Quilt No. 107
August 2015
Frogs. They keep showing up in my quilts. It’s not so much that I love frogs. It’s pictures
of frogs that I love. I have frog
calendars, and frog stationary, and more than one Kermit the Frog hanging
around the house. I have a frog cookie
cutter, frog salt and pepper shakers, and a plastic frog next to the kitchen
sink that dispenses soap. With the
exception of the dispenser, I did not buy any of these froggly items. People see frog stuff and they immediately think
of me. It’s pretty humbling.
I do admit that I have
allowed the inspiration of frogs to guide my purchases more than a few times
– and all of those purchases were fabric.
So, whenever I can, I like to add a frog or two into my quilts. Sadly, this does not happen nearly as often
as I’d like. So my collection of frog
fabric is growing in leaps and bounds.
In Lost on the Ocean, a particularly exotic frog is sailing on his
lily pad. The sun is blasting down on
him. The ocean is swirling. A mildly frantic concern is starting to nudge
at his consciousness. The heat penetrates
his skull and unleashes a psychedelic vista.
He begins to long for the comforts of home...or maybe even just a bit of sunscreen...
