So many times I write about things that have connections for me.
What better symbolism than the above photo?
A needle pulling thread through a quilt.
A needle pulling and connecting seemingly unrelated scraps from everyday life to create a more than functional - dare I say ESSENTIAL? - work of art.
Today I visited the Conner Quilters at the Whitewater Valley Arts Association building where they meet every Tuesday from 9 am til 1 pm, weather permitting.
Even today the weather was permitting and cabin fever is rising here in the Valley!
I met some of our community's most talented artists today.
Most of them would refute that they are artists, but I am convinced the most important arts are the ones we weave into our everyday lives.
And these ladies certainly have done that!
One of the ladies asked me if I had seen the Quilt Show at the 2013 Bicentennial last summer.
AND HOW!
You may remember my blog post from Tuesday, July 3, 2013.
In it I am taken back to my childhood at the same Quilt Show!
My Land Of Counterpane!
I felt like a kid in a candy shop during my visit with these local artists!
I felt like I was among legends of needle and thread, legends of women who have gone before me in life, art, EVERYTHING.
I felt blessed to be able to find these women who are so willing to share time, care, knowledge, and laughter.
I can not wait til next Tuesday!
As I watched the stitches coming together today in the tiny quilting space where these ladies hold court I remembered sitting on my bed (upon one of the many quilts Grannie Katie had made for her unlimited font of grand children!) as a young girl learning the most basic of hand stitches.
I would get bored with the radio or the television and entertain myself with inspiring songs from Hollywood musicals.
Today as I left the Whitewater Valley Arts Association building I was humming this, one of my favorites:
I can hear Mom now:
"Oh, Suzanna! Are you EVER going to get your head out of the clouds?'
I hope not Mom, I hope not!
-Suzanna