Last week I literally got back in the saddle, taking a horseback riding lesson for the first time in 20 years. It was an exhilarating but odd experience: familiar, and yet different from my encounters with horseback riding back in my younger days.
It occurs to me that this very-familiar-yet-strangely-different feeling is similar to the one many art quilters experience when giving a contemporary spin to patchwork quilting. Yes, you're piecing, but not in the traditional way. Yes, you're making blocks, but the blocks look off-kilter. And the fabrics? Hardly blue and brown calicos!
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