Bonnie Hunter is talking about first quilts over on her blog. I made my first quilt when I lived in Australia in the early 90’s. I didn’t know a lot of people since I was there working mostly with men. I decided that I wanted to learn to quilt. I went to the local patchwork shop and signed up for a series of beginner classes. Unfortunately, I didn’t realize that the teacher was the worst teacher in the history of quilting. There was only one way of doing things – her way or else. She wouldn’t allow you to choose your own fabrics since of course, she knew best. At least that was her story.
We made 12 inch blocks by hand. Here are a few of them.
There is only one thing you can say about these blocks – they are ugly! I didn’t like them at the time and I don’t like them now. I think we were supposed to make 12 blocks but I only lasted through 7 of them. I still have some of them. I don’t know why I don’t just throw them away. I will never make more of them or use them for anything. I have a plastic box with the rest of the fabric still in it. I need to go upstairs and get rid all of it.
After this miserable experience, I was still interested in learning to quilt so I went to another patchwork shop and found wonderful quilters and teachers. Here is the first quilt that I actually finished.
The photo is of the quilt folded up at my son’s house in Sweden. It is wearing out but has been used and used and loved. It was a quilt as you go log cabin and I made it in red and blue – can you tell I was somewhat homesick at the time I made it?
After this great experience, I can’t even imagine how many quilts I have made and how much difference it has made in my life. I teach quilting, I work in a quilt shop, I have a longarm quilting business and most of my friends are quilters. I belong to three guilds and spend part of every day playing with fabric – what a great life.
To see more stories of first quilts, go to Bonnie’s blog here.