This is part of a piece I started working on in order to have something to do over Christmas. I found the patchwork, including some quite nice applique, that I did years and years and years ago with a pack of reproduction vintage fabrics that my mother gave me. I was amazed when I pulled the bag out, firstly because the work had been in there for so long that the plastic had started to biodegrade and the handles came off in my hand, and second because there was so much piecing already done.
I can also use the contents of the bag to trace how my patchwork has developed. The main pieces were large and fairly accurate (for me) very traditionally put together, but as my tastes changed I started to like the really wonky piecing you get with very utilitarian quilts. I suppose this is reverse snobbery: you can admire the charmingly naive when you have double glazing and central heating. But there is something very energetic about quilting which fits where it touches, as my grandmother used to say. And I did a brilliant workshop some years ago with Gwen Marston who talks about liberated quilting. No templates. Just get on with it and make a bit to fit. Apropos of nothing, one of the proudest moments of my life was when I showed a couple of my pieces at the show and tell at the workshop, and she came up to me quietly later and said, ‘Ann, you are a real artist.’ Could have died and gone to heaven.
So, two thirds of my latest piece will be wonky patchwork. This sample shows the deliberately wonky quilting which I will bung in the washing machine to shrink to make it look antique. I am currently working on the applique panel which is the whole point of the piece.
This is the applique with its attendant narrative that I am working on. More on this as work progresses.