“Quilting is my therapy.”
“Fabric is less expensive than a psychologist.” (Yeah, right!)
“Fondling fabric makes me feel good” (Okay, maybe that last one is just me).
We have heard these phrases repeated again and again–because they’re true!
There is a certain something about sitting down with fabric and thread and knowing that what you are creating will be helpful to everyone along the way.
For the maker, we get that therapeutic relief. For the recipient, a treasured gift, a feeling that they are loved and deserving of the time and effort.
But what about the quilt?
Does the fabric sit on your shelf saying “Pick me! Pick me!”?
When you choose to sew two pieces together, are they happy to have made a new friend?
When quilt blocks are up on the design wall, are they preening for their friends?
When a quilt top is waiting–sometimes, a very long time–to be quilted, does it need therapy to get over a feeling of incompleteness?
And when it is finally done, quilted, and bound; dragged along the floor by a toddler; warming someone on a chilly eve; hanging in a show with a ribbon (now THAT is preening), I would bet that the quilt feels just as great as we do. They are handed down from generation to generation, taking a little bit of the maker’s spirit with them along the way.
“With great power comes great responsibility.”
(Yes, I realize that is a quote from Spiderman, but it “seamed” fitting.)
What do you think? The tongue-in-cheek quilt commentary aside, what feelings does creating with your hands–be it a quilt, a toy, a placement or a hat–bring up in you?
We would love to know, so please feel free to leave a comment on today’s post. The answers will be used in a continuing series on the emotions of quilts and those who make them….