No pictures today. Just a nice story and your imagination…
I realised last week that I am yet to tell the story of the name of this quilt so here goes. Unlike a number of other BAWARAO quilts, mine IS named after the joke. And here’s why…
To appreciate this, you have to imagine me as a young kid of five or six, standing at the dining table in my grandparents house talking to my grandfather who though a quiet man loved jokes and card tricks. It’s summer time in Australia, and the sun and heat is beating through the small window illuminating the room yet leaving the corners in shadow…
Bert: Grandad, what’s black and white and red all over?
Grandad: A newspaper.
Bert: No! It’s a sunburnt penguin. (All laugh).
It seems kind of lame now, but things look different from a kid’s perspective. I thought it was hilarious. I don’t know how many times we had this discussion but I suspect it was more often than the adults involved cared for. There’s something funny about how kids can enjoy the same joke over and over and never seem to tire of it.
So that’s why when I found these fabrics, I couldn’t resist calling the quilt BAWARAO before I’d even decided what to do with it. A tribute to Grandad and his sense of humour.
It’s curious how often people and memories and personalities get woven into quilts. What’s the story that goes with what you are making?
PS: Serendipity this week too. I’d decided to write this post and happened across other BAWARAO quilts in progress so I’ll tell you about those when I tell you how this one went from a pile of fabric to a pieced, loud, quilt.