Thursday, March 11, 2010

My First Quilt

I made this quilt the summer after I graduated from high school. No one in my family quilts, so I borrowed a beginner's book from my mom's best friend. I decided on the Monkey Wrench pattern, not too easy, but just challenging enough. I had a (fun) heck of a time picking out the fabrics. To this day, I'm not thrilled with the green print, but I still love the red and blue. Just maybe not together. But enough with the self critique already.

I took my quilt off to the university dorm with me, as I embarked on a more independent life and began the pursuit of my art degree (which involved lots of critiquing). Not only did the quilt keep me cozy during those in between class naps (there were a lot of those, back in the day), but it reminded me of something I could do for myself, and do well without question.

After I graduated college with my art degree, the first thing I did was run out and buy myself The Good Housekeeping Illustrated Book of Needlecrafts. I started crocheting and basically, have not stopped. In fact, I crocheted my first baby sweater not long after I completed my teaching credential program. I see a trend here. After periods of intense study and hard work, I have turned to "needlecrafts". I have a feeling the day Andrew starts kindergarten will find me at the fabric or craft store, ready to go.

When does a hobby become a passion? How does a passion turn into a career? These are questions that have been on my mind a lot lately.

2 comments:

  1. YOU TAUGHT YOURSELF HOW TO CROCHET AND QUILT?! Good golly.
    Hard-working, kind, industrious women have tried over and over again to teach me how to knit, but the knowledge just immidiately falls out of my head again.
    I have a quilt that my great-grandmother made me on my bed, and my maternal grandmother made me a quilt out of pieces that my (late) paternal grandmother had sewn as a wedding gift. That was tear-jerking.

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  2. You would be lucky indeed if you could turn a passion into a career. I would be afraid that if a hobby (or passion) became something I was reliant upon, I would like it less and then what would I do for fun? Just thinking as I type.

    Have a great weekend.

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