Tula Pink

SO it’s that time again. It seems like only yesterday…International Quilt Market is in a few weeks which means little hotel shampoos,  the rekindling of bi-annual friendships, tons of fabric envy and some petty theft in the form of mini soaps and plastic shower caps (I love those things). I have been sewing like crazy and I’m pretty excited about my quilt for the Moda booth. My quilter friend, Angela, is going to do some really amazing stuff with it. She’s a genius, an artist, a genius-artist. I am told there will be some artsy stuff going on in there. I let her do what ever she wants because she always comes up with something I never would have considered. I guess that’s why she is the quilter and I’m not.

The first quilt I make with a new line of fabric is always my favorite. The quilt becomes the physical memory of first working the collection. It’s like falling in love, everything seems crucial and dire. I remember every moment, every stitch. When my seams don’t line up it hurts my heart. It’s like getting to “know” the fabric, I discover new combinations that I didn’t see before. If the quilt would bring me flowers and change the oil in my car it would be like the best boyfriend ever. I mean, it does like to cuddle.

This is some of the best random cinder block wall painting I have ever seen. I didn’t do it. I have an idea who did but I’m not sure enough about it to say here. I saw it in Raleigh, NC on the side of a gallery.

It’s actually just a placeholder image so I can tell you about the very amusing and delightfully insightful interview of one Miss Tula Pink on True Up. You can learn all kinds of stuff about me if you are so inclined.

The interview was done by Mary Beth, she has a great blog called Supafine. I think I have a crafty crush on her. She works with stretchy material which I am deathly afraid of and so has earned my highest level of respect. Check it out.