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Why Do You Quilt?

Sunday, May 29th, 2011

If you are a quilter, why do you quilt? Is it for the companionship of friends or people in guilds? Is it because you like to create unique items that your family and friends will enjoy? Do you quilt because you like to enter competitions? Is it your goal to have a quilt published in a magazine or write a book? Do you want to brighten the life of an invalid or old person, remember a loved one who has succumbed to AIDS or other illness, or perhaps, do you want to create a landscape quilt that serves as a way to remember a treasured vacation spot? Do you quilt because you like to celebrate your ethnic heritage or family’s roots in another country? Do you enjoy re-creating designs that women in other centuries have found joy in making? Do you want to leave some tangible artifact behind when you are no longer here? Do you make quilts for your pets’ comfort? I have only touched on a few reasons why someone might want to make a quilt. I am certain there are many, many more reasons. I’d love to hear yours.

In the last few weeks, I’ve done a lot more quilting than writing, a reversal of my usual activities of late. Spending time making design decisions, choosing just the “right fabrics” in my stash (or else “needing” to take a little shopping trip to a fabric store) are enjoyable activities.Once everything I need is in place, it is fun to use skills learned and practiced over many years to make something I like.

Quilting for me has always been a way to connect with the greater world. First a member of guilds, it has been a blessing to have the Internet and find like-minded individuals there. Quilters are sharing people and caring people. They willingly give their time, their money and their emotional support to others. It’s a natural extension of what they do, and just “who” they are.

We don’t always have to analyze why we do something. If one asked a golfer why he golfs, I suppose he might say that he enjoys walking around in the fresh air, or associating with the other kinds of people who like to golf, or he might just enjoy the prestige of a country club membership and the network it provides. I bet if one were to ask ten golfers the same question, “Why do you golf?,” ten different answers would emerge. The bottom line is that we engage in activities that enhance our lives, that make us feel good about ourselves, and maybe, just maybe, set us aside as individual spirits that have found a way to be creatively expressive.

Your reasons for quilting are your own, but just consider the fact that you keep good company with all of the quilters who have passed through life on the same kinds of pathways. They had the same kinds of dreams, the same desire to bring comfort to others, the same level of dedication that may not be as apparent to anyone else as it is to you as you dutifully push your needle through fabric, one stitch at a time, or hundreds of stitches per minute by machine. The act of quilting seems to hold the possibility of transformation of the human spirit. Cares fly away and a sometimes a meditative state can ensue, enhanced to an even greater extent by music playing in the background. As the ultimate payoff, quilters experience the joys of showing and sharing unique textile objects that represent the gift of one’s time to a greater purpose. Handmade textiles leave a lasting legacy that can define a quilter’s life now and in the future.

Stitch your dreams!

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

Strength in Adversity

Sunday, May 15th, 2011

Adversity can wear many faces. From time to time, we all are victimized by circumstances beyond our control. Perhaps it is not the special problems that are important but how we choose to deal with them. Even when we don’t think we have choices, we really do have some respite from troubles. We can re-program our own thinking so that we act in ways to counter the issues facing us and start on a path to resolution.

Even baby steps toward renewed goals can have a way to setting the mind on a course of action that will result in improvement of circumstances. For example, if you are having financial difficulties, keep track of exactly how you are spending every penny. Keep a notebook and every time you purchase anything, whether it is a book of postage stamps, or lunch out, write down the transaction amount. Soon you will be able to track your spending habits and see ways to cut back. In this U.S. economy, at the moment, it is wise to combine errand trips to maximize gas mileage. It is good to cut out non-essential expenditures (not counting fabric or books, of course, if you are a fiend for such things, as am I).

If health issues confront you, sometimes a simple change of diet can help considerably. Remember that the body is a collection of chemicals. Learn about the nature of food so that you will know if what you are eating is contributing to your general sense of not feeling well. Perhaps you will decide to do without dessert, eat less (or no) red meat, eat more salads and fruits, dairy or fiber. Like everything in life, diet is a balancing act and the food you eat should provide some benefit to you, not just fill a void.

Taking a walk can do wonders. Exercise helps to release endomorphins in one’s brain for a feel-good effect. A simple walk can provide Vitamin D from the sun, can compress vital parts of the spine for better health, can aid against developing osteoporosis, and can leave you feeling much happier overall. Besides all of those benefits, it is fun to snoop on the neighbors and see what is “new” in their yards, in terms of flowers, plants, pets, etc.

