God’s Eye, 1996, 90″ x 90″
Made from vintage 70′s fabrics, velvets, mirrors, and a crocheted afghan for the corners of the quilt, it is hand and machine pieced, entirely hand-quilted and embroidered.
The patchwork pattern evokes the yarn woven God’s Eyes that I made as a kid at vacation bible school.
This quilt tells the story… of Ezekiel’s sparkling wheels of eyes… of my childhood memories of being taunted, awkward, and painfully self-conscious… of Ojo de Dios, the Huichol Indians’ talisman for the protection of children…
The head of each pin at the center of the quilt is a dance floor for a thousand angels!
God’s Eye is my entry to the bi-annual Bloggers’ Quilt Festival. Hundred’s of entries. Lot’s of quilt joy. So check it out!
Wow, that is amazing! I love the radiating circles, and all the mirrors! Thank you for sharing it with us.
Love the quilt – a time machine to the 70s.
goodness, you are a genius. i love all the textures and colors and how everything works so well together.
Greetings from Hungary. I really like your quilt. Beautiful colors, and stitching. I love the asymmetrical patterns.
This is stupendous! A real work of art – and with meaning.
Wow! I like the variety of materials in here. thanks for sharing this.
Fabulous! Absolutely stunning! Wish I could see it live!
Wow! That is stunning!
It’s amazing. The amount of love and attention that went into this is staggering.
Wow! I can’t imagine the work that went into this amazing quilt. It’s a beautiful array of fabrics and threads and yarns! I love looking at it.
What a coincidence! My cousin and I were talking last weekend about our grandmother’s history of crafting and creating. She was a wonderful quilter (and belonged to the same quilting circle for over 70 years!), a seamstress, took ceramics classes in her 70′s, crocheted, and did who-knows-what-else. My cousin grew up near her and had more memories of Grandma, and mentioned that circa 1990 she had crocheted God’s Eye patterns and displayed them on gold circles. I was delighted to hear that, because I have one of those that had belonged to my mom. I didn’t know its provenance and many times had thought about sending it to the Goodwill. Now I’m glad my pack-rat instincts kicked in to preserve another piece of Grandma’s handiwork.