You, the artist, won the ribbons for your work- the quilt. So, they're yours. If you don't really care about them, you can decide that they go with the quilt. If not, let them pry them out of your cold dead hand. (I loved that comment.)
The only experience with ribbons in my life experience was the Persian cat we had when I was a kid. In his former life, he was a stud. And of course, to get that cushy job, one must have the bona fides to support one's performance. Show ribbons it is, then. We had a whole drawer full of huge, beautiful rosettes. Of course, upon his retirement to private life, he lost his privates, as it were. No more competition for old Timmy. But, the ribbons went with him.
His tail hairs were 5" long. I measured them once. Just an FYI for the curious among us.