The quilt was pieced with tiny squares - each one finished at one quarter of a square inch, ie the sides are a half-inch long - in Oakshott cotton and gold silk, and had on it a red cross under which I laboriously pieced the words 'Help Will Come'.
It was a kind of personal marching banner and when I was finished with it I was really happy with it, but looking at it I suddenly realised (duh!) that although it was a very personal quilt it might be taken to refer to an international aid organisation - not what I intended at all.
This realisation was a bit of a blow and I kept it under my bed for the next four years trying to decide what to do with it. Yesterday I got it out again and, holding my breath, cut the bottom off.
Without the wording it is very reminiscent of Victoria Gertenbach's "9 Patch Quilt in Red and White" but I am still proud of it because it really was a beast to make and although I am its mother, so to speak, I think it is still beautiful even if it is in a different way to what I originally intended. In fact its transformation rather matches my evolving attitude to life - I don't feel any more that help will necessarily come from external sources but that we have try to stay positive and make our own changes to the world.
Beautiful quilt and I enjoyed reading the story of it. My own evolved attitude is in line with yours. Thanks for sharing this.ReplyDelete
Thank you for your lovely comment. I’m glad you understood what I was getting at!
This is beautiful. I can't imagine how long it must have taken you to make it. I'm glad you've evolved it so you feel happy displaying it again. It's far too nice to keep it under the bed with or without the words :)ReplyDelete