It's usually pretty safe to say we all have our own style. I can walk into a fabric store and know immediately whether Friend Marilyn will have a good time in there. We have colors, styles and time periods we gravitate to. Some of us like Kaffe Fasset and some of us like Civil War reproductions. And that's why there are so many different fabrics to choose from and why no two quilts, unless made from a kit, will look alike.
Meet Friend Barb. Yesterday Friends Marilyn and Jan and I spent our monthly quilty day with Barb and Friend Sally. They've occasionally come here on our quilty day and Barb invited us to her house yesterday.
Barb is an artist. Well, all quilters are, I suppose, but Barb doesn't just use fabric as her medium. She paints, too. She has what I call "the eye." Some people can just see the final product and know how to get there. My son-in-law has the eye, so does grand-daughter, Elizabeth.
I don't think I could ever go into a quilt shop and wonder whether Barb would be happy there. I know she would. In any of them. But I could never, ever guess what she's up to next.