I learned to sew when I was 12. The Hungarian lady across the street taught me. She would always say, "If that is good enough for you, it is good enough for me." Well, you know what THAT means.
I discovered quilting around 1968 when I fell in love with an old raggedy quilt that was tossed on a moldy bed in the basement of my best friend's country house. It was made by her gran during the depression in one of the classic butterfly ... Read Full Bio »
I learned to sew when I was 12. The Hungarian lady across the street taught me. She would always say, "If that is good enough for you, it is good enough for me." Well, you know what THAT means.
I discovered quilting around 1968 when I fell in love with an old raggedy quilt that was tossed on a moldy bed in the basement of my best friend's country house. It was made by her gran during the depression in one of the classic butterfly applique patterns. I've never looked back. And I blame that quilt for getting me addicted to the colors and fabrics that came out of Depression.
Years later I tried to find out what had happened to that quilt. My girl friend had used it as a drop cloth when she painted her apartment. Yeah.
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