Here are four little -- 4x6" -- journal quilts. One year I made a journal quilt for almost every day -- I never did an exact count but it's about 350. Each celebrates something that particularly impressed me that day. The frog above on a background of other frogs, celebrates a day in early summer when I fell asleep listening to the tree frogs chorusing outside an open window.


This black and white with a bit of red captures for me a concert given by the LeBeque sisters, duo-pianists -- on separate, nested grand pianos. They are not twins but they look very much alike except one wore a white pantsuit and the other black. They played several jazzy Polenc pieces, so this little quilt is both about them and about the music.


This swirly patterned fabric with gold glitters and many, many beads added represents another piece of music, Schubert's Great C major Symphony, his #9. It is not as supremely majestic as Beethoven's #9, but I probably love it almost as much.


And this last little piece is far, far more prosaic. It's title is "I can't believe I'm sunburnt at my age. I should have known better."

Doing a piece for every day was quite consuming, but it was also a great exercise in awareness. When you live each day knowing something about it is going to be immortalized [at least in your memory] you shift into a kind of awareness that is unusual and often wonderful.

Four More Stars

I've done four more stars. It's clear that I will do only four more of these because I won't have enough of the background fabric for four after that. So the quilt will be 3x4 blocks, probably with stripping and of course a border and will be something around 42x54 which is a very reasonable size for a throw.



As I work with Carol Doak's Fifty Fabulous Stars book, I admire her more and more. I had previously made 21 of her designs. Most of these are ones I had not made before. I supposed she planned these variations with a computer program but that doesn't detract from the constant interest. Plus she then sewed examples of every one of the fifty always making interesting color choices -- always different than I'm using.


If you look at the complexity or simplicity of the different stars, you'll also appreciate her design ability. The most complex of these four has 120 pieces in the block, the least complex has 40 pieces in the block -- and each block is 12x12. When the paper piecing methods have been mastered the sewing is not hard, although there are some places where you can see less than perfect sewing. But I do have to protest just a little that these blocks still have the paper on the back and have not been ironed so they were not lying totally flat when I photographed them.There is distortion. I'm sorry I cut off some of the tops.


I've discovered a way in which a digital camera is harder to use than the old fashioned film camera -- I was usually conscious of pressing my arms against my sides and pressing the film camera firmly against my nose when I pushed the shutter. With the digital camera, in order to line up the photo it must be held away from the face and I often move a bit. I'm going to purchase one of the digital cameras that has an old fashioned view finder, then I can hold it still. Also I won't have the sunny day problem of finding it hard to see the screen clearly. Meanwhile I've got four more blocks to sew together. I'm enjoying making this quilt a great deal.

Quilt postcard

This very lovely little art quilt postcard was sent to me by Stephanie London who lives in Edmondton, Canada. She said she wanted to catch the wintery sky on a sunny day I think she did so beautifully with a batik background, a couple of pieces of organdy across the center, the dull golden sun and the lines of stitching, the ten thoughtfully positioned beads. I will display it as one of the most successful small quilts I've ever seen.

Button, Button, Who's Got the Button?

Maybe it's cabin fever -- or it's just winter and I felt like playing indoors a little. I decided to sort my buttons yesterday, partly because I'm putting buttons on a quilt I'm making and wanted to have them divided by colors and sizes. For two hours I sorted and divided into zip-close bags. Two hours! and I'm not done yet! But I found some treasures -- don't know what to do with some of them -- how about four acorns that have been turned into buttons? I have three glass buttons from the Schindler factory [as in Schindler's List] which have stars of David incised in them -- these I'm simply keeping. Just two examples, actually most are utilitarian, which, of course most buttons should be. I do have a friend who makes broaches from interesting buttons, so maybe I'll put ones she might be able to use in their own baggie and give them to her ... Of course some will go on the quilt that brought on this little fit of making order out of chaos. Did anyone else play a game called "Button, button, who's got the botton?" when you were small?

January journal quilt

This is my Janaury journal quilt, "Blizzard in the Forest" I am going to do a journal quilt a month with the theme especially of trees, but the secondary theme of birds. As you can see, a snowy owl is fighting the blowing snow. I hope it gives the impression of being unable to see the trees distinctly because the snow is blowing so hard -- there are hand quilted lines of silver thead and lots and lots of tiny blue beads for snowflakes. This is, I think, the only one that will have much beading; it's very tedious work.

Abstract Art Quilt, mini

Just want to show off this abstract art quilt that was sent to me in a swap. I'm very impressed that the whole turquoise part is created fabric. I read about the methods of doing this with bits and pieces and Angelina fibers and netting but I've never seen an actual one -- seen many in Art Quilt Magazine. I'm impressed. And the additonal embellishments give it a joie de vie; it's mounted on black felt. It's about 3x5 inches, a mini treasure.

Unappreciated American Ritual

The photo was taken about 100 yards from my apartment. It is the hearse carrying Teddy Kennedy's boty from the Kennedy compound, less than a mile away, to Boston for funeral ceremonies. This is appropriate today because the people of Massachusetts have been voting all day for a successor in the Senate. I have heard no reports -- I have not been able to listen to the radio [I have no TV] for days because of this election. The warring advertisements for Brown and Coaky have been unbearable.

I didn't remember that one must register to vote so didn't register and so didn't vote today. I would have liked to, it was my own absentminded fault. But peace will return to the airways. A little later this evening we'll have only the warring ads between Honda and Toyota dealers, a matter of no consequence to me. They don't make me cringe like the empty promises and nasty innuendos of political ads. I'm not writing a political piece. I know who I hope wins and would have voted for but since I didn't what I really vote for is no more politicians and their minions, including family members, talking at me between the Mozart and the Vivaldi. From now on, back to Bach. Perhaps the Senate will now pass the health care bill ... or perhaps it won't.