Grandma's Wall-hangings

My grandmother passed away in 2010.

I remember going to her house when I was little and seeing one room PACKED solid with fabric and an ironing board.

I remember seeing quilts lying around.

The only time I remember seeing the dining room table was on holidays.

Otherwise it was covered up with something or other.

The problem is I was too young to understand what all of this was.

By the time I could have, my grandma was no longer quilting due to dementia.

When I was in college she moved out of her house and my uncle and dad had a garage sale.

The grand-daughters (she had 5) were able to come first and keep whatever held memories for them.

At the time I grabbed a few things and took off.

To this day, I am not sure why I took what I did.

But I ended up with a rotary cutter, a ruler, quilting thread, a bit of fabric and some other random stuff.

That was in 2005.

My mom & dad bought me my first sewing machine for Christmas one year after I moved out (2005 or 2006).

I had a lot of sewing experience with many simple things (anyone remember scrunchies and beanie baby sleeping bags!??!?!)

In 2009, a few months after getting married, I set up shop in our basement took a local quilting class.

And the rest is history.

I was so obsessed with quilting I goggled it all day long and landed the blogging community.

So I know my quilting is much more modern and different than Grandma's.

She hand quilted almost everything.

She never touched a computer.

I bet she never bought fabric from Wal-mart.

(I only do this in desperate times, I swear).

And I know she was never inspired by flickr, blogger, or google.

This post is filled with some pictures i took at my parent's house this past weekend of my grandma's work.

I have a few large quilts I hope to photograph sometime soon.

One day I hope to make something as exquisite as Grandma's work.

-luv-

KristyLou