Archive for April, 2010

Ellen Webster e-Book Opportunity

Wednesday, April 14th, 2010

A couple of days ago, I mentioned to “fans” of Quilter’s Muse, on Facebook, that I will draw the name of some lucky person who will be mailed a free copy of my 355 page e-book about Ellen E. Webster, NH’s early quilt historian and her work, (see details of the book on my main website).

Tonight, I will extend a belated invitation to any of you. We will draw a name at noon tomorrow, April 15, 2010, and we will mail the CD promptly. This e-book will play on any computer.

To have a chance to win, just send an e-mail to pat@quiltersmuse.com. Your name and address will not be used for any other purpose.

Good Luck!

Quilt Show Season Has Begun!

Wednesday, April 14th, 2010

The Quilt Show season in New England is more or less dictated by good traveling weather. The first small shows are set up around the end of April and the last one, in New Hampshire, occurs at the beginning of November. Quilt shows are always a fun time as quilters meet and greet, see what their fellow guild members have been working on all winter, enter quilt challenges, or show grandmother’s quilt.

One can usually readily determine which national teacher has visited a group during the previous fall. When “Stack ‘n Whack” quilts were popular, it was not unusual to see a half dozen or more of them, usually hanging side by side.

In recent years, everyone wants to be given credit: the quilter herself who in many cases is just the “piecer.” Then, there is the person who actually quilted the three layers together. That would be the machine quilter, or someone who hand quilts for hire. Of course, if the quilt was made from someone’s pattern, and is not an original design, it is only polite to mention the source: author/pattern originator and name of the book or quilt class. If one thanks everyone involved they would include quilt fabric designers, thread and sewing machine companies. It seems important to cover all bases, including, perhaps, the mother who birthed you!

Yes, things are increasingly complex and difficult, and made slightly more so by people who scream copyright violation, either on their own behalf, or someone whom they encounter. I have been thinking about how quilting has changed over the years. When there were quilting bees in centuries past, I wonder what their “issues” were, and what their “gossip” was. Of course, these kinds of things are not often recorded. In many instances, I wish I could be, or could have been, a fly on the wall! Quilts themselves don’t talk, but the stories they would tell, if they could!

You know, old habits die hard, and particularly when people learn that something is the right thing to do. They hang onto an idea forever. Take white gloves. Yes, take them! Every show has “white glove” ladies. Now, to “handle with white gloves” is an old concept, and one that denotes a certain amount of respect, and that is GOOD! However, some researchers suggest that white gloves are actually abrasive to the surface of quilts and should be avoided. Freshly washed hands will do, or, alternatively, nitrile gloves (my preference). I buy boxes of these at Sam’s Club (200 pairs at a time). They are lightweight, and go on and off easily.

Avoid latex gloves because they will not only impart a noxious odor to your hands, but latex is known to be medically-dangerous around people who are allergic. An allergic reaction can come on suddenly, even if the person has not experienced this problem in the past.

Please respect the work of quilters who enter shows. Do not touch their quilts, step on them (yes, I’ve seen this happen), or allow children to handle them. Many hours of work are represented by any quilt on display. I hope that you will attend many quilt shows this year. Remember not to take photos of items in vendor’s booths, and to respect the rights of quilters whose quilts have signs that say: “No photos allowed.” If you must take notes, remember to bring a mechanical pencil with you, lest someone jog your elbow and you get ink on someone’s quilted art.

Ah, yes, so many things to keep in mind! Most of all, enjoy the show!

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

Check Your Credit Report Today!

Tuesday, April 13th, 2010

Each year, it is always a good thing to check on your financial standing. Sometimes, errors can be found and corrected, and potential fraud of your account(s) diverted. There are three major credit reporting agencies in the United States, and once per year, anyone can apply for a free credit report online, that can be printed out.

A reliable and safe site to request this information (without hidden fees or a come-on) is www.annualcreditreport.com If you prefer, call 1-877-FAC-TACT.

