Over the years I have made large quilts, baby quilts, runners, pot holders, and pillow cases, using accumulated scraps of materials : old shirts, embroidered sleeves, bed clothes, batiks, indonesian sarongs, african prints, remembrances of friends and family, materials found at flea markets, gifted to me, or in some old box that has traversed continents. I think I have always had a fascination for textiles, and bold combination of colors. The quilts are pieced together by machine, but the quilting is all done by hand, painstakingly. Most of the quilts are 100% cotton, washable, and durable, and give much joy in the making and the giving.
Sometimes I have been commissioned to make a quilt. If you are interested, contact me.
CONSOLATION OF TEXTILE Velvet underskin soft caress smooth traction , circuitous route the nether world of warp and weft of then and now. bright textile patterns full of promises of luscious futures and remembered pasts. A rough tweedy coat covers unseen scars, unseen perhaps, but not unfelt. Feet submerged deeply into the fertile mossy undergrowth of years. Each layer giving forth the many hues of dupion silk which hide a transparent skeleton. Bone on bone, muscle on muscle , sinewy and tensile Each step, left and right winding like a tendril seeking the soothing solace of touch and tenderness. What consoles the fabric of our lives? Cloth lullabies of river, sky, stars woven together, a banner of life full of nostalgic patterns that repeat in a patchwork of memories. It is only here that the stillness that surrounds consoles and protects. The outer shell of skin warms and conceals. Sewn together like a coat of many colors made up of personality, traits and character hopes dreams and regrets.