The life and quilty adventures of a dutch girl in The Hague with a black and white featherweight.
zondag 15 juli 2012
Mourning fabrics from Spakenburg
The problem is, when you go to a Quiltshow there are always fabrics you need. The quiltshow in Bunschoten-Spakenburg was very inspiring. So with some fabric I bought there, and fabrics that were already in my possesion I started a nine-patch quilt with muslin and the purple mourning fabrics. All the colours got their own meaning. Black: was for the widow and children. Very dark purple: brothers and sisters, or three months mourning. Light purple: not so close related, or after the first year etc. The man in the museum told me once that when you was the youngest of the family (and 8-10 kids weren't an exception), you probably would wear most of your life mourning colours. Doesn't that sound depressing.