The snow is swirling and curling around outside our apartment windows. Chicago is being blanketed by the beautiful white stuff and I’m feeling incredibly cozy and happy. The mountain of work on my plate is looking at me with a cocked eyebrow. It knows that my reverie won’t last long. It can’t.
We’re shooting the first “season” of Quilty a week from today.
This is huge news! Here’s the Quilty mission statment:
“Quilty is a weekly quilting show offered online that seeks
to inform and inspire the next generation of quilters. Hosted by Mary Fons,
daughter of well-known and widely respected quilt educator and author Marianne
Fons, Quilty delivers great quilting instruction with humor, zest, and respect
for the art of quilting.
of today’s newer quilters come to the craft with little to no knowledge of
quilting basics; the home economics classes our mothers took were replaced by
computer classes when we were in school. Therefore, Quilty will teach
rudimentary quilting skills in addition to more advanced techniques, in hopes
that after seeing just one episode, every viewer will be excited to make a
quilt of her own. Quilty passionately supports independently owned local quilt shops.
style, class, and a sense of humor, Quilty aims to ignite new passion for the
As dates for the first episodes are released, you’ll be the first to know. Well, I think you will be. Things are happening so fast, I think I’m probably going to be learning stuff right along with you. But I do know that the first episodes will begin in January, which is really just a few weeks away. I am passionate about Quilty and believe that it’s a needed, valuable commodity. If you’re reading this, you’re already likely a pretty good quilter. But think of the future of the industry. Who will quilt when we’re not around? We have to connect with the next generation of quilters where they are, at their level.
Hint: They are at the computer. And they are at Level One. Maybe Level Zero.
Here’s a photo from the pilot shoot we did a few months ago. I look professional, no? Really, I’m just caught mid-sentence, looking out the window. Maybe I was looking at the mountain of work and feeling optimistic.