I don’t know about you, but when I think of a quilt I think of a very cozy bedcover, perhaps blocks of colored fabric stitched together and then attached to a bottom with some fluffy filling between. I think of cups of hot chocolate and snuggling on cold nights. I think of a bed. I think wrong.
A couple of weeks ago my friend Mrs. S, about whom you’ve read in these pages, and her friend M invited me to accompany them to a quilt show. Not just any show, this was the annual exhibit of the Arizona Quilters Guild, this year titled “Our Heritage 2012: Copper, Cotton and Culture.” I learned more about quilting and quilters in one day than I had in my entire previous life; and I learned that what I learned is but a drop in the bucket of what there is to know.
My notion that quilting was a crafty sometimes occupation, something to while away a snowy afternoon, for instance, was laid to rest in the parking lot, before we ever went into the show itself.
These ladies are serious; and yes, they are mostly ladies. I did see one gentleman at the exhibit:
My gut instinct is that he was not a quilter himself.
Anyway, the exhibit took up several very large rooms of the Mesa Convention Center. Three hundred and twenty quilts were exhibited in seventeen different categories and thirty-five vendors were eager to sell us items from $ .10 to $10,000. Actually I didn’t see anything for $.10, but there must have been something. A short length of thread, perhaps.
In my innocent universe, quilts are made by people with some leftover fabric, batting for the filling, and a needle and thread. In essence this is still true, but of the quilts we saw, only thirty-seven were hand-quilted. Most quilting is done by machine these days, either by an item that looks like a home sewing machine and will sit comfortably on your home work-table , or by what’s called a long-arm machine, which will set you back a minimum of $7,000 and requires about fifteen feet of arm room:
These computer-driven machines can take a particular quilting stitch design and scale it up or down to fit the specific quilt’s spacing, and they can do quilting that would give the hand-quilter nightmares.
Look at the density of stitches in this close-up:
The hand-quilted pieces look different; to my eye they are gentler and softer, a bit plumper. But the quilting is every bit as complex and dense as some of the machine work. The difference is how long it takes to do it by hand – several years compared to several days or weeks. Here are two quilts that are hand-stitched:
This one took Julianne Dodds more than four years to make. I’m surprised it took less than forty.
So much more than mere stitchery goes into making a quilt. Each begins with the design or concept which will dictate the fabric chosen. Nowadays quilts are not cloth alone; buttons, sequins and all manner of things are added.
Trudy Cowan used applique, thread painting, free-motion lacework, fabric-wrapped wire, heat-melted felt and fusibles to create her Cedar Forest. (I can’t even tell you what some of those things are!)
There were two ‘challenges’ that really illustrated for me the amount of creativity that goes into modern quilt-making. One challenge was called Quilting Makes the Quilt; entrants had to make the same quilt from the same fabric. The creativity came only through how they quilted it.
Can you see the eagle in the center of the quilt above?
They look quite different, considering they’re made from the same cloth and are pieced into the same design.
In another challenge, which I particularly liked, the quilters were given the same fabric and could make whatever they wished. Here are a few of the results:
Hard to imagine curling up with a cup of tea and a good mystery with this last one, but isn’t it fun??!
There were so many quilts I fell in love with, I can’t possibly show them all to you. There were four that especially caught my imagination, though. The first I liked because the sentiment is so dear. Danielle Mariani transferred photographs and hand-written messages from paper to fabric (the magic of technology!) and pieced a memory quilt for her father’s 60th birthday.
Linda Marley used a bunch of her son’s old tee-shirts to make him an amusing quilt:
I loved the tranquility of the egret, and the way the colors moved from one to another. There are also some other fun pond animals to be found in the details here.
Arizona celebrated her centennial this year, and this did not go unnoticed by the state’s quilters, many of whom paid tribute to the youngest continental state in the union.
This amusing quilt features Betty Boop driving across the Arizona map. There are quilted flaps that lift up with information about the location underneath.
There are some more photos of quilts in this web-album (but I promise, all three hundred and twenty are not there).
The exhibit opened my eyes to modern quilt-making – it is definitely not what it used to be. It also made me realize that I will never, ever, in a million years have the patience to be any kind of quilter. My non-quilted hat is off to the ladies who are.

























