later it's turning into a wall quilt. I'm pretty sure I'll quit at that point, but who knows. I am enjoying it and thinking about teaching it, along with a couple other techniques that involved folding and scrunching fabric for texture and design. 

Are any of you fans of the Cathedral Window block? What do you make with this technique? 

And back to my original question -- What is in YOUR (quilting) bag?

Tune in next week to find out.

Life isn't all about quilts. Sometimes something pops up that piques your curiosity or inspires you to do a bit of research. This happened to me yesterday.

I bought this doll at a garage sale for $1. The gentleman told me it had been his mother's and it was probably from the 1920s.

A few clicks of the computer were all it took. She is what was called a Boudoir Doll, or bed doll from the early 1920s. She is probably French. Later copies made in the U.S. didn't have as much makeup, especially eye makeup, as the early French dolls had. She is all original. The head is made of painted plaster; her body is cloth and stuffed with excelsior. Her lower arms and lower legs are a hard plastic with painted high heel shoes. Her dress is printed silk taffeta and her undergarments are a stiff gauze-like fabric. Some of her mohair hair is missing, but at nearly 100 years of age you can't expect her to be perfect.

I've named her Francine and I'm so glad I found her. Now I'm going back to that sale to tell the gentleman what I found out about his mother's darling of a doll.

Great news! My quilt, Sky Rockets, has been accepted by Fons & Porter. It will be published in the Spring issue of Easy Quilts. Look for it sometime next April.

Be sure to check C & T Publishing's blog tomorrow for my tips on coloring your quilts with crayons. Oh so much fun to add a bit of color to simple designs. Here is the link: http://www.ctpub.com/blog/

History on a Piece of Cloth

Yesterday my friend Kim and I attended a fabulous talk at the Kansas City Public Library. The talk was titled History on a Piece of Cloth, and the speaker was Nancy Jo Leachman, a librarian and historian from Salina, Kansas. I have a long-time interest in feed sack fabrics, so when Kim asked me to go with her it was a no brainer answer. And, we are both so glad that we went.

Now Nancy Jo isn't a quilter, or even a sewist, but she certainly knows her history and she has the same passion for collecting flour sacks that many of us have for collecting feed sacks. What's the difference, you ask?

Many of Nancy Jo's sacks are pre-calico feed sacks. In other words, plain white but with amazing labels printed on the bags. Nancy Jo limits her obsession to flour sacks (not sugar, feed, or any other commodity) and only those from Kansas flour mills. You would be amazed at how many sacks she has collected within those parameters.

Later I'll share some photos and more info, but in the mean time, if you have a chance to catch Nancy Jo's talk somewhere -- GO! You won't regret it and you'll learn a lot from a simple piece of cloth.

Christmas Past

It’s Christmas. Santa has delivered his packages, enjoyed his cookies and cocoa, and gone his merry way. All is calm once again.

Each Christmas I’m reminded of a Christmas long, long ago when I received a special present. I’m reminded of this same Christmas each time someone asked me how long I’ve been quilting. See, the special present was a little red Singer sewing machine, and I was 5 1/2 years old. I’ve no idea what happened to that particular sewing machine, but over the past few years I’ve tried to recapture my youth by collecting children’s sewing machines. Machines that really sew, like my little Singer did. In fact, one of my machines is very similar to that first Singer, but it’s not red.

The first quilt I ever made was sewn with that little Singer. I’d been given a Raggedy Ann and Andy embroidery set for my birthday. It came with blue stamped fabric, embroidery thread, needle, blunt-ended scissors and instructions. My mother taught me how to thread the needle and carefully sew the little cross-stitches and stem stitches. There were two small squares that could be used as handkerchiefs or sewn together to make a pillow cover. There was also a larger square that was intended to be a quilt for a doll.

I carefully stitched the designs and when I was finished, my mom showed me how to make a quilt. I remember embroidering little x’s all around the edge of the pillow-cased top. Then mom showed me how to knot ties here and there to finish the quilt.  The quilt and pillow fit perfectly on the doll bed that my dad had made. Oh how my dolls must have enjoyed that hand-made first quilt. They didn’t care that the stitches were uneven or that the quilt wasn’t exactly square. And neither did it.

So you can see why these children’s sewing machines are dear to me. Two of the machines are Singers. Both are metal; they were made in Great Britain in the 1950s and hand-cranked. One has a clamp and must be clamped to a table to hold it steady while sewing. The other has a weighted bottom to keep it from moving around. These machines, like most children’s machines, sew a chain stitch. They machine with the clamp as a 3-position stitch regulator that adjusts the stitch length.

The third machine is a Betsy Ross Model 707-E. This metal machine is screwed to the base of the hard case, enclosing the electric motor. Yes – this one is electric so you can actually use both hands to guide the fabric. I love the sort of Art Deco design on the green metallic face.

The manual for one of the Singer Sew Handy machines suggests quilting clothes or blankets for one’s doll, or making a quilted hot dish holder for mother. To make the items more decorative you simply had to sew with the face side down; the lovely chain stitch loops would then be displayed on the front side.

During this holiday season I will sit and sew and remember that Christmas long ago that started me on the path to becoming a quilter. Thank you, Santa!

Photos by Patrick di Natale

Is It Art?

A trip to a local thrift shop almost always uncovers a treasurer, and today’s trip was certainly not a disappointment. It wasn’t a significant purchase in either dollars or importance. It was simply a round ball with buttons pinned to it.

The pins were fairly new, with round, colored heads and there were two bows made of vintage cloth at the top. It had a big red button on it, and I’ve been looking for just the right big red vintage button. The price was $1.99 so in my cart it went.

This evening I pulled it out of the bag intending to remove all those pins and buttons, but something made me stop and take a closer look.

Someone took a lot of time to pin all those old buttons to a Styrofoam ball. I assume it was made to be decorative. Were the buttons from someone’s collection, or their mother’s or grandmother’s collection? Was this a “memory ball”? The fabric bows were definitely vintage, possibly 40s. But the base was much newer. What is the story behind this treasure?

 

I’m a victim of the Antiques Road Show. I keep thinking that some day I’m going to stop at a thrift store and pick up an amazing treasure for almost nothing. Well, this button ball isn’t that treasure. The buttons alone are worth more than the price I paid. But it definitely isn’t a valuable treasure. What it is, or at least in my mind, is a piece of sewing folk art. Quilts that I find often talk to me, and this ball of buttons is talking to me. Saying, don’t take me apart. I’m pretty; I’m special.

So it’s going on the shelf with my other sewing collectibles. And I’m still searching for the big red button.