Why bother? Why is this important? Well, I’ll give you a reason. A few years ago, in downloading a credit report, I discovered that someone using my name had opened a department store account and then had reneged on paying monthly charges. She had visited a store in New Jersey to run up most of the bills. I have never even been to that city in New Jersey!

I have been living at the same address for decades. This same (fraudulent) person was listed as having many different addresses. Apparently, she’d move into a place long enough to stay there, but would not pay the rent, and then would move on to her next “free lunch.” This kind of activity can spoil someone’s credit history. It took me quite a while to clear the record, but finally succeeded.

Even as a child, I learned the importance of responsible financial management from my late father, a pioneer in establishing credit unions in the State of New Hampshire. He always stressed how important it is to avoid running up credit card charges that one cannot pay within 30 days.

He emphasized that no matter how little one makes, it is necessary to pay yourself first. Do that by putting aside money each month (for a “rainy day”) in an account that you will not “tap.” If you do need to borrow money, and who of us doesn’t for big ticket items, such as a new car or a house, then you want to ensure that your record will prove that you are credit worthy.

Take the time for a financial check-up today. Review your credit history, online, or print it out to save. You will be glad you did!

Patricia Cummings

This message brought to you as a public service announcement. I have no affiliation with any credit reporting agency. I’m just a happy consumer of their yearly, free service.

Novel “Look to the Mountains” Has Not Lost Appeal

Tuesday, April 13th, 2010

When I was in high school, I read the book, Look to the Mountains, and wrote a book report on it. I enjoyed reading the book. A couple of years ago, some forty-three years after the first reading, I read the book a second time. Now, I know of only one person who has read it three times, and that is Ellen E. Webster, New Hampshire’s early quilt historian of the 1930s. In fact, I wanted to read the book again because it seems to have been a favorite of hers. The book centers on a young couple struggling to set up a home in the wilderness, and all of the travails they encounter. It is as inspiring today as when it was first written.

It is no wonder. Ellen was really interested in the early history of Hebron, New Hampshire, the town where she was born. And, her ancestors from England were here, early on. In fact, she has a Revolutionary war hero in her family tree. She could have joined the DAR, and perhaps she did, although there is no record to verify that.

How she loved history! How I love all of the stories she wrote about her community and family! Writing is such a good way to save information that otherwise would be lost. A number of her unpublished manuscripts may be lurking out there, somewhere in the world, unless they were thrown out. There is written evidence that she had some works in progress.

More each day, I love New Hampshire and can’t think of ever living anywhere else. When I did live out west for five years, I really missed the trees and mountain landscapes and even the rugged shoreline. I’m sure that Ellen Webster loved New Hampshire, too. Through her letters, diaries, and more formal writings, one can get a sense of the depth of that love. We are rock solid people here, unshakable even in the face of adversity. We are, after all, the “Granite State.”

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

Reader Solves Mystery about Bluework Block Origin

Sunday, April 11th, 2010

Bluework piece

Antique Bluework block in question

Hi, Pat,

I have always enjoyed reading your articles in quilt magazines. I got a small Bluework quilt today, and was glad to see your article. My quilt has the same reindeer block as yours. That was exciting to see!

I’m really writing about the pillow top block from Helene Middleton. The block comes from the Rainbow Quilt Block Company of Cleveland, Ohio, and is design #3, Conventional. I found this in Rose Alboum’s excellent index. It’s actually on the first page.

Just in case no one has pointed this out before, I thought I would. I hope this helps. I have a real fixation on the Rainbow blocks lately.

Have a great day,

Sylvia Adair

Thanks for solving the mystery, Sylvia! Intrigued, I have ordered a copy of Rose Lea Alboum index that documents the patterns sold by the Rainbow Quilt Block Company. Rose single-handedly has documented thousands of quilt blocks that are available in various volumes. I own her Index to the Clara Stone Quilt Patterns, and Index to the Ladies Art Company Quilt Designs, but there are others!

The source of that Bluework block has been elusive. Sandra Munsey shared the block that is published on my website and in an article for The Quilter magazine a few years ago. In the interim, Helene A. Middleton of Oregon sent a photo of a whole quilt with 9 large blocks of this same design. Here is a link to the file about Bluework.