The other area that most of us struggle with at some point in our lives is adverse people. Everyone has an ego and everyone is the most important person in the world – to himself or herself. Ego is not necessarily a bad thing. Without it, no one would have confidence to accomplish anything! But we’ve all known those souls who can take their own significance in too weighty a manner, presumably feeling superior to all around. Often, we misread these situations. The person in question, whether it is a boss, an abusive spouse or other deterrent to our happiness, may be suffering from feelings of inadequacy and actually have an inferiority complex. Again, there are “tactics” to use in coming to terms with interacting with those whose existence seems counterproductive to our own personal happiness.

Finances, health, and other people seem to be the three major factors in our lives that determine whether or not we possess a feeling of well-being, on any given day. Today, I want you to look in the mirror at yourself. When you do, repeat this saying three times, “I am good enough. I am smart enough… and EVERYBODY likes me.” Giving yourself positive feedback, although even you may not believe yourself at first, is a sign of good mental health. I did not make up the saying but I think it is a good one to share with you. Remember to smile and count the smiles that are given in return! Have a great day and a wonderful week!

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

The World

Friday, April 29th, 2011

This morning, the world’s eyes were turned to a notable event: a wedding! Kate Middleton was gorgeous in her lace appliquéd wedding gown to go with her very pretty face, and of course, William was dashing in his military garb. What a nice change of pace to view happy people. I hope that the couple remains as joyful in their choice of life partners as they seem to be today.

My exposure to world events is usually limited the “Nightly News” on NBC. At least they try to insert a tiny bit of good news each night with some heartwarming story at the end of the broadcast. On other news channels, I quickly get tired of the rants that are full of misrepresentations and the coverage of potential candidates who are essentially “nut-jobs” who think that their wealth can buy the highest office of the land. Can it? Scary thought!

I like reading about historical events. Those are finished and fixed in time. They cannot be altered. The conclusion to any story is already decided and it is up to the reader to try to make sense of the facts or to reinterpret them, perhaps.

In order to keep any sense of wholeness, it seems that artists need to isolate themselves and concentrate on enjoying the beautiful. That includes even the most common, ordinary events such as a flower blooming, or the pose of a dog, or the look on a child’s face. I suppose it is good to be aware of the horrible tragedies that happen to other people. Most of them are outside of our control and most of them have no direct impact on our own lives.

You know, I can’t take “the world!” I can only look into the face of my true love and know that everything is okay. If you have the love of even one other person, you are blessed beyond measure. If you enjoy the friendship of others, then you have a very rich life, indeed. As we see on the news, life can change in a moment: a fire, a tornado, an earthquake, a son killed in action, a child gone missing, the awareness of a life-threatening illness. etc. changes the playing field. Bad things happen to good people. But while we are still here, let’s take time to really enjoy the “good things.” Wealth can only be measured by inner peace and an appreciation of all that we already have.

Royal School of Needlework Press Release that describes the making of Catherine’s wedding gown.

Patricia Cummings

An Ongoing Dilemma

Sunday, April 17th, 2011

Recently I read a quote that said, in essence, that a person is wise in what he/she chooses to overlook. If someone is running a popularity contest, surely it is a good idea to overlook the shortcomings of others. It is also a pretty “wise” idea to overlook the incompetence of a boss, that is, if a person favors the continuance of a paycheck. Likewise, it is “wise” to not to criticize a spouse or loved one, if a continued relationship is desired. Tact is the name of the game.

a beautiful creature
Photo by James Cummings

However, what if the mistakes that someone makes have an impact on others? What if the errors result in a faulty product that is being sold? What then? Should a person just say nothing?

My first impulse is to look away. My first guess is that someone is working to the best of their ability. My strong urge is to mind my own business. The game-changer for me is when I have purchased a product and have believed the information it contains is correct. After I’ve gone ahead and shelled out money for fabric, threads and batting and spent a lot of time to create an item (a quilt), only to find out that the wrong dimensions were given, etc., that is where I draw the line at remaining quiet. Against my better judgment, I let a fellow professional know that the instructions provided were simply wrong, wrong, wrong. The response of anger was predictable, as were the excuses.

I should have trusted my own best judgment when faced with illogical directions, but did not. I fell into the trap to which many people succumb: “If it is in writing, it must be correct.” Okay, the bottom line is that now I have a quilt that is “less than” what I expected to have in the end. The good thing is that now the quilt has a story of its own, of how it was birthed, and how it is “different” from all others. I like to be different and so… not all is lost. By my speaking up, perhaps this inferior pattern will not be inflicted on others. At least temporarily, it has been pulled from sale. I’m not naming names, so don’t even ask!

