I’ve often been asked why I quilt. It’s a legitimate question. After all, historically quilting was a utilitarian craft. People needed to make quilts to keep warm at night. Generally, resources were scarce so the small pieces from used fabrics were sewn together to make a larger piece of fabric to create a quilt.-->
Well resources aren’t scarce anymore (remember my fabric stash pictures), and I can just buy perfectly warm blankets already made ~ cheaper than I can make them myself in many cases.
…So why do I quilt? Why do I cut up perfectly good fabric, just to sew it back together? And why do I like to do it so much? I’ve made a bunch of quilts. Complicated quilts and simple quilts, large quilts and small quilts. I enjoy picking the colors and fabric textures, and the serenity I get from stitching them together (In that I feel a kinship with women of long ago). I enjoy the creative process, and how that fulfills me. I enjoy giving quilts as gifts...
I own quilts that were made by my Great Grandmother, and I cherish them ~ I somehow feel a connection to this woman I never met through these quilts, and hope that someday someone will feel that connection to me through a quilt I’ve made.
Even after my Dad really couldn’t recognize me as his daughter any more because of his dementia, he asked me one day as I sat stitching while visiting him at the nursing home, “Don’t you ever get tired of doing that?” …He made me chuckle.
...I smiled because he asked me that question while this quilt was draped over his legs. This simple quilt started out as a sample for the quilt shop, but when I was making it I thought of my Dad, so it became a Christmas gift for him in 2007. You would have thought I had given him gold bars. Even though it was a throw size quilt, it always laid over his full size bed and he used it nightly. Then it followed with him to the nursing home as one of those cherished familiar treasures from home. This humble quilt gave warmth, comfort, and I believe connections when those connections were both fleeting and precious.
...So no Dad, I don't ever get tired of doing that :)
Why do you quilt? I’d love to hear!
Enjoy the day!