I rarely invite people into my studio space. It is sacred and I work here. It is seldom tidy as you have seen. This day my friend Sidney asked if she could bring women from a local museum to see my work and offer opinions. So I cleaned and cleared. I stacked quilts on my work table to do show and tell. After they left and maybe not five minutes later Sidney called and was talking a mile a minute with all the lovely things the ladies said on the way back to her house. It made me feel very good.
It was also the day I realized that eight of my major Art-Quilts — 8 of 13 — almost of year’s worth of work were missing. I had them rolled on upholstery tubes on top of an industrial shelf unit with a sheet over the top to keep the dust off. Some time back the sheet was pulled down. I thought Riley had done it when he hopped down, as he liked to sleep up there. No — they really were gone.