A Quilt, A Portal…

I hooked the ring over the nail on my studio wall and stood in front of my quilt for the first time.  I work on my quilts on the floor, so when I hang them on the wall and look at them that way, it’s always a surprise.

I took a step backwards, then another and another, until I bumped into my computer desk at the other end of my studio.  I felt like I couldn’t get enough distance to be able to take in the whole quilt.

I wanted you all to be able to see the quilt the way I do.  From that distance, surrounded by the stuff of my studio.

It feels like a threshold to me.  There are many windows in the quilt.   Or, as Renate wrote in my comments… A portal surrounded by safety, snuggled up by the gorgeous pinks, reds, and yellows.  I like that.


5 thoughts on “A Quilt, A Portal…

  1. So you have a portal of the quilt hanging on the wall and
    the dogs are hanging out in your entrance way which is a
    portal to your studio…

  2. “To Wonderland”

    as it reminds me of portals and then the rabbit hole

    And in much the same way “To Narnia”

  3. This is lovely, and I can imagine standing in the doorway of your studio staring into that portal until it starts to beckon . . .

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