In life, it matters not what happens. What matters is how we deal with it. At my age, I am far from “retiring” in nature, nor am I as quiet as a church mouse. As a writer, I record my experiences if only for my own satisfaction, at any given moment, and then, in reviewing what I’ve said, to perhaps come to a greater understanding of a situation or my reaction to it. I’ve decided that as a born teacher, my first reaction is always to correct and set matters straight. I’m sorry if that hurts anyone’s feelings. I truly don’t mean to be offensive, and I know that speaking out gets me in trouble. Furthermore, I probably will never stop.

Patricia Cummings

Random Musings

Wednesday, March 30th, 2011

Random thoughts of this afternoon include the following.

We have watched with great interest the moving of earth next door, in preparation for a restructured stream bed. It will be interesting to see what is done with all of the large granite slabs that had been part of the former house’s foundation. As part of the transfer of ownership, they are mandated to remain on the property. By summer, the plot of land should be transformed into a destination for those walkers who want easy access to the Heritage Trail down by the river.

house next door gone

Site of a former home and before that, a former mill that dyed wool blue for Union soldiers’ uniforms. The house was made toast by a couple of swipes of a backhoe last week.

It has been a sobering thought to realize that most of my Irish ancestors were textile and rubber mill workers in Massachusetts. Hard work, bad working conditions and low pay all made the mill owners rich and the workers die young, as so many of my people did. By comparison, my life is “cushy.”

The birds are calling to each other and Jim is planning to plant lots of flowers this year and has already been raking and cutting brush in the yard, in anticipation of Spring (while there is still snow on the ground, in places). The high temperature this afternoon reads 51 degrees.

Sometimes when one goes poking around family business or genealogy, one is apt to discover someone whose behavior does not meet one’s approval. That is more likely the situation when large families are involved. It is heartbreaking to see the extent to which some individuals ruin their own lives through drink, laziness or crime. Some people become their own worst enemies.

One of my houseplants keeps putting on growth but has bloomed only once since 2004. I wish I knew what it needs because the blooms of this succulent are very large and spectacular.

The big stir this week has been the Red & White Quilts Show in New York City. I have appreciated the photos I’ve seen of the quilts. I hear that a book may be in the works and that the exhibit may travel to other venues. It boggles the mind to think of the number of hours it would take to make 651 quilts. The earliest was from about 1850, and the quilts spanned three centuries.

I am always amazed at letters I receive from readers who have quilts and want me to tell them how much they are worth. First, I’ve never hung out my sign as an appraiser and that is not a “title” to which I aspire. Usually, I get some very brief description and no photos but am asked to name a ball park price. I simply do not have X-ray vision that can see through the screen into someone’s living room. I enjoy seeing photos of old quilts but expecting me to give a value is bound to result in frustration (for me and you). The bottom line is that I don’t care what your quilt is worth in terms of “value.”

Back to work hand quilting. The quilt won’t quilt itself and I am eager to finish it so I can move on to other projects. It’s been fun so far, even though my wrist is not fond of the process and carpal tunnel issues are flaring up again. However, this particular quilt really needed to be hand quilted and I’m so glad I did!

Be happy!

Pat

Media Coverage of Major Events/ and the Issue of Quilts

Thursday, March 24th, 2011

I remember coming home from school every day when I was in high school. I was the youngest child and I would be the first to arrive home in the late afternoon while my parents were both at work in another city. Before digging in to “homework,” an idea that has probably disappeared now, along with the dinosaurs, I would often flip on the television. There was the usual choice: coverage of the Vietnam War or Peyton Place, an ongoing soap opera based on the controversial novel of the same name written by a New Hampshire woman. It was a scandalous work, at the time, because actual residents of her town were thinly disguised and shown in conjunction with their misdoings. I knew that the war was happening, in real time, and that was often the program of choice.

Souvenir textile from Vietnam

The Vietnam war was/is the only war that was ever broadcast in a blow by blow kind of way. I am not sure that our exposure to rice paddies and the down and dirty daily battles of soldiers did a thing to lessen the length of the war. This morning I am recalling other events covered by the media: the Kent State University shootings, the motorcade in Dallas where John F. Kennedy was shot dead, the fatal shooting of Lee Harvey Oswald, the Oklahoma bombing, the Texas massacre, the Twin Tower plane assaults, and the most recent world tragedy: the Japanese disaster.

The first time we see images of tragic events, we are stunned, captivated and want to learn more. We “stay tuned” for the latest, only to see a replay, again and again, of the event in question, to the point that we become DE-sensitized. Suddenly, it is like watching a cartoon or a scripted TV movie. The images and events take on a surreal meaning.

