I try to make as much as I can — because nothing can replace the spirit of handmade
My latest challenge: to make as much as I can for our new summer home in Maine – a small 1930’s bungalow that was destined for demolition “because the land is more valuable than the house.” We snatched it up, much to the happiness of the previous owners that have been summering at the house for forty years.
So, in the spirit of preservation and history I thought a quilt would be the perfect project to launch some creative homemaking. I also thought it would be an easy first project – oh how wrong I was. I’ve never been big on instructions and usually opt for making it up as I go along. This is a terrible approach when it comes to quilting, a skill that has been passed-down through generations, and with even a small amount of tapping that wisdom I could have saved countless hours of nipping and tucking.
But where to find a knowledgable quilting grandmother to help me? Do quilting circles or “bees” even exist? Does aforementioned grandmother even exist? More likely, it’s a strange fantasy I have (and a sexist one?) of wise women stitching, telling stories of their adventurous lives and drinking tea while laughing in a knowing way at the foibles of the men in their lives.
Or are we forced to find our ancestral knowledge on youtube videos and blog posts? I would love to hear inspiring stories of learning skills from other human beings – even if they don’t drink tea and aren’t old or wise. Although that would be nice.