I’ve had the need to make things with my hands for as long as I can remember. Quilting satisfies this creative drive. Exploring colors, prints, line and infinite design options. The problems of a design not working and the fun of figuring out why and solving it (hopefully). How these interact delights me and spurs me on to play more. I can’t stop, I don’t want to.
I used to say ‘I love retreat’ on my blog every time a retreat came near, and I still do love retreat. It refreshes my spirit, I always come home rejuvenated. But it wasn’t until the passing of a dear member of my guild that I thought about why I love retreat. If I took my sewing machine and sewed up a wonderful quilt in that same room by myself that we’ve retreated in for the last 15 years, it wouldn’t be the same. It’d be nice, the mountain and lake view is spectacular but what refreshes me wouldn’t be there. It’s the fellowship with those dear women that buoys my soul. Gees, that sounds deep but I don’t know any other way to say it. I love my guild, they refresh my spirit. Quilting is just a way to connect with them.
So, I quilt to create because my heart demands it, the problem solving works out my brain and to connect because my soul needs it.