I am thinking of this issue today as I try to explain to myself the responses of some quilters at the suggestion of making quilts to send to Japan. Quilts have long been associated with care and comfort. In days past, when children stayed home sick from school, their mother would often bring out a “charm quilt” and ask them to find two patches that were alike. Carefully, they would look at the patterns, colors and designs of 999 patches, trying to find two matching fabrics. In so doing, I bet that a lot of them temporarily forgot their troubles. Now, I am not suggesting that people make charm quilts to send to Japan. However, in the midst of all of the worries currently challenging residents there, I can see how a bright cheerful quilt would mean a lot, especially to a child who has lost his home, toys and normal daily routine.

It is fine to say, “Someone else can do it,” or “The Red Cross is handing out blankets,” or “They don’t really need quilts.” Any excuse for not doing anything is as good as another. Just do not underestimate the impact of your part in potentially helping to improve a very bad situation. Sending a little love, wrapped in a quilt, is a sensitive response and an opportunity to show that you care.

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

Quilting: A Few Thoughts

Saturday, March 19th, 2011

Today, I spent quite a lot of time in my studio and while working on a quilting project, I had some time to think about the state of world affairs and life in general. This short essay will share some of my thoughts.

There are two kinds of people in the world: quilters and non-quilters. That is a pretty simplistic division. Further classification leads us to the terms “traditional quilter” and “art quilter.” They might graze in the same corral but just don’t ask them to bed down together for the night. Two different animals.

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A toad by any other name is still a toad. Likewise, a quilter by any other name is still a quilter! photo by James Cummings

For years now, when inquiring minds have wanted to size me up as to what I “do,” I would always say “I am a quilter.” I’d either get a blank look as though I had two heads or what I’d just said was unfathomable. Sometimes, I’d be met with a long story about someone’s grandmother who made “blankets,” too. Non-quilters mean well but they just don’t “get it.”

Now, whenever someone asks what I do, I say I am a “writer.” People understand that term. It has more class, more charisma (?), and shows that there must be a brain in there somewhere, if a person can write. Then, the inevitable question is “So, what do you write about?” Ah, ha! Caught in the act! “I write about quilt history.” The usual response is “Oh.”

Most non-quilters have no clue as to the lengthy and involved evolution of quilting through the centuries. They think that American colonists invented quilting because they wanted to recycle scraps of used clothing. Duh…No! I don’t think so!

I love quilting! For me, it is not a group activity, just as writing can’t be a group effort. Making a quilt is so enjoyable and such a distraction from the turmoil that is a constant among the people of the world. Today, I was alone with my work and the Box Elder Bugs that kept landing on me. The only other sound, other than insects in flight, was coming from the excellent new music CD of Bowen Staines, son of Bill Staines, an inspirational folksinger whose songs I love. Bill must have passed along those good songwriting and music genes! I really enjoy listening to music and anyone who knows me understands that I have eclectic musical tastes.

The world could be changed for the better, were there more quilters. The quilters I know are generous with their time and talents and always willing to help. However, perhaps that is a stereotype that exists only in my mind. At the moment, maybe I just have a selective memory. On a professional level, quilters can be as competitive as players of any sport. They vie for prizes, attention, recognition, and cash awards.

The basic enjoyment of quilting is open to anyone with needle and thread and fabric and a willingness to spend the time. Race, religion, or political persuasion matter not when “Quilting is Spoken Here.” Quilting is an equal opportunity event that brings like-minded souls together. The world could take a lesson!

Patricia Cummings

Everyone is raving about Jan Vaine’s new book. I ordered a copy from amazon but have not yet had the opportunity to look at it.

Japan

Sunday, March 13th, 2011

Like the rest of my fellow Americans, I have tuned in frequently to news broadcasts to seek updates about what is happening in Japan. The videos coming out of the country, many taken by amateur photographers, have been stunning. The events there are a sure reminder that life can change rapidly and when least expected. At the beginning of March, I shared a link with you of the large quilt show in Tokyo. Today, like you, I am warily watching as the nuclear threat dominates the news, the death toll rises, and the living are struggling for the very basic necessities of life: food, water, shelter, and disposable diapers for their babies. Yet, I have not seen any looting going on. The few stores that remain open sometimes have quiet, peaceful, patient people waiting to get in. That said, there has been a rush to secure whatever commodities were available and it appears that there is little left in stores.

Japanese cranes

Japanese cranes, the symbol of long life, in a “bamboo fabric” setting, a quilt block made by Patricia Cummings

Ironically, an article I was asked to write for a Japanese magazine was scheduled to be in the April issue of Patchwork Tsushin. I was told that the magazine shipped to the printer on February 22, but where that printer is physically located remains unknown to me. Unless the magazines were printed immediately and already have been shipped out, I rather doubt that I will see that issue. I am sure that is the least of my worries. I was happy to successfully contacting the editor. She is safe and her family members, who live in the area with the most devastation, are also safe. She is in Tokyo and was forced to walk home from work after the earthquake struck. It must have been a terrifying experience, not knowing what would come next. Having acquaintances in the country makes this disaster more personalized for me. I certainly hope and pray for their health and endurance in the challenging days ahead.

