All right, LOOK what my computer took me to when I went to get the URL to paste for her name!!
February 25. I met Anna, my neighbour who lived across the street from us in Florida, a day or two after I wrote this. I knew she was a quilter, a young one, but little did I know that I already had met her, on two other occasions last year! She worked part time at Alma Sue's and was a member of the Sarasota Guild. She is the one who told me that the guild was bringing in Angela; had I not finally gone over to introduce myself, I might not have found out about Angela being here, certainly not in enough time to be able to get into the only one of her four classes that still had space. Sadly for me, Anna moved back to her hometown in northern Florida February 28. Happily, however, for me, I was able to get into the Dot to Dot class a few days later! Incidentally, Angela's post where I wrote this comment is well worth a read/watch. More than once.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch...er trunk show and class...
Not only did I have to remind myself to close my slack jaw in class when viewing her slide show, but I also had to make a supreme effort to swallow frequently; otherwise the drool would drip onto her beautiful quilts that we were allowed to touch, handle, hold, photograph, all to our heart's content.
|Recognize the fabric? "Textures" -- look at the header of my blog! And yep, those are my legs, my fingers, holding (and before and after petting) her quilt.|
And THEN, there was meeting Angela, on Monday night at the guild meeting for the first time, eyes brimming with emotion as I tried (inadequately) to find words to tell her how much all her free videos and demos online, how much every single Craftsy class of hers has helped me, beyond measure, on my Avanté, but also has helped me grow in machine quilting on my Bernina. Going back Tuesday morning for another 3 hours with this warm, funny, ("My husband says I'm not funny. But I think I'm frickin' hilarious. Sarcasm is my love language!" ) humble, genuine, inspiring, creative, and so-very-talented quilter was such a treat.
|The chocolate says "Quilting is My Therapy", and yep I saved it, knowing I wanted a picture for my blog--I ate it after the pic, dark chocolate! But of course, she has taste.|
"There is no such thing as imperfection in FMQ. You just need to know how to fix them. " (the mistakes) She talked about the eye needing to see symmetry, and that symmetry is basically all it looks for, so "if you make a mistake, do it twice and then it's a design element!"
|I planned to rip this out as I messed up one of the "dots" to hit.|
|Kinda cool here too, no?|
Rest assured there will be more Angela wisdom forthcoming.
The trip home was uneventful. The dogwoods didn't disappoint, although there seemed less of them in Kentucky and Ohio than I saw last year through the Carolinas and West Virginia.
The little bag I made back in January came in so handy for my handquilting tools! Below you can see my favourite plastic open-backed thimble that allows your nail to be free. The condom-looking thing is a finger from a latex glove which I use to grab the needle to pull it through when 3-4 stitches are loaded onto it.
I'm using Gutermann quilting thread, and the Clover chalk pencil Angela uses (learned about these in one of her Craftsy classes). That pencil is better on the Old World Santa fabric than the Bohin one. There is too much white in the fabric; the streaks wreak havoc with my eyes, so I need a thicker line. The plastic serpentine shape is my template for marking the woven curves border design.
And so there you have it, the first post back on good old Canadian soil. Mmmm. Even though said soil is a little darn cold for this time of year! Still, I think Spring is about to surpass Summer in my favourite season list. I was musing this morning (didn't get this finished last night, TOO tired after a 5 am start to the day--Mysore yoga!) that no matter whether one is living in 90F steamy tropical heat (Gulf, beaches, cicadas, palm trees), the tundra (pure white snow, frozen lakes, polar bears), or the desert (sand dunes, endless blue skies, meerkats(!!)) Mother Nature gives us something upon which our senses can feast, and our creative juices can start to burble.
These swans literally took my breath away last night on the way to teaching yoga. I pulled over, got out of the car, crossed the road, tiptoed into the grass, but not before this pair had pulled apart...oh my GOD, but they were in the necks intertwined, facing each other, classic swan pose. That vision will stay with me forever.
|A group of about 25 more were just past these two lovebirds|
Rocco is happy; he has made a new friend. This is Charlie, an 8-month-old Scottie. He is adorable, although a bit rambunctious. Good thing Rocco is so tolerant. Charlie's 'mum' wants me to knock on her door and walk with them sometimes so Rocco can help teach Charlie some manners! They've recently retired here from Vancouver, and live just up the street.
|Meet and greet|