It all starts in a beautiful island in the Caribbean called Puerto Rico. A little girl was born in 1978 with no idea the turns her life would take. She lived there for 18 wonderful years between sandy beaches, rice and beans and a bright sun that shined all year round.
On one of those snowy winter nights, she had a serious car accident. The diagnosis wasn't good. She suffered a spinal cord injury. She worked hard and recovered from her injuries as best as she could.
The recovery from her injuries wasn't easy. Many times she got depressed thinking of all the things she was able to do before that she couldn't do anymore. But little by little, sewing scraps of fabric together she realized that even though there were things she would never be able to do again, there were a lot of other wonderful, useful and beautiful things she could do. When life gives you scraps, make a quilt. So she did.
Then one day in 2004 she discovered a magical place where art and quilts came together like the Ohio and Tennessee rivers. A place called Paducah, KY.
Four years later, because of health reasons, she had to move closer to family in Maryland. Life happened. Quilting took a back seat. The little girl (she will always be little) got a real job, bought a real house with two real cats and lived the life a real person is supposed to live.
Then a pandemic happened. Suddenly we were all in our houses looking for things to fill the time in our calendars a virus had cleared. Little bits of fabric started to jump out of the closet were they had been hiding for years. The little girl stitched them together and started to remember how wonderful life is when you are creating something out of scraps.
So here she is again piecing together a magical artful life.