This weather event is startling and cannot help but make us all to ponder as to what will be next. It is a good thing that we can only live one day at a time. The Japanese people are hard-working and determined. I can bet that, given the chance, they will get right to the task of cleaning up the damage and rebuilding, a mind-boggling task, certainly, but so was the destruction of the Twin Towers which cannot even begin to compare!

Meanwhile our hearts are with all of those who have suffered sudden losses of loved ones and who must work diligently, if they are to regain any sense of stability in their lives. God bless these people and all of the international teams who already are working tirelessly on their behalf. When the going gets tough, the tough get going!

Peace.

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

Time

Tuesday, March 8th, 2011

When we are young, we do not think much about time passing. We are too busy growing, learning and becoming. We believed rocker Mick Jagger when he crooned, “Time – it’s on your side, yes it is.” It is only in retrospect and from the viewpoint of a baby boomer that I realize that while time is not necessarily on our side, how we use our time matters.

As a child, I would rise before the sun came up so that I could look out the kitchen window of the farmhouse to see deer grazing at the crack of dawn. The day and the rest of my life seemed endless. It is easy to take time for granted. After all, we can only “live in the moment.” Perhaps not knowing the tribulations that might lie ahead is all for the better. Daily, we make choices as to how to spend time.

Some years ago, I made a major decision to work only for myself: quilting and writing. Both of those activities (for me) are solitary ones with the result that I have time available sometimes to listen to music and words of songs that attempt to place “time” within a greater conceptual framework. Today, as I sat doing some appliqué, I listened to Tom Pirozzoli who sang, “If you think money can buy…buy you back your time, you’re out of your mind.” He is right, of course. No amount of money can buy you back time that you spent doing something you did not want to be doing. The last few moments of life are perhaps the most precious ones when one may wonder if their time was spent wisely.

Time passes, with no help for us. Time is measured by clocks and watches (a fashion accessory that is becoming obsolete due to hand held technology). Time periods are studied according to which war was going on at the time, which fashions were in place, and the array of objects of material culture (including quilts) that were being made and used within the era.

“No time like the present” is a saying that urges us to accomplish a certain goal. Inferred is the statement “while we can.” “Time and tide wait for no man” shows us man’s inability to stop the march of time or to change the tides.

Within the scope of history we are all like blips on the radar or else “flying UNDER the radar.” In the greater scheme of things, humans are fragile, disposable and not long-lived, relatively speaking. The days roll on. What do we have? What will we leave behind? Time is at the root of those questions, at least partially so. We cannot save “time” in a bottle.” We can only use it wisely and to the best of our own abilities. We can’t make more time (or add a moment to our lives by worry) but if we apply an awareness to how we spend time allotted to us, we might be able to craft a more satisfying existence.

Patricia Cummings

The Power of a Book: the Dissemination of the Idea of the Secret Quilt Code

Tuesday, March 1st, 2011

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Patricia Cummings, autumn 2010. photo by James Cummings

Unlike another quilt historian, Leigh Fellner, I did not throw the book Hidden in Plain View across the room when I was first reading it. Rather, I was intrigued or perhaps mystified at the amount of misinformation, faulty and illogical conclusions and misleading associations contained therein. It was apparent to me that a true quilt historian had not written the book, a book that was based upon hearsay, that is, the story told by an old dying Black woman vending quilts. Those who “believe” the story of the secret quilt code, as told to co-author Jacqueline Tobin, recite it, memorize it and teach it. The book itself was written by Raymond Dobard, a professor of art history at Howard University. The fact that he is Black may account for the fact that he was invited to appear on the Oprah show. Tobin, who is Caucasian, was not extended the same invitation, according to sources. The fact that the author is a professor immediately colored the public’s perception of the book as fact, even though he, himself, indicates in the book, that the premises he sets forth are based on speculation.

This last month, Black History month, ended yesterday with my being contacted by an individual who asked me what I “get” out of trying to disprove the secret quilt code. After reading her e-mails all day long and responding, I called her only to learn that she did not want answers or any reasoned discussion because that would, in her words, be “upsetting.” I am always willing to discuss my thoughts, observations and thought processes behind my conclusions. She announced that I do not understand the “agency of the minorities under oppression.” I responded, saying that I believe that slaves were intelligent and clever and I give them a lot of credit. It’s just that there is no evidence to indicate that quilts were used to help escaping slaves. She doesn’t “get it” nor will she ever understand. Her mind is closed to learning, in spite of her claim to holding advanced academic degrees.

