I don’t know what my dad’s childhood town smelled like.
My parents met in sunny Los Angeles.
I was born a bit later in Hollywood.
My little brother and sister joined us along the way.
We all lived in Vermont.
I learned to knit and cross stitch.
I made ugly things.
We moved to Phoenix.
We moved back to Vermont, couldn’t resist it.
I knit a lot in high school.
I went to college.
I knit a lot more.
I learned to quilt while living in New York City.
I went to Europe.
I brought some fabric with me.
I hand pieced two quilts in six months.
They are still not quilted.*
*Approximately five years after I pieced them, I quilted my first two quilts.
After school, I moved to Phoenix.
I got a dog, Maybe.
I did the 9-5 grind.
I made many quilts, I even started quilting them.
My brother and sister made fun of me.
I got another dog, Also.
I decided to go back to graduate school.
But I didn’t like anything except quilts.
I moved to Nebraska to study quilts.
Go Big Red!
I detasseled corn.
Road trip: Houston Quilt Market/Festival.
am finishing finished my thesis on the Modern Quilt Guild.
You can read all about it here.
I need a job. Hire me?
I got a job and moved to Cleveland.