Last month was so much fun gathering the with pixels2Pages team to work and have some fun together.  One of the places we traveled to was Paducah, Kentucky, where Jan McCallum grew up.  It is a beautiful town filled with warm people and yummy food!  Twenty blocks of the city’s downtown have been designated as a historic district and listed on the National Register of Historic Places.  I think my favorite moment in Paducah was visiting the National Quilt Museum.  The National Quilt Museum is an art museum that exhibits fiber art and quilting from around the world. The museum is recognized by USA Today as one of the world’s top quilt displays.  Unfortunately, you are not allowed to take photos inside.  Trust me, if you enjoy needle work, this is a must visit!

As soon as I walked in and saw all the quilts displayed, all I could think about was my grandmother, Ruth Parker.  My grandma was a quilter, among other things.  I remember her working on quilts.  Often, when I stayed with her, she had a quilting frame up in her dining room.  She made quilts for her grandchildren when they got married.  She won ribbons at county fairs for her beautiful creations.  She passed on her love of handcrafted projects to me.  I was probably around eight (or so) when she first began teaching me how to use a needle.  She was so kind and patient in teaching me how to embroider, knit, and crochet just to name a few projects.

One of my most precious heirlooms is a quilt she made for me.  She passed away when I was 13.  So I never imaged that I would have a quilt made for me.  When I turned 16 her sister surprised me with the quilt she had prepared especially for me.

I credit a lot of my “crafting” desires and ability to her.  She was a very kind, warm, and loving person.  I wish I’d had her longer than I did.  Every once in a while I bring the quilt out and put it on my bed to enjoy.

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6 Responses to Blog: Sew Wonderful

  1. sistersunshine says:

    My own mother in love was a quilter, and her favorite ones were the ‘Baltimore’ quilts. I had the joy of helping her one year ‘air them out’. (quilts need to be unfolded and spread out yearly so that the fibers don’t wear at the folds) When we did this I took a photo of each of them spread across her be. That year for Christmas I made her a book with all the photos in it… it was one of her favorite gifts that year. I’m sure she’s quilting in heaven. *U* Kathleen

  2. Lindie says:

    Wonderful pages. Warm memories. I remember my grandparents playing card games: bridge, canasta, pinochle (sp), etc.

  3. Linda DeLaughter says:

    Kim, this story brings so many memories to my mind as well! My grandmother went to a classically trained art school in Germany in 1918-1920. She was also extremely good at “scherenschnitte”, the use of tiny scissors to cut out intricate designs in black paper. One of her classmates was Sulamith Wulfing, who became a famous artist of ethereal fairy-like art. I have many postcard-sized cards with her drawings of beautiful angels and Madonna-like figures with babies. If you get the chance, google Sulamith Wulfing. I wish I had a beautiful quilt like yours, but at least I have some of my grandmother’s artwork! Thank you for sharing this special story with us!

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