A series about Bluework that I wrote was published in September and November 2007 in The Quilter.

Rose Lea Alboum’s web page

Have a great week!

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

Everything I Ever Needed to Learn, I Found on Sesame Street

Saturday, April 10th, 2010

Tonight, I am thinking about Sesame Street and what a great show it was when first created, and probably still is. I wouldn’t know. After raising my own child to be “tuned in,” I no longer watch the show. However, if I came across it on PBS, inadvertently, I might hang around awhile.

I remember one Christmas in Arizona. One of the toys we bought for my son was a Big Bird stuffed animal. While James was not a particularly destructive child, one of the eyes came off, much to my horror, and there seemed no way to replace the eye. I can’t remember the toy’s ultimate fate. Perhaps we brought it back to the store, perhaps not. But, I digress.

In thinking about Oscar the Grouch, I had a light bulb moment this evening, a real enlightenment. This is the situation. You see, I hold very high standards for myself, and unfortunately, I often hold high standards for other people, too. The first part of the last sentence is fine. The second part makes it difficult to function in groups. Oh sure, I can be a great “presenter”/ “teacher,” but it has always been impossible for me to have a long-term relationship with any group of which I am a member. I resent the “herd mentality” that prevails in groups, and the “chain of command,” especially when those in leadership make one wonder how they got there.

Now, I understand why Oscar is a grouch. I can be very much of a grouch when it comes to intolerance of people’s mistakes, failings, and ineptitude. Oscar lives in a trash can. I suppose it is a good place to escape and not be bothered, unless of course, one wants to pop the lid off and espouse an opinion, every now and then!

When mistakes are created, and later when the truth is revealed, it only seems logical that there should be a rush to correct the record. Perhaps this is easier for an individual to do than institutions. All I can tell you is that honesty is not a vice. I have been very honest, all of my life, and am always eager to correct mistakes, even if I have been the one mistaken.

In the interest of “getting along,” I can see now that it is a wiser course of action to withhold the truth about the errors of others. In my quest to present the whole truth, in any instant, my motivations seem to have been severely misinterpreted at times. That said, I really do have zero tolerance for falsehoods, lies, and fabrications. They are all made of wholecloth.

Sesame Street’s theme is centered on the importance of learning the basics, and the need to cooperate with others in society. Mr. Rogers Neighborhood was a contemporary of Sesame Street in the 1970s. I liked its slow pace, its fantasy components, and Mr. Rogers’ gentle way of making kids (and grownups) feel good about life and themselves. “Won’t you be my neighbor?” Yes, those were all good lessons to learn, and lessons that continue to be taught, even though Jim Henson and Fred Rogers have passed on to the playground in the sky.

I’m off to do some more quilting. At least my needle does not argue with me! Perhaps, tomorrow, I’ll try to tune into Sesame Street to see what other lessons may lurk there.

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

Coincidence or the Work of a Greater Force?

Friday, April 9th, 2010

Yesterday, on the spur of the moment, I decided to travel to another town to a quilt shop that always lifts my spirits. Looking around in the shop, with a vague notion of what I wanted to purchase, first I spotted some fabric that would be perfect for a border print, not a solid, but a tone on tone print that looks elegant… and it was on sale for 40% off the retail price!

Next, I spotted a must-have Chintz print with birds and flowers. I was going to settle for a yard of that, but decided to buy two yards (and will probably wish I’d bought more).

As I passed a bin of thread for hand quilting, I spotted ONE spool only of YLI thread (which I love!). It was in the color needed for my current project, or so I thought. In bringing it home, it is the exact color needed! I could not ask for a better match. The thread find convinced me that a Greater Being was directing my steps, and anticipating my every need.

In addition, I was able to purchase the type of batting I prefer for wall hangings; and I picked up a package of Quilted Treasures transfer paper.

