Permanence is Fleeting
Permanence is Fleeting
Much loved crib quilt
One reason I chose to concentrate on quilting as a means of
creative expression is that, after all the work involved, there is tangible
product to enjoy and share. I haven’t pursued ice sculpture, or sidewalk chalk
painting, or sandcastle building, though I appreciate and admire each of these
art forms, and so many more. I suppose I just like the idea of having solid proof
of my skills, effort, and creativity “for all time.”
This affinity for memorializing creativity, and my own quilting
journey, has inspired me to read a lot on the history of quilting. As with all
art forms, quilting could be mapped out in the form of a family tree, with many
branches and offshoots emanating from the trunk that is the art of quilting.
One influential limb on this tree is the Amish quilt;
admired for its simplicity and the skill level of the Amish quilter. Collectors
of early Amish quilts consider them a textile expression of the modern art
movement. “Art” and “collectors”- these two words should leave you with the
impression that Amish quilts are taken seriously as an art form. So, it gave me
pause when I ran across this quote from an interview with Amish quilter, “Rachel”,
in Eve Wheatcroft Granick’s book, The Amish Quilt (pg 170): “…they were used up…” This was her response when asked what had happened to all her quilts, (a
collector’s modern art piece)!
So many quilt history books I’ve run across include a “care
and preservation” section that I should have seen this coming. But it suddenly
struck me that, even though quilts last longer than an ice sculpture, they also have
a limited lifetime.
This begs the question: “Why bother?” For me the answer is
that life is richer when we are creating and expressing ourselves. The journey itself enriches us. If we’re lucky though, we have
something we want to share with others when the creative process is finished. I
remember a crib quilt given to my daughter as an infant, (pictured above); it went with her
everywhere, an ever-present companion. And now I’ve realize that if someone
loved one of my quilts enough to “use it up” in that way, I would be very pleased
indeed.
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