Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Giveaway Item 3--Wrapped in Love

The ABCs of Christmas, Quilt, 21" x 40"


Instead of using popcorn or bubble wrap to protect the items in my box, the idea of wrapping all the goodies in a quilt seems a better use of space. What do you think?

This is a cheater’s cloth quilt, which I quilted and added special Christmas buttons to several blocks. Here are three blocks with buttons:

Joy Star Button

Yellow Star button

Gingerbread Button

There’s also a pinecone in the W Block, a poinsettia in the I Block, and a Santa in the B Block.

You know the routine. If you want to play in my giveaway, leave your name at this post.


REFLECTING . . . SHARING . . .

Writing this post brought many thoughts to mind. The term “cheater’s cloth,” for example. This cheater’s cloth has the illusion of a pieced quilt. Add quilting and embellishments, and from a distance, it could pass for a pieced quilt.

Illusion . . . seen from a distance . . .

THE MAN WHO COULD NOT BE BROKEN

Reminds me of an experience I had at one of our performances. My perceptions were challenged with an illusion seen from a distance.

It was a dinner performance. We were on a platform stage above the audience. I noticed a middle-aged man sitting at a table close to the stage. From our opening number, this man stared at us with a blank look, without emotion. He would politely clap after some numbers, and while a majority of the audience laughed or sang with us, he sat staring and watching, as if he was scrutinizing our every move, looking for misplaced beats, wrong chords and hanging threads.

He became a personal challenge, my show’s mission. I was determined to break him, to draw him into our fantasy world of the ancient chants of Hawaii, of the drums of Tahiti, of the tricks of the poi balls of the Maori . . . but he was unbreakable. He continued to stare emotionless throughout the entire show.

After our final number, it was the custom for us to meet and greet our audience. We exchanged handshakes, hugs, laughter, memories, and after a while, I forgot about my mission and the man who could not be broken.

The meet and greet line disappeared, and we were packing up our equipment and loading up our van. As I exited the stage with bags and instruments, I was startled to see The Man who could not be broken. I nervously greeted him with a “Hello.” He stared. My mind was racing, and I didn’t know if I should call for someone, drop my bags and run or what.

He must have understood my apprehension and extended a friendly hand. I hesitatingly accepted his gesture of friendship and waited in silence. He said, “Thank You.” I automatically said, “You’re welcome.”

In the next few minutes, he proceeded to express his delight with our show. He shared a bit of his life, drawing me further into his world and out of mine. He mentioned that he often traveled to Hawaii with his wife and attended many island shows. He sprinkled compliments between his memories, and concluded with “Your show took me back to the happy times I had with my wife in Hawaii.”

It was then that I realized his emotionless stare had everything to do with his memories of the past's happy times, of his loss, and of missing his wife. It had nothing to do with my suspicious perceptions. The man could not be broken because he was already broken.

A LOOK INTO MY WORLD . . .

These are entries from my journal:

What you see
may not be
re-a-li-ty.

LET MAGIC HAPPEN


What you perceive are
illusions.

It reveals
your fears, your insecurities,
the noise of your inferences and conclusions.

Let magic happen.

What you perceive are
illusions.

It reveals
your dreams, your hopes,
the noise of your imagination and resolutions.

Let magic happen.

When hearts connect,
fears and insecurities fall.

When hearts connect,
dreams and hopes rise.

Let magic happen.

Let magic happen!

13 comments:

Diana Evans said...

oh my goodness Fannie...what an amazing piece...you are so talented!!!!

beautiful work !!!

Hugs
Diana

Beth said...

What a special story. thanks for sharing it!
I love the quilt, btw. Even though its an illusion, its a beautiful one!

Reflections of life and art said...

Fannie...thank you for sharing the story of "The Man Who Could Not Be Broken"...this touched my heart and your words after pierced my heart..."What you see may not be Reality"...how true that is!
What a very wonderful story...Thanks!
Your art is amazing....I too have made cheater quilties!
Hugs,
Noel

Die Butjenterin said...

Hi Fannie,
deine Seite gefällt mir sehr gut und ich besuche sie recht oft.
Mach weiter so.
Liebe Grüße Käte

Scrappy Cat said...

What a moving story Fannie!

Genie said...

Hi Fannie
beautiful work from an amazing artist
Hugs Genie

Sue Cahill said...

I learned long ago not to think I can know about another person just by the first glance. It is truely amazing what the human spirit endures and embraces once you get a person to open up. Thanks for a thought provoking story.

Sue Cahill (sbonetsue at yahoo dot com)

Sherry said...

What a wonderful story Fannie. Thanks for sharing. Great quilt.

Joyfulsister said...

OOh Sis,
What a beautiful qulit and such a touching story.. heartfelt!!!
You never cease to amaze me my friend!!!

Hugz Lorie

WoolenSails said...

That was a wonderful story, thank you for sharing.
The christmas quilt is wonderful. I bought a cat one once, still need to make it into something.

Debbie

SewLindAnn said...

Thank you for sharing the story. It reminded me of a conversation I had with a friend yesterday who told me that everyone's perception is their own reality. Have a good day!!

Sue K said...

I loved your story Fannie. The quilt is just beautiful..just lovely. I don't know if I am suppose to post here again or not, but just had to tell you how much your post meant to me. You have such a wonderful way with words. Have a lovely day!

Fannie said...

Thanks for playing, Friends. Best of wishes to all of you.