I have a problem. I call it Schizo-fabric-phrenia. It happens whenever I find fabric that looks like to belongs at a picnic. Let me explain. I see a new line of fabric, something fresh, vibrant, summery and delicious.
“One of the things that's so important and I really want people to understand is that what these quiltmakers are doing is absolutely no different than what your great-grandmother did. Great-grandmother took available materials and techniques, and she used those to tell a story, to tell the viewer something about the world in which she lived, about something that was important to her, that's what these artists are doing.”