This person is not alone in her blanket acceptance of fiction as fact. The National Park Service was one of the first to promote the idea. I still have some of their posters that they printed by the thousands and were giving away to anyone who asked for them, in whatever quantity.

During Black History month, I spoke with a woman who was planning to present three talks in her home state. She intended to describe the code and then let people “make up their own minds.” I gently urged her to guide her listeners to the truth by providing some of the many reasons why quilt historians cannot accept the faulty information as Gospel Truth. I sometimes feel like a lone voice in the wilderness. Most quilt historians have “moved on” from this topic. We have, after all, talked it to death among ourselves. Yet, there is so much more work that needs to be done.

I would be hopping mad irate and tearing my hair out were I to hear that my grandchildren were exposed to this nonsense in school, in lieu of REAL history lessons. School administrators continue to adopt this foolish misrepresentation of history called the secret quilt code and they call it History, Sometimes, ignorance is just overwhelming. The point of this essay is that one little book has changed America, and not for the better, for those of us who prefer the TRUTH.

Last month, in addition to other files about Black History already present on our site, I posted a Black History Crossword Puzzle, information about a number of new Mammy Quilt/Aunt Jemima Quilt sightings, and a new article yesterday about the Wedgwood Medallion, and other blog articles. I do more than most individuals who have a quilt-related web presence. Our free educational website is the result of the many long hours I spend in researching and writing, and the time Jim spends with photography. It is a labor of love… because we care. There is satisfaction in a job well done.

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

When Art and Quilts Collide

Sunday, February 27th, 2011

I heard an interesting thought the other day. Someone said that gossip is a very useful tool of society and helps to keep behavior in check. On a greater playing field, the idea reminds me of how much we are controlled by what we believe other people might think of us. This can be a huge factor for behavior modification, as most of us seek the approval of peers and others.

In a logical flow of thought, it seems that sometimes the need for an artist to be expressive overrides any concern whatsoever for the success of his work as an artistic statement or the respect gained for his work in the world at large. Clearly, some artists use their art to express political, social or even personal concerns. The all-red quilt that was displayed in the Vermont Quilt Show one year was made by a lady who said that when the quilt was finished, she would kill herself… and did. Showing the quilt to the public begs the question as to whether such quilts should be inflicted on unsuspecting show visitors. Recently, we discussed the art quilt made by Kathy Nida, a science teacher from California. The quilt’s theme is homelessness and depicts a cross-legged woman sitting naked in a cardboard box. Many show attendees are simply not prepared to see body parts, that are usually hidden, staring them in the face from the surface of a quilt, no matter how valid the reason for the presentation.

Thinking about quilts versus fine art or oil paintings makes me realize that until now, quilting has been primarily the art of women. As such, they have not been taken seriously. For heaven’s sake, some nitwits (pardon me) or rather, “the unknowing,” even refer to quilts as “blankets.” Suddenly, the bed coverings are off the bed and meant to be viewed in a vertical position. This change began to happen with a New Jersey exhibit in 1966 and became an accepted manner of presentation with the 1971 Whitney Museum exhibit of Amish quilts in New York city. Now, wall quilts are very common. More and more artists are being drawn to quilting as a medium of expression, and many traditional quilters are eschewing standard quilt patterns intended for a bed and instead, are making “statement” quilts.

The ordinary show-goer is neither ready to see women trying “to take back the night” via quilts, nor willing to be witnesses to tales of domestic violence, abortion, incest or child abuse. We always think of those problems as belonging to the poor, the stupid, the weak, the unprepared, the uneducated. Yet, if you listen to enough talk show programs, you will hear high profile celebrities “coming out” about such challenges they have endured during their own lives. Let’s not forget homelessness, mental illness, displaced veterans, the unemployed, and the grandmothers who put their own lives aside to help raise grandchildren born to their unwed or divorced daughter. These are all social issues that potentially could be explored in the quilt as statement venue.

As a society, we seek to skirt all of the above issues. We want “nice,” pure and simple. Landscape quilts please us, as do quilts with flowers, trees, animals, family photos, stars, flags and hearts. We view enough shocking images of war, violence and bloodshed in the streets, both on television news and in crime dramas. When an art quilt depicts a part of the body that is not usually visible except in a medical book, it crosses the line of most people’s comfort zone. There is such a thing as freedom of expression and most artists appreciate the efforts of another artist. However, the general public will continue to condemn certain kind of quilts, due to the viewer’s own conception of what a quilt should be. Viewers really do seem to want to see only inspirational, well-executed quilts with themes that are pleasing and easily understood. Quilting has been a respite from the ills of the world. Does quilting have to become a battleground for everything that is wrong with society?

