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Mr Pussy takes a nap

October 13, 2009
by the gentle author

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The time has come to put the quilt on the bed until Spring. I made this quilt from thirty tapestries that I bought secondhand and sewed together. So much work goes into stitching tapestries, but then no-one knows what to do with the completed ones and they end up in car boot sales, markets and charity shops. My plan was to make a quilt of unloved tapestries.

At first, I collected all I could find and I liked the idea of sewing together these tapestries that were often ugly and creating something beautiful from them. But then I found some special ones that were far from ugly and decided only to use the nicest. At this point, I discovered there were hundreds listed on ebay and soon I had tapestries turning up in the mail from all over the globe.

There is another side to this too, because I chose to make the quilt in memory of my mother. A warm and colourful quilt that would stay with me always and evoke memories of her tucking me up in bed when I was a child, this was very attractive to me. Now I wanted to collect the images that she loved, birds, boats, flowers, paintings and landscapes.

Eventually, my house was piled with tapestries, far more than necessary for the quilt and I spent months shuffling them around on the floor to create the ideal arrangement before I sewed them together. Then I attached a lining of the softest lemon yellow velvet and the quilt was complete a year after my mother died. Now, every Autumn, I bring it out at this time and I love the feeling of lying beneath it and surveying its rich colours, both as I lay my head down each night and every morning when I wake too.

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8 Responses leave one →
  1. October 13, 2009

    How fabulous. I can see a new cottage industry arising out of this

  2. October 16, 2009

    Love this. Really beautiful work!

  3. January 30, 2010

    I have long assumed that you were a man; but this – and your comment today about rings on your dressing table (in Mr Pussy) gives me pause. It’s of no consquence, of course, but the way in which you sally forth around Spitalfields and talk to everyone seemed more consonant with a man’s life. But I imagine you’ll continue to keep your gentle readers guessing….

  4. Anonymous permalink
    February 6, 2010

    This is a beautiful quilt.

  5. Concledoc permalink
    February 7, 2010

    How incredibly sexist you are, Wolfiewolf! I’m simply astounded by your comment. “Sallying forth and talking to everyone” has got very little to do with what’s in one’s pants. Were you born in the 17th century, per chance?

  6. big pussy permalink
    February 3, 2013

    language is about mind set, the would be aspiring intellectual loves words like sally forth and bollox like that. thats why i love mr pussy, hes what he is, should have his own tv show, would be brilliant just him doing stuff for half an hour

  7. gary permalink
    August 23, 2013

    great great blog

  8. David Buckman permalink
    October 20, 2013

    Delightful!

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