

Two evenings ago, I attended a going-away party. My friend Carter is moving back to the east coast after about 10 years of toughing it in Portland, Oregon. We were peers in design school, became friends and then peers again in the (un) professional apparel design realm. It was easy clicking with Carter. We had the east coast and apparel design stuff in common, and also our discussions came easy, we were quick to help and support each other, we hoarded fabric together, and it just gets increasingly sappier from here. We also both love quilts, and above are the pictures to prove it.
Our parting jam sesch was a good one. Something about no matter how hard you work towards an objective, if it is not honestly the right path for you, you will not succeed, or at least the struggle will be miserable. In some ways I find this a hard pill to swallow. She seems to believe in ultimate righteousness, and that fear is what holds us back from making the decisions that lead to a life of happiness. I believe that happiness is more complicated and the corresponding choices we make ( regarding career paths, partner selections, etc.) is yes, often negatively shaped by fear ( of parents opinions, dying, loneliness, poverty, etc.) But I also believe fear plays a positive roll as well. It is a biological tool for survival, part of our hardwiring, and an element of our species success. I need an element of healthy tension, a bit of discordance if I may, in my ideal situations to keep me healthy and grounded. It seems when things are beyond ideal at work, at home, or in the studio, I get high on riding the wave which is quickly followed by shit blowing up in my face. At least that is what I think today.
Anywho, bye Carter, I love you and wish you all the best. Please check out her website. She creates funky and unique boutique undies. http://www.cartersafari.com/undies.html
As for the above quilts:
1. Carter with the quilt her father brought back for her from Russia many years ago.
2. The red, white and blue quilt Carter made. She even machine quilted it herself!
3. The wedding quilt I made for my sister last year, to go in their 1930's New Jersey log-cabin. Machine quilted and hand-tacked.
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