Winters in the woods of Trout Lake can be pretty isolating. Having a hobby is sanity-saving. January through April is my time to create since distractions are few, unlike the summer months when distractions are many.
One February, I decided to try some fabric “journaling”, using a different technique daily. I completed what I could each day, then set the piece aside. I made up techniques as I went along, some more successful than others. It proved to be a true brain-stretching exercise in creativity.
Inspiration came from various sources, a spider which visited in the night, a peacock feather, ground-hog day, leap year, a piece of copper wire, a lunar eclipse, my Mom’s favorite saying about my children…”The apples don’t fall far from the tree”, a piece of melted tarp, and an especially stressful Presidents’ weekend visit from the grand kids.
As the end of the month approached, I sorted through my assortment of pieces and set aside my favorites. A total of 16 were successful enough to make the cut. Now what to do with them? CLICK went my brain.
So, with puzzle piece backing designed and appliqued, header made, fasteners attached, C L I C K II February’s Journal was completed before the end of the month, just in time to be entered into the Vermont Quilt Festival.
The piece gave me what I consider to be one of the greatest accomplishments of my quilting career…..a 100 point score from one of the judges! I’m sure this will be a once-in-a-lifetime achievement for this very non-traditional quilter. CLICK II was also given the award for Best Machine Embellishment, an award I happily accepted though I have no understanding of why it was chosen since it had almost no machine embellishment on it. Such is the life of the quilt show entrant…..one of.those HUH????? moments. Hey, I’ll take whatever I can get! My quilting buddy, who was present for the announcement, couldn’t help but chuckle about such an award being given to a piece made on my no-frills 35 year old Montgomery Ward sewing machine since Pfaff had sponsored the award. I’m still smiling about that one.