Patricia Cummings

The Artist’s Journey

Tuesday, February 15th, 2011

What is the essence of art? What leads artists to create? How is art related to quilts? What makes textile art worth collecting personally or preserving in a museum? All of these are evocative questions. Many of them will need to be answered from your own perspective, based on your own experience.

Before we consider this topic, let me share a brief anecdote. Recently, someone spotted a quilt in the “Irish Quilts” file of our website. The person contacting me thought that perhaps his mother-in-law could make it if she had a pattern because reportedly she can sew “panels, a mile a minute.” The quilt is pleasing in every way and I remember lingering in front of it at a show and appreciating its workmanship and design. The quilt was made by a skilled artist. Doubting that she would have a pattern or even want to create one for sale for her unique, one-of-a-kind masterpiece, I suggested that he contact the quilter directly. It wouldn’t hurt to ask. The point here is that the general public views the FINISHED product but if they do not quilt themselves, they have no clue as to the level of expertise needed to make a certain design!

From the first scribbled crayon drawings of a child to the most masterful oil painting, art can be appreciated in its many degrees of being. Think about art that is collected in museums or is standing as architectural wonders, like the Alhambra in Granada, Spain. Consider the art treasures of Egypt, many of which were recently damaged by vandals who broke into the museum in Cairo. Recall the fine art paintings of Americans with their themes of portraits, flowers, landscapes and seascapes. What makes art worth keeping for decades or even centuries?

seascape by Guillermo Gomez

A seascape by Guillermo Gomez (1862-1942), a Spanish painter / collection of the Prado Museum

A brief answer is that the themes presented are timeless and they reflect the values of people. So saying, I am calling to mind all of the religious art I saw in Spain, an ornately-decorated Baroque Cathedral, a highly stylistic Gothic cathedral, and many in the Romanesque style. I am thinking about Picasso’s “Guernica,” an abstract statement of his hatred / observation of war, the Spanish Civil War, and Goya’s famous painting that also depicts themes of war. The school of French impressionists lent their own vision of timeless beauty to their pointillist paintings.

Velazquez - Felipe IV

Velazquez (1599-1660) painted huge murals of royalty on horseback, another timeless and historical theme / collection of the Prado Museum

What does all this mean for quilters? In thinking about this subject, it seems that the quilts I have enjoyed seeing the most in the last quarter century have been unique ones rendered by those with art school training. One such quilt is Jonathan Shannon’s “Los Amigos Muertos.” The quilt is rooted in the Mexican traditional practices of the celebratory Day of the Dead. I am amazed by the quality of workmanship in this quilt. The quilter was expressing personal messages in the work, yet they were built-in and not apparent to the viewer. To me, this work stands in sharp contrast to the quilt art of today that which is intended to make personal statements. The genre is self-limiting. All art is valid but art that reaches out to a larger view than just oneself perhaps has more enduring qualities, unless of course, the artist is already famous and decides to create a self-portrait.

All thoughts are welcome!

Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications

The Issue of Gun Control

Wednesday, February 9th, 2011

This is not a post about quilts but about a relevant topic of the times we live in. The question on the table is whether or not individuals should be allowed to have guns, and if so, if the type of guns they own should be regulated? In light of the recent tragedy in Tucson, this matter is enjoying more visibility. There are those who advocate laws to prevent gun ownership by anyone except the police or military. On the other hand, there are people who have grown up in homes with guns and who are trained to shoot them but also realize the importance of locking them away from access by minor children.

Those who have been affected directly by a gun incident and have sustained injuries would probably be in agreement that guns are dangerous. They would be of the opinion that logically speaking, guns should be banned. While I empathize with victims of any kind, I have to disagree that banning guns is the answer. However, I believe that assault weapons should not be sold in department stores like K-Mart or at all, for that matter, and that more stringent regulations and background checks should be applied to those seeking to purchase new hand guns.

You see, the problem is misplaced when we focus on guns, the instruments of violence. At its root, violence comes from violent people. Terrorists place no value on human life, not even their own lives. That is why we have seen so many willing suicide-bombers.

My question is simple: If we live in a country in which only the police have guns, wouldn’t that be akin to living in a police state? Don’t we have enough restrictions of our freedom? It seems that we are becoming the victims of our own paranoia in America. I won’t even think of getting on an airplane or suffering through the intrusive screenings in order to do so. Bah, humbug.

Are we also to think about outlawing hunting? Already the deer population has exploded to the point that it is out of control and as far as I can see, the wild turkey population has made a comeback in unprecedented numbers as well. We have just about made the wolf extinct, a natural predator that kept nature in balance. Responsible and lawful hunters are needed.

