Thursday, August 30, 2007
So we got lost! Sew what!
Jane, Binky and I headed out for the Nashville quilt show Thursday morning.
We’d planned to leave fairly early, but circumstances got in the way and it was almost 8 a.m. when I dropped something off at the newspaper office and we finally headed out.
Apparently all my car heard was “quilt show.” We would never have found ourselves in Milan, Tenn., which is north of Jackson, Tenn., otherwise.
Milan is the jumping-off place for Hwy. 45 E, which takes us up to Union City and on to the Kentucky state line and Paducah -- quilt city of the world!
You know, it’s pretty hard to get from Milan to Nashville.
We got onto Hwy. 70 and hours and hours and hours later, ended up on Briley Parkway in Nashville. Supposedly where our hotel was.
Apparently, there are two exits for Briley Parkway on I-40. One “right” one; one “wrong” one. Can you guess which one we got off on?
We called Tina at the Alexis Inn three times, before she was able to direct us to the hotel. I’m blaming it on exhaustion and heat prostration -- my car said it was between 104° and 107° the entire day.
Of course, my car wanted to go to Paducah, so I’m not sure it could be trusted...
We checked in and headed to the Opryland Convention Center, where the American Quilt Society show was being held. After cruising the vendor aisles a bit, we took the very patient Binkster out to eat at The Aquarium. We all love to eat there, but it’s kinda weird -- eating fish while watching fish swim right next to the table.
We got lost going back to the hotel and ended up on I-65. Don’t ask how, because we don’t know!
The quilt show itself was spectacular. It’s not quite as big and “showy” as the Paducah show, but it’s really wonderful.
I think my favorite quilt this year was a really, really “ugly” one. It’s called “The Dark Angel Fights for the Salvation of the World” (that’s pretty close anyway).
The “dark angel” is a very frightening figure on the quilt and the quilt itself is extremely disturbing. Dark and forbidding with images of the “dark angel” scattered around the border.
I have no idea whatsoever why that particular quilt spoke so strongly to me, but it did -- and still is. I have looked at the picture many, many times since returning home.
Binky discovered “English paper piecing” while there and spent all day and night stitching little pieces of paper to little pieces of fabric.
I had to buy her scrap fabric to cut up (she certainly wasn’t getting mine!).
And no, we didn’t get lost on the way home. Why would you think that?
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