So... my suitcase is back.
You have no idea how relieved I am because it was full of my favourite clothes and for a while I was told it was lost... yup... lost, vanished, gone, disappeared, nobody knew where it was... scary I tell you.
I cried. Which made me feel double upset, first because my stuff was lost and second because seriously... crying over clothes it's not exactly... edifying or morally outstanding behaviour.
Anyway, it was in the end found labeless in the lost property depo at Charles de Gaulle and shipped to me ten days later.
And now I have downloaded all the photos taken at the Festival of Quilts and can bore you to death!
Actually, you'll be greatly relieved to know that I didn't take many photos, just what caught my eye... and as usual I'm hopeless at noting down names so if you spot something you know, or some inaccuracies please let me know, I'll be grateful not offended!
I walked the floor with Ali and in all honesty we were rather busy putting the world to right...
Here goesa smidgen of traditional quilts:
and a more modern take...
(Helen Howes, "homeless")
and some more abstract...
(Cherry Vermon-Harcourt, "Coastal Study 1")
(Judith Mundwiler, "tea time in the morning mist")
and some more figurative ones too
(Hilary Beattie, "Identity")
(Louise Baldwin, "Glance")
(Mary Pal, "Homeless love")
carrots, mustn't forget carrots!