Upon leaving the shop, I knew that I had come to the right place and I did not think that it was a coincidence that I’d found every item I’d desired. Funny how everyday experiences can increase our faith in the Author of the Universe.

Today it is raining. I’ll be quilting.

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

Reader Shares Photos of Sewing Room Collectibles

Thursday, April 8th, 2010

Ann Gee has sent photos of her sewing room, stating that she enjoyed my recent article about the history of pincushions in the May 2010 issue of The Quilter magazine. I hope that you enjoy this mini photo selection as much as I do.

Sewing items - photo 1

A shelf that holds spools of thread, some of them wooden; a strawberry emery on a thread holder, an antique “sewing chair,” and two Singer sewing manuals

tools of the trade

Tools of the trade: pincushions, an iron, a darning egg, scissors, needle-threader, pincushions, and variegated thread.

decor items

Various antique and country-looking sewing collectibles

toy sewing machines

toy sewing machines

We love to hear from readers. In this case, Jim came to the rescue to figure how to extract “compressed” files. He earns his keep and I am always happy to have him figure out all things computer-eze. My brain just doesn’t think like a computer! I’d like to thank Ann for sending these photos. Seems as though she has an ambient sewing space with all of these neat items!

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

Salem Witchcraft Trials Still Prove Fascinating Today

Tuesday, April 6th, 2010

Imagine yourself living in 1688. In the small community of Salem, Massachusetts, a 13 year old girl accuses the family laundress, Goody Glover, as being a witch. Glover is hanged. The result of that action leads other young girls in the community to begin accusing others of bewitching. The ring leaders are Abigail Williams, 11, and Elizabeth Parris, 9. Other girls follow suit, claiming to see the “specter” of certain people committing atrocious crimes. Eventually, even a man, Giles Corey, is accused of being a “wizard” and is crushed to death with stones. The year 1692 was not a good one for Salem. In all, nineteen women were executed by hanging, and others imprisoned and when the madness was over, released. Still more of the accused died in prison.

One of the first accused and sentenced was Sarah Good. Written accounts portray her as unpleasant, disheveled, idle and lazy. The truth of the matter is that she had lost her father to suicide by drowning and her first husband, Daniel Poole, an indentured servant, died in 1686, leaving debts that fell to her second husband, William Good, to pay. The family had resorted to begging door-to-door. Reportedly, when they received no alms, Mrs. Good would mutter under her breath, words that the townspeople took for curses.

Although she looked much older, Sarah Good was only 39 years old (note: accounts of her birth year vary from either 1653 or 1655). She was the mother of a small child (some accounts say her daughter was four years old, while others say that Dorcas was six). Hauled off to prison after being denounced by her own daughter, the court received additional damning testimony from her own husband that she was not “good.” She was pregnant, but sent to prison anyhow, and her infant child died there. Dorcas was also put in prison and wasn’t quite “right” the rest of her life.

Sarah was arrested on February 29, 1692 and thrown into prison. The first day of trials in 1692 was scheduled for June 29, and Sarah, along with four other women were sentenced to die. On July 19, 1692, this sentence was carried out. Later, William Good would receive one of the highest amounts granted, in payment for his wife being unjustly taken from him.

Old Witch House block

“Old Witch House” quilt block, as re-interpreted by Patricia Cummings (in needleturn appliqué)

Fast forward to the early 1930s. While visiting Salem, Massachusetts, Ellen Webster enters the Corwin House, the former home of Magistrate Jonathan Corwin who sentenced Sarah Good to die. During the Great Depression, the upper floors were rented out to dealers of antiques. One of the antique quilts that Mrs. Webster saw there had a tag on it that said that the quilt had been found in the “Old Witch House” – “The witch was Sarah Good and the house was Jonathan Corwins’, corner of Essex and North Streets.”

Read more about this block in my e-book and see the design that Mrs. Webster re-created! (I’ve added borders to mine). Is this block believable as one made in 1692? I have my own opinions. What is yours?

