Notes from a Quilt Show

Never A Dull Moment
Originally uploaded by CreativeExile.

I should have followed Karen's lead and written down more of the titles of quilts as I took pictures of them (at least, I think that's why she whipped out her program and scribbled something each time she took a photo). I'm working purely on memory here, and feel bad that I don't know the names of more quilts that impressed me.

A sign at the show said you could take pictures, but if it was for "publication" (and I believe posting it on your blog qualifies as publishing), you had to give proper credit.

This is the one I picked for Viewer's Choice. I have a deep admiration for anyone who can work with this much color. It's called Never a Dull Moment, made by Raylene Kruger, quilted by Marilyn Lange. THIS one I remembered.

I was good in the buying department at the show, because (a) I have fabric for about 6 quilts in the hopper already, (b) it's the end of the month and my crafting budget is shot, and (c) dammit, I just couldn't make up my mind! Too many vendors!

Some favorites were a monster block-of-the-month pattern from Sew Together, crazy quilt supplies from Lee's Lines (a local in-home studio, no web link), and (my only fabric purchase) a brown, coffee-themed 1/2 yard batik from The Quilt Patch (not to be confused any longer with The Quilter's Cotton Patch, an in-home fabric studio in my own backyard!).


My tennis-playin honey
Originally uploaded by CreativeExile.

In the morning (before hooking up with Karen D), Tess & I went to cheer on E in his first-ever appearance at the finals of a tennis tournament (the Ypsi Twp Open). Two things lead to him being runner-up (despite winning a second set at 6-love): his lack of conditioning (he says), and playing someone who believes "When in doubt, call it out." E's just too generous to fight those calls.

85+ degree heat and 98% humidity at 10:00 a.m. didn't help, either. When I got there, the first thing I saw him do was plant a bag of ice on his head. He said later it completely melted, and he didn't bring enough water (despite having a full gallon jug on hand). Now, there is one guy who loves his tennis!