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Once my niece had this quilt top pieced it was slightly disproportional, so I offered to help her out. I took the quilt top back to my house and with a seam ripper in hand, I went to work taking out blocks from the bottom and sewing them to each side. I also fixed a few seams. After this was completed she was more than happy to get this quilt basted.
Of course she had to learn what a quilt sandwich was. When I told her we were going to make a sandwich she simply stated that she wasn't hungry. I told her to always stay hungry; that is how you reach your goals. In any event, the picture below is her first pin basting lesson. I know it meant so much to her for me to help her in this process but what I got out of it was more than I could rhetorically convey. It is an emotion like no other when you can pass a craft to another. A craft that is centuries old and at one time, more utilitarian than decorative. I do say that the first time I stepped back and looked at the first quilt I made, I was in awe and humbled. This time, to teach someone and pass the secrets and techniques was beyond inspirational. I hope I could do this again with others because there is nothing more rewarding then teaching and spending quality time with another human being.
Myself - Lisa and my niece - Genna 5/1/2016