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.