This first one is shown hanging on the wall of our 'umble abode, partially covered by an old sewing machine table and my old-fashioned chair. The small painting on the wall to the right shows the White Dove of the Desert Church complex south of Tucson done by moi when I was into painting. It looks a lot better in the photo.
In this one the quilt is thrown over the couch and our dog, Bonaparte, now departed, had to jump on it and get his picture taken. Big showoff.
The next quilt is thrown over our bed and is made from a Hawaiian pattern .
Another one thrown over the bed.
This one was photographed in the backyard, being held by the wife.
Will add a few more next post. (Quit twisting my arm, Mary, you're goin' to break my shoulder.)
I remember my mom Quilting, and it was cool to watch. At least for a while. And the quilts were so nice and warm. Loved sleeping under them.
ReplyDeleteSome of the designs are great and they are nice and warm. The wife has given most of them away.
ReplyDeleteGreat post. We don't properly appreciate quilting as a social institution from the past. I like the Hawaiian quilt the best.
ReplyDeleteMy Nebraska grandmother was a quilter and somehow managed to keep making them after she was mostly blind.
There's a story behind the Hawaiian quilt, Ron, which I won't get into, but it is now in the hands of the granddaughter. My wife is having the same problem, macular degeneration in one eye, but she's still 20-20 out of the other. She's like your grandmother, still making them.
ReplyDeleteMy wife quilts and we are now giving away to family also. Your wife looks to be quite an artist with the quilts-Didn't know you were an artist--I painted my house a few times.
ReplyDeleteOld guy, quilting is a great pastime and the wife is good at it. I'm no artist, but I gave it a try for awhile, mostly miniature landscapes. It's time-consuming, too.
ReplyDeleteVery impressive, Oscar. Same goes for the church complex painting.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Valance.
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