In the communityof quiltingthe conversationcan last forever.The common threadthat holds pieces together,from micro to macro,individual, sharedand worldwide,
is a palpable passionfor pattern,a craving for colour,and the feel of fabric.Their kaleidoscopecombinationsinduce addictive,hallucinogenicrainbows
that make eyes dancewith the thrillof a sale stall.An adrenalin rushturns a walking footinto a free motion,long-armed,uncontrolled dashto increase the stash.
From these greedygem hoardscottons, silks, veloursare deconstructed,reconstructedto emergeas newly cut,tacetedtreasures.
Quilted three-layeredlandscapesare thrown overJelly Roll hillstheir Fat Quartersneatly incisedby vivid valleysof appliquéwoodlands.
Patchwork patternspiece a snail trailof geometry,a storm at seaslashescrewel cliffsacross a fusible webof broderiewater.
Arts and craftsshadow stitchstylised natural forms,beauty and pleasureof a true lover’s knot,free-motion loopsof sunbursts, warmthfrom the dawningof a new day.
Through the weft and weaveof world politicscontentmentis complete,each quilt craftedwith care for another.
Comfort in companionship,comfort in creatingcomfort.…