Every time I go somewhere it seems to take me longer to recover and hit my rhythm again. Such was the case last week. The week prior to that, a dear friend invited me to join her on a trip to the Houston Quilt Festival. No way was I going to turn down that offer. Every time I’ve gone to the Festival, it has been my intent to fill my camera with photographs, and every time I become so engrossed in what I see that it doesn’t happen.
Here is one of the few exceptions. The goofy looking person on the right is me. The tall distinguished gentleman who was being a good sport is none other than Kaffe Fassett. I also got to meet and chat briefly with Edyta Sitar and had a class with Ricky Tims. Oh, my. Did I ever have a good time.
Here is one of the few quilt pictures I took along with its description. I love English Paper Piecing, but 45,000 quarter-inch hexagons is a project in an entirely different league. (Do you suppose they rounded to the nearest 1,000?)
…and here is a close up.
I didn’t do too badly on shopping.
Our monthly Guild meeting was held last week and included a program by a Hobbs representative. I was lucky enough to win one of the door prizes.
The online Colorwash360 class offered by Wanda Hanson has ended. I’m to the stitching in the ditch stage and getting ready to choose a binding.