My craft

My craft:
My craft is just that..a craft.
Not the frilly nilly things that people do for fun.
I have spend years (30) working on it
Perfecting it
Spending many monies on it
Just like a welder, electrician, or mechanic spends money of tools
Machines, fabric, needles are my tools.
They are not cheap.
I love what I do
Just as I loved being a truck driver- yes a truck driving quilter.  :)

Free:
Some people think because I stay at home
And sew
The fruits of my labor should be free.
This used to be so
In my narcissistic mind
I thought I would be immortal
Thru my quilts
Kinda like da Vinci or Michangelo
Yes I know
But I'm not free anymore.


Free Quilts:
Free quilts have gone to people who were close to me
At the time.
Why at the time?
Because after I gave them a quilt
The relationship usually ended
My giver got sick of one sidedness.
And I don't mean me giving them a quilt.
I realized that I was the one who always gave.
Gave quilts yes
Gave time yes
Gave anything that was asked of me.
But in the end, I always ended up being
That person who only got called
When someone wanted something
For nothing.
I hate that person I have become
I loved being generous
But I learned that
People take your generousity
As a sign of weakness
And when you stop giving
They move on.
You lost your usefulness to them.

So the last quilt that was given to my mom's best friend
I gave it freely
and I feel it was taken with a good heart.
I feel NO ILL WILL whatsoever
About it.
I love the person I gave it to
and know she will cherish it.
I have given many of my quilts
to many people
Who I'm sure have no idea how much
That particular quilt meant to me
Nor how much work went into it.
Some still use them
Some I've never seen again
Some I wished I never seen again
Some of those same people
Exited my life for whatever reason
But I feel comfort (in my narcissistic way)
knowing
When they pick up that quilt to cover their cold ass,
They will see the label on the back
That lets them know
How I felt about them at the moment
I turned over that baby into their care.

The quilt featured in this blog was ordered by a lady
Who obviously had no idea how much I valued my work.
She asked for  3 baseball quilts for her children for Christmas less than 2 months away.
When I told her the price, she said she couldn't do that.
No problem.

The picture does it no justice.

It's For Sale  $100