Sea of Grass - Mar de hierba

This is a quilt that I made for my niece Natalia for her 50th birthday.

I started it with the idea of using only blue, yellow and green fabrics. Why did I decide that? I have no idea, I can't remember.

It is about 50x50 inches. All the fabrics are commercial cottons. Some of them are Dutch Wax manufactured in Holland by Vlisco, some I purchased in Mali 15 years ago, some are regular quilting fabrics that I collected since I started quilting in 2006.

It is machine pieced and hand quilted, and it has no binding, I faced it. I quilted it with Rainbows by Superior Threads, a 40wt trilobal polyester. The thread color is Citrus Cooler and it has green, yellow and orange. It is a very shiny thread.

The quilt is now in France and I am happy to say that the recipient likes it.

Monicálida

Phew, my latest post was two and a half years ago! Better late than never, right?

I just wanted to post the pictures of a quilt I made for my oldest niece for her 50th birthday. Coincidentally, that happened back in 2014, I don't know why I did not post them back then. Oh, well, here they are.

I used Vlisco fabrics for the most part and played with log cabin. Some of those fabrics had been with me for maybe 13 years, that is loyalty.

The quilt's name is Monicálida and it is now hanging on her living room wall in France.

Back to My Story, One Year Later

It turned out that the person who sold Seidel's grocery store to us also owned the "mysterious building". One day, he asked us if we would be interested in purchasing it.

Oh, my, I was going to have a chance to see it, finally!

So he opened the door, we went in, looked around, and it all was a terrible mess. Let me put it this way: that place had seen better days. But what did it have? What was the only sure thing that building had? Potential. Lots of it. A dream was inside those brick walls, just waiting to be released.

That dream had been pushed far down for a long time in that place, and only a dreamer's eye could still glimpse it. As luck as we had, we counted four dreamer's eyes, my husband's and mine.

The deal was done. The mysterious building was ours.