What happens in the sewing room while my little sleeps

My desire to quilt took me by storm. Six months pregnant in the middle of winter, I was possessed by the need to quilt. I assembled my supplies and worked two ten-hour days to produce my first, something that would take me six hours now.

As I got larger and larger waiting for my child to be born the desire to sew grew too. Sleepless nights were filled with designs and colour combinations. I knew my free hours would come to end when the baby came, and I worked on sewing as much as my body would allow. When Jack was born I thought I might have to put sewing aside. But I soon discovered the wonderful world of babywearing. I would strap Jack to my back and bounce a little on the exercise ball as I worked at the machine. Jack, soothed by the familiar hum, would fall asleep.

We recently moved to Royston, a small town on the BC coast where I have my own sewing room in the attic. It’s here that I spend most evenings while my little sleeps.

My passion for functional art is a reflection of my early years spent in Ocean Falls, a remote ghost town of 50-100 people on the central coast of BC, accessible only by air or water. Ocean Falls is often referred to as “Home of the Rain People” due to its huge amount of annual rainfall. Surviving those long, dark, rainy winters demanded creativity, colour and warmth, and it’s these elements that I bring to every one of my bonnets and quilts.

I love to work on custom orders, so if you would like different colors or sizes of designs I already have, or have a different design in mind, please ask and we can discuss your project.

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