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Jonna, sadly both of those links you found for me show the same booklet that I already own.
The title of the booklet says "Gypsy Wife" but the artwork shows the design of "Wayfarer's Wife" the redesigned pattern. For some reason the Australian designer is selling the booklet under two different titles ...
Thank you, Ellen!
That is a very valuable comment and I certainly will remember that gem!
My brain has been whirring over the idea that the author changed the name of her book and the design as well. Then there's the fact that I cannot seem to locate the original title and design ...
Just annoys the dickens out of me.
When I was a youngster growing up and my dad's company transferred him with every little promotion my parents explained the whole idea of us packing up the household goods and moving as a good thing. They tried to make me feel cheerful about leaving my school and my friends behind as we loaded things in the car and the moving truck as a new adventure; they sometimes joked about us being Kresge gypsies as we moved on to a new apartment in the next city.
Would you believe that I held my goldfish Knuckles O'Toole in a half-empty tall goldfish bowl in my lap from Cincinnati then to Lexington and then to Buffalo and one more time to Rochester telling him that we were going on a big adventure each time? (That goldfish was named for my mother's favorite honky-tonk piano player and the fish eventually died of old age.)
So to my mind being a gypsy was someone who lived an adventurous life, moving hither and yon, goldfish and all. When did the concept of gypsy being culturally insensitive rear its ugly head? Guess it is a 21st century thing.
Anyhow, I think I am going to make my version of the Gypsy Wife quilt into something I will call The Kresge Kid Life.
I can create quilt blocks for Indiana, Ohio, Michigan, Kentucky and New York .... and perhaps some farm ideas (Barn Door) and city ideas and occupations .... heaven knows what other crazy ideas will pop into this goofy mind of mine.
After reading some of the Amazon reviews of Jen's book I am wondering what I let myself in for.
It is a good thing I am not a novice quilter.
ooh...sounds like a grand adventure to me! can't wait to see what pops into your noggin...
Thank you for the nod of encouragement, Suze.
I figure that this is my chance to go free-wheeling and make an autobiographical kind of quilt that will make sense to me and my DD.
Guess I could make a huge label for the back but maybe not ...
I have Barbara Brackman's book (Encyclopedia of Pieced Quilt Patterns) and there's Marcia's Quilter's Cache for sources of blocks; my noggin is already percolating as I finish off a quilt I found while excavating my closet yesterday. This is the quilt I started for my first great-grandchild which might be umpteen years in the future. I am stitching on that in fits and starts so I do not damage my shoulders.
I'm sure my son will turn pale if I mention the idea of him becoming a grandfather someday.
Sounds like you have figured out a new project to keep you our of trouble. I love the quilt you are making for your future great grandchild.
Thanks for your comments, Ami.
My mind is really buzzing with hopeful ideas over the "Kresge Kid" quilt project ... I'm more excited over this than any quilt I've made in a long time.
Quilt making had become pretty tedious for years, just not very creative.
and...of course you must have a goldfish block for Knuckles O'Toole...
I remember you making that circles quilt. Thought you had quilted it though!!
Oh, wow! That is quite some quilt you have chosen to work on. Looks a bit too intimidatingly for me and it should keep you busy for a while. Strange how the book titles have changed. I would never have even thought of using the term gypsy as politically incorrect. My grandparents grew up in Czechoslovakia and were terrified of the gyspsies because they supposedly would kidnap children. They held on to that fear when they moved here. During my hippy days, I would not be allowed to visit them with my big hoop earrings and bandana . Have fun with this quit. We will enjoy watching the progress.