The quilts blew me away; I’ll send this to friends. One’s a musician who’s turned to quilting as being more fun than the piano. Another’s my German niece in Crete who had to abandon quilting in order to teach. We had some Swedish women here in Athens who gave quilting lessons but they left and I don’t know anyone who does it here at the moment. Me, I think I’ll stay a fan; never been able to sew. I once stitched something for my surgeon husband, long before we were married, and he looked at me and said, “I could have done that better myself.” !
Now I’ll go read about my beloved Rapallo. xoxo
Aren’t they lovely? What amazed me, though, was how much of it is no longer done by hand. Given the choice I think I’d use a machine, too – so much faster. I wonder what you stitched up for Dr. Surgeon?
I especially like the Arizona Valentine, and the couple of challenges that were offered to the participants. I’m pretty sure that every undertaking in the world has a wealth of things to know and practice than we ever think to consider. From car mechanics to dairy farming to fishing to laser surgery to breeding pansies…well, you get the idea. You can probably never know everything about even one thing, which is as it should be. Great photos, Fern!
Thanks, Hilary. What I love is when you learn about an occupation whose existence never occurred to you – for instance, ‘quilt appraiser.’ Who knew? And they have to study and pass tests, just like everyone else.
Mrs. H here (formerly Mrs. S, but that’s a long story ….). M & I were lucky enough to accompany the author to this quilt show. I’ve long had a fascination with quilts; I own my grandmother’s first hand pieced quilt top and I’ve collected quilts for many years. What I have not done is make a quilt myself. This has seemed daunting and impossible, a trait belonging to a secret guild of talented women where I have no membership.
Taking a huge leap of faith, I attended Quilt Camp this past summer and plunged right in with the help of my classmates and instructor. What a giving group these quilters are. They love to share their ideas, fabrics and experience. The quilt show was proof positive of this trait.
We saw hundreds of quilts, of all sizes, shapes, colors and levels of expertise. Mostly, they were extraordinary and I felt humbled. For someone with a love of fabric, color and handcrafting, this was heaven on earth. As a neophyte quilter, I have some of the requisites – an enabling husband, a place to work and a fabric stash. The stash is our name for an affliction causing otherwise sane people to acquire perfectly good fabric for the sole purpose of cutting it into small pieces. Another quilter “must” are UFOs — UnFinished Objects and I have my fair share already. Actually, I have precious few Finished Objects, but that is another post.
My friend M is my inspiration and muse, answering all my neophyte questions with a measure of patience that I do not possess. She will be the reason that I succeed. Thank you, M.
Meanwhile, it’s back to the cutting board. I have three projects awaiting their final work and I can dream about next year’s quilt show.
Mrs. H is too modest – I’ve seen her work and she has both an extraordinary eye and a gift for bending fabric to her will. I’m looking forward to seeing your first Big Quilt, Mrs. H.! If it’s anything like your smaller pieces it will be a knockout.
they are all so wonderful and varied!
there’s something to admire in each one, but I think I am in love
with Venus Fly Trap! The Gee’s Bend Quilts are coming to The Frist this year – I can hardly wait!! XO -P
I looked up Gee’s Bend Quilts – they look amazing. There’s one in the web album that’s a bit like that, very abstract. I would happily have taken all the quilts home with me… but then, where to put them??
interesting…but I still like my great grandmother’s quilts best. I still have many, and she had an incredible eye for color and design. They are sewn with tiny almost invisible stitches, and sometimes embroidered here and there….
The old quilts are so soft and cozy. I worked once on a group quilt and found that it is very difficult and picky work (the needle wants to wander between the top and bottom of the piece) – I can see why people have gone to machine stitching. But I still think the hand-done ones have much more character (as in most things, I guess).
I think the chicken quilt is rather special.
Lindy Lou, I LOVED the chicken quilt… but then I love all things chicken, and think maybe you do too?
How did you guess. 🙂
I’m psychic? Or as Paul Newman famously said in Harper, “[I] must be physic.” One of my favorite lines of all times – actually what he said was, “you must be physic.”
Ah! Buona Pasqua.
Thank you, Lindy Lou – hope yours was lovely too.