|doodling line designs|
The Machine Quilter Retreat last weekend was so much fun! We had a great group of girls from all over the country. The weather was so kind! It did snow but only after everyone had arrived safe and sound on Friday. Then it rained and by Sunday it was positively balmy. So all the driving there and back again was just fine.
We laughed a lot and enjoyed auditioning thread and brainstorming quilting patterns on various tops.
|Jackie showing us some finished quilts|
Everyone brought quilts to share. It was very inspiring!
|Marilyn and Martha|
Marilyn wrote a poem, which captured the Retreat so much better than prose.
Dancing the line
Outside, a muntjac deer, her coat
shimmering like wet clay, picks her sunlit way
through snow fading from the soft edge of hard.
Inside, its time to show and tell our pieces,
to ask - which pattern, which thread?
We spool silk, cotton, trilobal fibre
over fabric, consider curls of matt, glossy,
same and shifting colour lines:
question, disagree, play.
Next we air doodle, letting the trace
whisper to our mind’s eye, then, pen on paper,
we repeat: ripple stipple, border feathers, loops,
writing their twists, turns, and pauses
into our muscle memory before we needle-draw,
back and forth across stretched sandwiches
-top, fleece, backing. We are dancing the line
to the thaw’s soundscape, stitching across
bears paw, log cabin, blocks and strips
of cloth, sewing buds of scallops, mussel shells,
hearts, side stepping to shadow one,
then another - creating quilting blossom.
Outside the buttercup moon lights
the leaves, trees, paths, free from snow:
in its gaze we turn towards home.
©Marilyn Hammick January 2013