“In our life there is a single color, as on an artist’s palette, which provides the meaning of life and art. It is the color of love.” ~Marc Chagall
I treasure time with my goddaughter Charlotte. Today was especially memorable. You see I first held a sewing needle in my hand at age four. I learned to sew with my babysitter. Charlotte just turned five. I’ve sewn many things for Charlotte, but today was the first time Charlotte and I sewed together.
Charlotte and I made a small quilt together. It is for her most prized possession, her stuffed toy dog, Stinky. Charlotte designed the quilt herself. She colored beach scenes on muslin patches with oil pastels. She selected bright cheery fabrics in purples, pinks, and blue. I sewed the patches together while she handled the pins for me. From drawing the design to every single stitch sewn, quilts are created with love. Charlotte and I performed a labor of love together.
I hope Charlotte and I have many more chances to experiment with the colors of love and fabrics. I look forward to the day I let her operate the machine and teach her to sew by hand. The time with her was priceless. I hope she will remember this day. I know I will.
Spin Cycle: Color