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Quilts Past

Today is the end of the world, right? At least according to some religious person from South Africa (there are so many end-times prophecies that I get these confused, sorry if I'm wrong about the source.) Must be the tenth or eleventh time I've gone through the end of the world, and the world kept going. Fingers crossed it's just another bunch of crap being used to bludgeon people with someone else's beliefs.

If you're buying this latest nonsense, consider this: 100% of the end of the world predictions before this one were wrong. There was one religious guy who predicted the end times twelve times and was wrong every single time. Even if this one is right, what can you do about it? Nothing. Live your life, that's the thing that is genuinely going to end someday.

Anyway, since I don't believe everything will cease to exist today, I'm putting together an album of all the quilts I've made since I began taking pictures of my work. I'm not including smaller projects, more like wall-hanging or larger. I'm also not including quilts made by others that I've finished or repaired. This is just my work, and in most cases, my original designs and patterns. You'll also see a few quilts like this one I made from my old t-shirts following instructions from a project book, or variations on quilt patterns like Atkinson Design's Yellow Brick Road, which I've made about twenty times.

Right now I have half of 2017 through 2025 in in the album here but there will gradually be more as I go through my photo archives and upload the pics of quilts past. Assuming the world doesn't end today. I've been quilting for over 30 years now, so there will be a lot more. :)

Added: It's 9/24 and golly, the world didn't end. Again. Not a surprise.

Added: It's 9/25 and nope, the world didn't end yesterday, either. Just in case you were giving it another day like the rest of the bludgeoned. Please stop listening to these doomsayer pinheads.

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