It was all I hoped it would be and MORE! So many visual delights, so much creative energy. It was overwhelming.
We did great! And by we, I mean Ms Ficklesticks and my most able assistant Ms Freep. We did a most excellent job of spreading the gospel of Ficklesticks. We sold boxes of books, kaboodles of supplies and armloads of bracelets, necklaces and pins. Magazines want articles written, guilds and shops want Ficklesticks shows and workshops. Perhaps there will even be a spot for me on The Quilt Show in the not-too-distant future!
Kaffe Fassett visited and proclaimed Ms Ficklesticks a kindred spirit. Bits of his fantastic fabrics are recognizable in my work, as small as they are! It is difficult for me to take full advantage of his really luscious and magnificent larger flowers and such, due to the teenyness of ficklesticks, but I do incorporate his smaller prints and especially his unexpectedly-hued polka dots, using them to beautiful effect, I think. One of these days I will make another quilt, and use some of those larger blooms, making it an all day every day Kaffe Fassett quilt.
Liza Prior Lucy (his quilt maker) bought one of my most fabulous necklaces. I love it when my babies go to good homes!
Jewelry and books have by now reached South America, Australia, Europe and Japan. Missionaries are spreading the gospel!
We created (on the spot and between customers), a "Where's the Pumpkin Toss" tiara for an annual tiara competition, a prize-winning quilter wore it and took home an honorable mention!
The quilts were amazing, of course! I was surprised to see even a small Burning Man wall quilt. Five or six years ago, I actually brought a quilt to Burning Man in a frame and quilted it by hand under our shade structure in the heat of the day when most Burners are lolling about like fat lizards. A marshall from the Bureau of Land Management patrolling our "street", ( looking no doubt for illicit drug use or sex in public) squealed on her brakes and jumped out of her 4 wheel drive vehicle to take a gander at my quilt, proclaiming "why, now THAT is something I never thought I would see at Burning Man!" A much more common sight indeed would be a scantily clad, dust-covered, fire-twirling, cool neon wrappped twenty-something, navigating in near total darkness on a unicycle between the thunderdome and center camp. Visit burningman.com to see exactly what I mean.
I am officially moved back to Little Rock. Mr. Cakes, my new husband, is very patient with me and my messes. I am getting anxious to get my workspace set up in our new (remodeled older) home which should be ready in about 3 weeks.
Off to Alabama later this week, and Front Porch Quilts in Ozark AL, and my parents in Dothan.
There were a passel of political quilts that I loved, some gorgeous abstracts, and
I taught two bracelet workshops at the back of the quilt hall
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