Mosiac Quilt...Reflection

Colors...

I don't know about you, but my favorite color schemes seem to change almost as much as the direction of the wind.

Long was I a huge fan of the primitive look.   Brights came along, but they just did not appeal to me, at the time. So many of my early quilts have that old, more drab  or lets say primitive look to them.

While cleaning up my quilt stash the other day, I ran across this one.

 

Mosiac Quilt

I have to smile, when I can relate quilts to a time in my life...

I know exactly what happened when this was made. 

I went to work one day, and the airline I worked for, had ceased operations the night before. They closed their doors forever.  It came out of the blue, not even a hint. My co-workers were like family to me, and we were all in a state of shock.

Suddenly having all this time on my hands, and dealing with the feelings of loosing my family,  I chose to bury myself in making a quilt.

Still pretty new to this whole world, I found that I had taken on way more than I realized at the time.

I laugh at the stripes that don't all go the same direction, or the crazy color combinations that I put together....oh who knew?  :-)

But it was the challenge my mind needed then.

 I was listening to the 60's on 6, on Sirius radio recently. They had an interview with the

 Dave Clark 5.  A comment they made has really stood out in my mind...

 "Imperfection is what lead to perfection"

Hummmm....

It was one of those sobering comments that really,  just about says it all doesn't it?

So applicable to so many parts of our life.

It sure doesn't mean that there is anything about this quilt, that is perfection. But I think it gives us all reason to rethink some of the things we do, and not be so darn hard on ourselves. 

When it comes to quilting, most never see our imperfections, and if it's really big...well it's all quite possible, it will be the next big quilting craze.

LOL!

This bed doesn't seem to complain about the ugly quilt on it.

Lets be kinder to ourselves. 

It's quite likely that the only one who sees imperfection, is ourselves!

 This encompasses all parts of our lives don't you think?

 ;-)