First, I must explain my obsession with Butterflies. In some ways, it's entirely cliche, like all the women with butterfly tattoos. But for me and my family, butterflies represent a symbol of the beautiful rebirth and Resurrection of a loved one. My Dad Steve, died in December 2005 of Melanoma. For More information about Melanoma screening, go here. Whenever we see a butterfly, we think of my Dad. I think he would smile to be remembered in such an ethereal way.I started this quilt, with the help and guidance of Jess as a kind of outlet for emotions. Almost like a journal you come back to when you need to release some emotions, creative arts can be a way to express yourself. Creating a
quilt as a way to mourn a loved one may seem strange, but imagine wrapping a quilt around you, sewn with a year's worth of love and memories and changes. The finished product, like a flag of battles one and lost in the war you fight with yourself, loving and living with the ghost of someone lost.Specific detail on how to make this quilt, our process and modifications from the original pattern are to follow in another post, but here's a little Craft Porn, as we call it, Cousin to Food porn, something any blogger might be familiar with. Enjoy!