To read more fascinating stories, please consider acquiring a copy of my e-book, Ellen Emeline (Hardy) Webster (1867-1950): Her Amazing Quilt “Charts,” Her Writings, and Her Life by Patricia Lynne Grace Cummings and James Cummings. See our home page for details. Comments? Questions? Please write to us at: pat@quiltersmuse.com

Guest Poems from Jacquie Sciutto

Monday, April 5th, 2010

I have enjoyed Jacquie’s poetry for years now. Today, she shares a few of her poems with us. ~Patricia~

Poems by Jacquie Sciutto:

I think this was the first one I ever posted:

ON NEATNESS

I made my sewing room tidy one day
And put all my fabrics and tools away –
A crate of blues and one of reds,
Several boxes for different threads,
My backing fabrics all on one shelf,
All of the batting in a box by itself,
Scissors and rulers all hanging up,
Pencils and markers joined in one cup,
The stencils collected and neatly in place,
Pins in their holders, bags for the lace,
Buttons and beads in boxes with labels.
I even saw the tops of some tables!
I admired the neatness. I wanted to sing –
But I couldn’t find a doggone thing!

A puzzled beginning quilter prompted me to write this one:

BEGINNERS

All quilters start out as beginners.
No one is born knowing how.
But all who would be good quilters
Should make this solemn vow:
I will buy only quality fabrics.
I will keep clean my sewing machine.
I will help my fellow quilters
Be they eighty or seventeen.
I will carefully follow directions
That I am given in class
So that what I am trying to make
Will truly come to pass.
I will try never to feel guilty
About my stash or my UFOs:
These are part of the quilting mystique
As every quilter knows.
Above all, I will embrace
The joys that quilting imparts
Of friendship, fun and sharing
That cheers and fills our hearts.
And when I’m no more a beginner
I won’t hold in disdain
Those who know less than I do –
Who knows what heights they may attain?

Husbands (if one has one) are important:

DEAR HUSBANDS

Sing a song of quilting
A closet full of cloth!
Little dreamed our husbands
When they plighted us their troth
That we would become quilters
With all that it implies,
Filling up our houses
With all of our supplies:
Fabrics, books and patterns,
Rotary cutters and mats,
Scissors, threads and needles,
A variety of batts,
Sewing machines and sergers,
A wall to hang designs,
A big table for our cutting,
Pens and pencils to draw lines,
A frame or hoop for quilting,
An adjustable chair on wheels,
An assortment of templates and rulers,
And catalogs with good deals.
Add a stash of fabric,
Enough to stock a store,
Plus laces and embellishments,
Who could ask for more?
Well, husbands think that kitchens
Should turn out regular meals
And a quilt shop’s not the only place
To head for on your wheels.
They have little understanding
Of the quilt fever in our heads
But somehow they still love us
With all our scraps and threads.

I think most quilters feel this way:

APPRECIATION

There are quilts that make me wonder.
There are quilts that make me blink.
There are quilts that tug my heartstrings.
There are quilts that make me think.
But the quilts that mean the most
And that fill my heart with glee
Aren’t the ones I see at quilt shows
But the rare ones made for me!

And a lot of us feel like this about housework:

ONCE SHOULD BE ENOUGH

Don’t tidy my house.
Leave the spiders in peace.
The dust bunnies have
An unbreakable lease.
The furniture’s dust coating
Is protection you know,
So just leave it right there.
(I would miss it so!)
The floor’s where I keep
All my spare pins.
Don’t pick them up
If you value your skins!
I do like things tidy.
I would like things clean.
It’s the unending redoing
On which I’m not keen!

This is, of course, just a sampling. Enjoy!

Jacquie in Vermont aka The Muse

Reflections on Being An Artist

Sunday, April 4th, 2010

In one of his twice-weekly newsletters, in September 2006, Canadian artist Robert Genn, stated, “Artists need to live in the present tense.”

I cannot think of a statement that has more truth. Once a piece is created, it is past history. It exists as a moment in time, a vision completed, or a mission failed. At the very least, working through the decision-making process of creating art, has been instructive for the artist, consciously or subconsciously.

