IT'S HARD in Postcards 4

It’s really hard for me to get started quilting again. I seem to want to nap or read instead of quilting or even drawing. I used to wonder why my very talented mother and grandmother stopped their artwork when they reached their eighties. And they did.

Once mother started taking cruises in her seventies, she did make colorful sketches. They weren’t very good sketches. Grandma did draw a bit but only if she got a commission. Grandma couldn’t afford to buy more pasteles when hers got to be just nubs. She saved them in small glass tubes. Perhaps that’s why I saved my many boxes of those colorful chalk sticks.

The top quilt is one of the first I did for Alex. The bottom is one for George.