Old 01-26-2016, 03:38 PM
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Jan in VA
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THE TRUE STORY OF A NEWISH QUILTER

Once up a time, in a land far away in a place called Texas, I grabbed my shirt collar by the back of the neck and marched myself to stand in front of a big mirror.

"Self," I said, "get a damn grip. When making quilts you are working in fabric. It's soft. It's not stone. Or wood. Or plaster. It moves, it wiggles, it slips, it has a mind of its own. You will NEVER be perfect with it because it just won't let you. Get over it."

Once upon a time, again in the far away land called Texas, I stood at my design wall and looked at my blocks.

"Self," I said, "you're getting pretty damn good at this 'acceptance thing'. Your quilts are looking more playful, happy, colorful, and downright you these days! Who gives a hoot what anybody else thinks anyway? You go girl!"

And I lived happily ever after. The end!


You'll have to forgive the language because, after all, it WAS quoted; it's maybe not exactly what I'd say to your face now.

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