There are good reasons for gun ownership, not the least of which is to protect one’s own home. The Union Leader ran a column in the past (and perhaps even now) called “The Armed Citizen” in which tales of homeowners protecting themselves and their property were listed in abundance. The “good guy” won. I am not advocating violence. It is just nice to have the option of protecting oneself. Let’s not restrict yet one more of our freedoms as Americans.

Patricia Cummings

My Least Favorite Four Letter Word

Sunday, January 30th, 2011

A four letter word that I really dislike is the one that people often tell themselves or others. It is not a “swear” word but it should be. Whenever one utters this word, it is at once a resolution that is disabling of further action. Be sure never to use this discouraging word with anyone you really care about who has an aspiration of some kind. Never tie your own hands behind your back by muttering the word to yourself.

Against impossible odds, we see people surviving and thriving who really should not be, under the circumstances. They find a way to do what is needed by avoiding a simple word, “can’t.” Think about the man who was pinned down by a rock that crushed one of his arms. Ultimately, he had to cut off his own arm, but he saved his life.

It’s the same with anything in life. If you think you can succeed and you listen to your own inner voice, your dream will come to fruition. Many times in my own life, I’ve used the idea of mind over matter to achieve a goal. One small example of that is learning to swim. I did not swim at all until I had to learn how as a university requirement. In order to pass the course, I had to swim four laps of an Olympic size pool. This was a challenge from someone who came from a non-swimming family. My mother always told me that I’d drown if I went near the water, above my ankles. Silly woman!

I not only learned how to swim. I signed up for additional courses at the university, including a Water Safety Instructor’s course. Then I attended the National Aquatic School for lifeguard training and the following summer taught swimming at an all-girls summer camp. It is very possible to overcome any mindset, if a person is determined enough.

As much as you can, please try to put the word “can’t” out of your mind. All the time, I am told by people that they just “can’t” even think of learning to quilt. They know they wouldn’t succeed. Well, I suppose it is one thing to say that, but is it really the truth? Of course, there is freedom of choice. I’m not saying that everyone has to learn to swim or learn to quilt. Just never say “can’t” until you try. The young climber stuck between rocks would be a skeleton by now, if he’d given up altogether. You can try to give up bad habits, but please, please, never give up on yourself.

Those are my thoughts for the day.

Pat

Uplifting Ceremony in Arizona

Thursday, January 13th, 2011

Daniel Hernandez, who would not admit to his “hero” status again last night, gave a short speech at the memorial ceremony in Tucson to honor the fallen. He reminded us of the Latin phrase, “e pluribus unum” – “out of many, one.” This phrase often appears in conjunction with an American Bald Eagle on patriotic textiles. Indeed, Dr. Carlos Gonzalez, who introduced himself as half-Mexican / half Mexican-Indian and fifth generation American, provided a Native American blessing. His presence reminded us of Arizona’s rich and vast cultural history. Last night’s presentations beckoned us all to work together and to love each other, even though we may differ in religious or political views or cultural orientation.

If only the peacefulness and sense of healing effected by the shared words last evening, especially President Obama’s clear-headed and compassionate speech, could pervade into our very fiber as humans and could endure. That is a heartfelt wish and a noble thought. However, it is unrealistic to think that enduring peace on earth shall ever be the norm. Many reasons prevent this from occurring: greed, man’s quest for the trappings of this world such as power and fame, and a perverse need of media critics to tells lies, rouse the rabble, and further elicit political dissension.

To me, it seems like a crying shame that certain high-profile media people like Beck, Limbaugh and Palin felt the need to make themselves the center of attention at such a sad time. It appeared to be defensive behavior. I may live in a bubble but, really, if the “cross-hairs” on the map had not been brought up at this time, I would not have been aware of them, nor would I have ever thought of Palin as culpable. That said, the “map” is off-topic, and it is “off-putting” that she created such a thing. But, this tragedy was not about her and I speak for myself when I say that I was annoyed that she inserted herself into the equation with an eight minute long video. Why does everything have to be a chance for her own self-promotion?

For a couple of days, I had turned on Fox News just to see what the conservative right extremists were saying. Now that I have satisfied my curiosity, I will not tune in again. I just kept thinking, “How can these people get away with such outrageous misrepresentations, and why does anyone watch their shows?” Moreover, who believes them? Can’t anyone think for themselves anymore? Where has fairness gone?

Headlines spotted this morning criticized the president for not striking the right note in his speech last night. It is always amazing to me how I can hear a speech and really enjoy it, and someone else has to find a way to “dis” it. No, it is back to business, as usual, I am afraid. I can only pray that people will try to embrace the truth more often than they believe the lies. I am so grateful that we have such a great leader in President Obama.

Patricia Cummings