Miniature quilts

Never -- never, never will I be a maker of miniature quilt blocks and miniature quilts. I look at that and think about angels dancing on the head of a pin.  Today four members of the Bayberry Quilt Guild talked about how they got together a few years ago and began with 6 inch miniature blocks and a couple of them progressed (regressed?) to making the same complex blocks (some had as many as 92 pieces per block) in three inch size.  And they had examples which were jaw droppping.

When I belonged to the Empire Quilters Guild in New York City among the members were Mr. and Mrs. George Sicciliano. He was making miniature quilts at that time and has since become very well known in the quilt world.  His wife whose first name I do not remember was making very interesting art quilts of a normal size, i.e., at least 18x18 and mostly larger. 

I understand enjoying a challenge but some challenges are, I know, not for me.  I don't intend to do any rock climbing or deep sea diving, I like being alive too much.  And I don't intend to do any miniature quilting projects, I prefer to remain mentally, relatively, stable.  (The illustration is a copyright free photo - by count the purple and white part of the quilt ha 125 pieces! -- and the lady has a lovely manicure.)

Mini log cabins

This mini log cabin is only 9x9 and is made of rather narrow pieces of selvage. And I swear it is squarer than it looks in the picture. I am still a klutz with a camera. It will be sent as a swap in the next couple of weeks. The only thing I like about doing these small quilts and the only reason I do them is to try something I've never done before, in this case working with such narrow bits of fabric. I like doing it in a log cabin because I do not feel I must make every "log" exact the same width as others. As I've often written I like randomness -- I like it in quilts and I like it in life. That is to say randomness within order. Only within a context of randomness can we experience serendipity which is so pleasurable whether it is a parking space suddenly becoming available near the door of the mall or having a phone call from a friend just when you're thinking of the person.