You see, Joyce was not the only one to fight cancer in her family. Her brother and only sibling, Bruce, was taken by the disease. The quilts Joyce commissioned honored Bruce whom she dearly loved. Bruce was a minimalist and little of earthly possessions. But, one thing he had a lot of was t-shirts. Mostly nature themes, some academic ones and some funny ones. My job was to take these shirts and make them into quilts for Bruce's widow, Leslie, his parents, his best friend and finally, one for Joyce.
I was on a roll with the first three. I found that I didn't like working with the t-shirt fabric much and had to use stabilizers to keep them firm and in place. This thickened the fabrics and made quilting them more challenging. I didn't even quilt the first one, for their parents:



You would think that someone might get a bit peeved when they had fully paid for a project and not received it for all this time. Not Joyce. Instead, she hired me for some part-time work during that transitional period between closing the gallery and moving to Paducah. Joyce has a huge collection of Edward Gorey books.

I passed many a pleasant afternoon in Joyce's company, learning about Gorey and enjoying Joyce's rich story-telling of her brother Bruce, her Jewish merchant roots in the South, her world roaming professor father, the Ganesh-collecting mother and all kinds of other fascinating insights into society, history, politics, art, travel, and so on. Joyce is one of the most brilliant people I have ever met, yet she can cry as the story demands and laugh through her pain.
So, I moved to Kentucky and her unfinished quilt remained in a box. I was overwhelmed with finding my niche here, getting my online business set up, but more than that, I was faced with the challenge of not having a good work space to finish such a large piece (the quilt is king size). Plus, she wanted it to be thick and fluffy. My machine wouldn't go through it and it would have been a bear to hand quilt it and I didn't think it would look good tied. My quilting skills have improved since I first started working on her commissions, so the floppy look of the first one was no longer acceptable.
The solution came through my friend, Pam, who is a part of my fiber group here in Paducah. This is what she does for a living. She has one of those big, industrial quilting machines. I had made a wallpaper purse which she coveted, so we traded and we're both happy and now Joyce can be happy, too!
Bruce quilt front and back:

Wonderful quilt-wonderful story. I know Joyce is thrilled. I love the quote "please answer the questions I forget to ask"... as soon as I read it, I ran over and wrote it on my studio door! ;)
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ReplyDeleteNice story. That purple quilt is a BEAUTY. I too collect Edward Gorey, having been introduced to his work in the late seventies. I became an instant addict. :)
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