In 1966, in Miami, Florida, on an especially nice afternoon, Sister Christine took the first grade class outside. She sat us all in circle under a large banyan tree. She stood in the middle of the circle and held up a crayon drawing of a tree; a brown rectangle topped by three green cotton ball shapes. She then handed each of us a piece of white craft paper and asked us to draw a tree. Now, I was more of a coloring book type of kid. I like choosing the colors and staying inside the lines. I wasn't particularly interested in drawing my own pictures. (Maybe that's why today I love to buy other designer's patterns and subscribe to BOM's.) I copied the basic drawing, the rectangle trunk and the cotton ball shaped leave clusters. I filled in the shapes using every color in my box - all 64 colors! I remember feeling quite proud of my drawing. I also remember Sister Christine's shadow falling over my paper and the paper being ripped from my hands. She held the drawing up to the class and said "Children, please look at this drawing. This is a perfect example of not listening to your teacher and not following directions." Then the drawing was torn into several small pieces. I was given another blank sheet and asked to do the assignment again but this time correctly. But, we were sitting under a tree! Couldn't Sister Christine see the colors were all there? That my drawing was accurate? Didn't she know that leaves were red and black and orange and brown and pink with only a tiny bit of green? The trunk was dark red and purple and yellow - see! I guess she didn't because she didn't accept my assignment until I turned in a brown trunk topped with exactly three, green, cotton boll shapes.
|Polka Dot Leaves|
Use your imagination and use your stash. Use the colors, textures, patterns, prints, values, and scale that speaks to your heart and eye. Make sure that what you stitch brings you joy. Isn't that why we all started to quilt in the first place?
|Potential Leaf Fabric|
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Lucy and Ethel