I remember encouragement. Whatever I made was wonderful in my mother’s eyes.
This post celebrates my mom. She passed on two and one-half years ago now. I remember her every day. There is much I could write about, but I think I will focus on her encouragement with the needle arts.
Quilting is one of my favorite activities. Quilting is incredibly creative. The word “quilt” derives from the Latin word “culcita” which means a sack stuffed with feathers, wool or hair used as a covering for warmth. Quilting was used as a means of survival for either blocking out the rays of the sun In Egypt during the time of the Pharaohs or for blocking out the cold and retaining body heat in China, India and Greece. Crusaders were quilting undergarments in the eleventh century. Survival quilting surfaced in the thirteenth and fourteenth century in Europe. It is well documented in the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries in North America, and we carry on today, both for functional and decorative purposes.
For well over a century mostly women, but some men as well, have been English paper piecing fabric scraps onto hexagon shaped paper creating petals and then hand sewing these to each other to create flowers. These flowers are pieced together in a design with a pathway that meanders between the flowers. Some of you may have heard of this quilt pattern. It is called Grandmother’s Flower Garden.