Herself: Found three quilts in the Father Joe piles. A boss thought they were too dirty and stained to put out. I took two to the Quilt Museum after work, and they said one was a summer quilt…no batting, and the other a red thread quilt. The third is handmade of mens suiting and feather stitched along the seams. We could ask hundred each, the quilt lady told me.
Items of Interest: 100 years ago 146 people died in the Triangle Waist Factory fire. Cornell University has an excellent site about this important disaster. This today from Ronni Bennett.
Poor Captain Poolie.
I rashly announced, loudly of course, that I could mend her pants not taking into account the size of the rip or the condition of the fabric. Once I realized what I had let myself in for, I rushed off to Joann’s Fabrics and luckily found the one little old lady who realized I spoke beyond my talents. She also found a thread named “Jeans” that’s the exact gold that sews together Captain Poolie’s jeans jacket.
Now that I have one of the new fusibles in hand, for this isn’t something that will sit on a shelf forever unseen, and have my instructions to place the dots face down on the fabric, I can proceed. I have to confess. I was not exactly delicate while putting together AIDS Quilt panels. Hack and slash was me. Hack and slash is often me when I quilt anything. Here, this classic pair of maroon pants will be worn through the ages and seen by multitudes. I should at least match the threads.