A few years ago DH and I visited Knoxville, Tennessee. I fell in love with all the antique buildings and trees...and ...this list could be very long.
To make a long story short, we went to a place that was a recreation of "an earlier time". It was amazing. I saw so many beautiful things....but one thing I saw that has stayed with me is the "crazy quilt" that was draped over the end of a bed. I wanted to jump the rope that was meant to keep people like me from fondling the items in the room. That quilt SPOKE to me. It actually screamed to me!
These ladies didn't have Walmart to shop at, or a Walgreen's for medicine to make them comfortable.
............but the ladies and young girls learned how to sew. They must have been so proud when they finished something like this.
I have taught my girls to sew. I think it is important that those skills aren't lost. To learn to embroidery, sew, knit, crochet, bottle food, grow gardens, and even weave rugs. The people who went before me taught me how, and I have passed it on.
So, after visiting Knoxville, Tennessee and seeing the handiwork of the ladies, I vowed to make a Crazy Quilt. I started collecting wool and textured fabric. I shopped at the Goodwill and bought men's suit coats made from wool. I would watch the colors of the tags and buy those that were $1.00. After getting 6 or 7 varieties of fabric I tore the suit coats apart. I removed the silk lining (saved for another project someday) and the buttons. I bought a black velvet dress for $1.00 and have cut it apart. I have stocked up on embroidery thread in many colors. I have searched the Internet for stitches that could be used on a crazy quilt.
It took me a few months to collect enough fabric to get a variety of designs and textures to get started. I don't have any secrets about an easy way to do a crazy quilt. I have looked at patterns and they didn't appeal to me, they were too "predictable". I want the random look, not the pattern and squared look. So, I started to sew. I learned to pay attention to the bias of the fabric, the fraying of the fabric, and many other little lessons along the way.
I started the quilt when I lived in Arizona. But with packing and moving and surgeries and working I didn't get much done. So, when we moved I made sure to pack all the "crazy quilt stuff" in one clearly marked box so when I was ready to work on the crazy quilt I could find it. The "crazy quilt" has been a labor of love. It has been therapy of a different kind for me. While my DH was still in Arizona, I was stitching away in the evenings in Idaho. Little by little it is growing. Slowly, but growing.
In the coming few days I will share with you some of the work I have finished....knowing I have much much more to do until it is completed. This is what I do when I recover from knee surgery, and on cold days, and snowy days, and while we watch movies in the evening, and when I can't sleep, and ...................
....to be continued............................