Art, like life, is a learn-as-you-go deal. We are never perfect, and we often do not live up to our own expectations. The necessity is to persevere and continue doing what we enjoy most, in spite of the critics, who, as it turns out, are sold a dime a dozen.

I have reached a point where I never show any unfinished work. When I used to do so, people have felt free to tell me what I should do, or what I could have done, or what I might do. Now, I don’t allow anyone to interfere with my mind-set, nor rob me of the joy I feel when I am creating.

Later, if my work is criticized and it is already a finished piece, any negativity belongs to the beholder, but I have not allowed some outside force to prevent me from wanting to finish the piece.

Yes, please live in the here and now, and be your own critic. You’ll never find a more discerning one. As artists, we need to be true to our own instincts, and to express ourselves now, regardless of what future critics might say.

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

A Mother’s Memories in Photos

Saturday, April 3rd, 2010

My son celebrates his 36th birthday today. He loves old photos, so as a special tribute, I’ve dug into the family album to see what I could find. In pre-digital days, and on a limited income, we did not take the thousands of photos that he has of his own children. The cost of film and development of it was a limiting factor. Here are a few special moments, captured on film.

James before his baptism in 1974

Getting James ready to attend his baptism, on April 13, 1974

James and his poodle

James and his ever-vigilant miniature poodle, Gemini

James' first formal photo

James in his first formal photo at 14 months old

school photo - date unknown

1985 photo

Sixth grade photo?

James and Jim

James “going crazy.”

Three generations

Three generations: me, my (late) mother, and James in 1996 on Thanksgiving Day

James and his son

One of my favorite photos of James and his son, Patrick, taken at Swift River by his wife, Rebecca Gorham.

James and Patrick at the Washington Zoo

Most recent photo: James and Patrick at the Washington D.C. zoo, this past month

Time waits for no man (or woman). It has been fun being a mother and watching my son mature into a responsible person with children of his own. He has traveled to places of which I can only dream. He is a college instructor and has been for some time now, and he is currently writing his final dissertation for a Ph.D. in English Literature. Talented in many ways, I am so proud of him! I wouldn’t trade the journey of being a mother for all the tea in China! Happy Birthday, James, and many more!

To listen to a song that James recorded, click on this link: “Keep on the Sunny Side.”

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

“Quilting”

Thursday, April 1st, 2010

Drunkard's Path block

Drunkard’s Path block pieced by Patricia Cummings

QUILTING

an original poem by Patricia Cummings

With wild abandon I still stitch away,
while piles of fabric lay in sheer disarray.
I cannot be neat in the midst of a project
and my method of working defies any logic.

A block is too large? I’ll just cut it down.
A block is too small? I’ll have to add on.
This quilt won’t be perfect, it’s not meant to be.
When all’s said and done, it’s an expression of me.

So, I shall not fuss and I shall not fume.
I’m told that for everyone, there always is room.
If not here on earth, then at heaven’s gates.
With that goal in mind, I shall toil till it’s late.

Better times are awaiting, I can’t linger here
but meanwhile my quilting will fill my last years.
As beauty surrounds me, stitch upon stitch,
for another time or place, I’ll no longer itch.

Content to be busy, with no idle hands,
I think of my ancestors from some foreign lands.
Perhaps they made quilts; perhaps they did not.
I’ll never know for sure exactly their lot.

I dream of their lives, some working the looms,
or serving as a mulespinner in factory doom.
Their dreams at the present are forever entombed.
They could never envision the lives from their wombs.

Their joy centered on freedom and that was enough
The road less traveled must always be rough.
From sturdy stock, these folks I hold dear.
They produced many children and held them all near.

And so we continue, their spirits and mine.
We shall be, always, forever entwined.
Life still proceeds in ways not understood.
All we can do is replace evil with good.

Still we press on, and so it shall be.
Each day we draw closer to ETERNITY.
The blessings we cherish will see us all through,
with God’s gentle guidance, and patches of blue.

Copyright 2010. Patricia L. Cummings, Quilter’s Muse Publications, Concord, NH. All Rights Reserved.