A Funny Story Whilst Preparing for the Drawing
While I am waiting for the clock to tick down to our deadline today, I thought I’d share some of the thoughts that have been bouncing around in my head.
At the beginning of this month, I planned to blog about just how much I appreciate all of you and your willingness to make whatever block I choose for you each month. This experience is a stark contrast to what happens in my guild whenever I suggest almost anything–they are a group of wildly diverse and talented quilters, but … they are so entrenched in doing everything the way they have always done it, even as the guild continues to fail financially and in membership numbers. As much as I know some of them like my quilts and my ideas–they continue to walk in lock-step with the quilters at the top of that well-defined social pyramid. Last month I was involved in starting up a Santa Fe Chapter of the Modern Quilt Guild (I am an individual member of MQG) and some of the modern quilters from the established guild came to an organization meeting just to talk me out of it … because they are happy with the way things are or they would like to be involved but are afraid of offending the powers-that-be at the guild.
That is the context of my quilting life in Santa Fe and why I appreciate you all so much. Whatever theme I choose for us–liberated/improv blocks, modern(ish) blocks, small traditional blocks, rectangular blocks, or a happy mix of blocks that may or may not relate to one another at all–you have been willing to try making them … apparently up until I planned to tell you how much I love that you are willing to suspend disbelief and try to see the possibilities in these colors and blocks that I do.
The irony of how I had come to this new realization and appreciation for you all this month and wanted to blog about it … just when my block/color choice clearly missed the mark is not lost on me. Very few blocks were made this month and almost half of them were donated.
It would have felt odd and a bit egocentric, I think, had I posted about how I love that you suspend disbelief, sometimes, and follow along … during a month when few are actually following along 😉 And so, here I am telling you about how the universe (and you) put me in my place with your disinterest.
If my life were not such a struggle right now, I would find the time to work on my sampler so, perhaps, you could see what I see in the possibilities for this year’s blocks.
Perhaps interest will continue to decline and this will be the last for the Block Lotto. Almost 14 years later, it certainly has lasted longer than I ever anticipated.