Inspired by Nicky's post I thought I'd tell you about my first encounter with quilts.
Back in 1994 I had 4 children ranging from 7 to 3 years old. Early morning band practice meant getting all the kids ready for the day, hiking up the highway, depositing a son by 7am. and then treating the other children in tow.
Bribery was the order of the day and (I'm not proud to reveal) the other children became weekly breakfasters at the golden arches. Close by was a quilt shop. "The Quilting Bee" may sound like a cliche to you, but to me it was a revelation. I stared through the windows every Wednesday morning, taking in the details of the beautiful quilts that I could see hanging.
Finally, in 1995, when the youngest spent 2 days at pre-school, I returned during business hours and asked innocently "Given my circumstances, do you think I would have enough time to quilt?" The owners, Pam and Noni, looked at each other and replied "Of course".
The world, for my family up until then was BQE - before the quilting era.
Noni proved to be a marvellous teacher. She took us through an 8 lesson course that included drafting patterns, quilting,
applique, curved piecing (sorry, I fail at that still)
and many more lessons and tips. Noni moved to Melbourne (lucky them) but I recently bumped into her in Sydney. It felt like running into my kindergarten teacher. I was so excited.
Now we are in the QE - the quilting era. Long may it last! I'd love to hear how you came to patchwork and quilting.