Quilt Show!

Well, shoot. I just wrote nearly everything I wanted to say about today's show, and then there was a "glitch" in my wi-fi hot spot and it all disappeared. That will teach me to save my work. So, as I was saying . . .

Today's post will be picture heavy, although leave it to Ms. Verbosity to write plenty of words to go along with it.

I just want to start off by saying that my trip has been nothing short of marvelous so far. I'm having the time of my life. The quilt show was wonderful today. As with any quilt show, some of the quilts were unbelievably spectacular. Others, less so, but all well worth seeing.

With that preface, I feel I must say just one word about the organization of the quilt show . . . and I'll get to my one word description after I write a whole lot of other words, verbosity being what it is. Approximately every other attendee at the show would agree with me in this one word description. I know because we had a group rant about it. Virtually every person I spoke with (and there were many) felt the same way about it.

A lot of thoughts ran through my head today as I considered how to desribe the organization of the show without getting off on too much of a personal rant. I considered alotting myself ten words or less, most of them being words ending in "tion". But then something even more astonishingly egregious would happen, and I would need to increase my word alotment once again just to capture it in its perfect essence.

So with that said, I'll share with you the one perfect word I came up with, credit to my husband, Mike, for teaching me this word among words to describe things like the organization of today's quilt show: "Clusterf*ck".

Enough said. Enough except to say that the clusterf*ckishness of the show has been so entirely perfectly bad, that it has been an amusement in an of itself. Fortunately, I am in good humor, and so I am amused. Otherwise, I would be hounding someone's backside from Galway to Dublin (which is quite some distance, I'll tell you). And that person would not be in good humor. But they would definitely know my name.

Okay, enough of my personal rant and on with the pictures of the quilts. I only took pictures of 98.4% of the quilts. As for the others, well, someone must have been standing in front of them, or maybe I blinked or something. Some of them had stunning details, and so I'm saving them for when I get home and I'm able to offer up some explanatory narrative.

For now I'm posting a number of my favorites . . . the ones that require little or no explanation. I do have a few notes to make, however. (You'd be disappointed if I didn't, wouldn't you?) So here are just a few editorial comments.

The large courtyard and entrance is the building where my quilt was on display. The show was held on the campus of a university, the initials of which escape me now. I would appreciate it if my Irish readers could help me out here. And I just have to say that it was an absolute thrill to find my quilt on display. I'll admit to hanging around and stalking people as they looked at it. I was curious to see how close they stood to it, what details they looked at more closely, and what they would say. Nothing really to report here except that I had to laugh at myself while I was doing this. The pictures you'll see of quilts with flowers are some of the other quilts in that particular exhibit.

Padsworth: There is an image posted here especially for you.

I only saw one cat today . . . a soft, fat cat. It will be obvious to you when you see it. Despite the lack of felines, I did see quite a few paw prints.

There was one exhibit of 3-D quilts and so 3-D glasses were required. Personally, I didn't see the 3-D, nor did anybody else I spoke with. Nevertheless, I think I'm looking smashing in my 3-D glasses. If I were a more dishonest person, I would have pocketed some of them so that I could wear them home on the airplane. Do you think I would have looked like a menacing terrorist? Sadly, we'll never know.

The horse quilt was a part of an exhibit that included quilts made by prisoners.

For those of you who were disappointed that I didn't post a picture of the ticket taker, I did post a picture of the men in kilts who were there to give massages. I didn't get a massage myself, however, I strongly considered asking one of the men in kilts to take off his shirt. I decided against it. He is cute though, don't you think? I flirt, though I am old.

May I just say here that I seriously need a grandchild.

The quilt pattern of Miss Poppy is currently residing in my suitcase.

The green and white exhibit was such fun. It is a Cead Mile Failte exhibit which I think means "Welcome". (Irish readers, please help me out here.) I took lots of pictures of these little individual quilt blocks.

Attendees were asked ahead of time to make one of these quilts blocks. Since I already had a quilt entered in the show, I decided against it. After seeing these fun blocks, I wished I had made one. Honestly, some of them were so precious.

(My internet just crashed again, but I saved it! To quote "W", Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, you can't get fooled again. Or something like that. I sort of miss those "Bush-isms" even if I don't miss the man.)

So, as I was saying again, I made an astute observation while I was looking at these quilt blocks. The fact that it was astute was something in and of itself since I am not noted for my astuteness as much as I am noted for my astoopness . . . as in "stoopid". Here it is:

Being of a very young or a very old age is a badge of honor and something to boast about. Being my age is a burden. I think you know what I mean. I saw it on display in these quilt blocks, and you will see it too. Since my very young days are long gone, I now find myself looking forward to the day when I can boast that I'm very old, and others will think it's cute. Knowing that makes me feel much better about growing older, shorter, and more decrepit.

With that said, on with the pictures. Enjoy!


WoolenSails said...

Enjoyed the show and i can understand why you want to save the best for home, and I will enjoy them more when you can use a better program;) Of course your quilt looks beautiful and great photo with you standing in front.


Celtic Thistle said...

I think you must have been at the NUI Galway (National University of Ireland) and the motto translates as One hundred thousand welcomes, according to my husband!

You will have to embrace your inner Irish woman and enjoy the parts of the organisation that work and ignore completely the parts that don't!

Hope you overheard some great feedback on your quilt.

Diane Wild said...

Those 3-D glasses are so you. What are all those hands about again? I missed something. The kilt-clad massues' (massage givers) were popular, I'm sure.

Anonymous said...

oh yeah, you should have gotten the glasses! What a hoot!

Junebug613 said...

Cead Mile Failte means "a hundred thousand welcomes". I am so glad for you that you were able to be amused at the disorganization, rather than being overwhelmed by the frustration it can cause. WOW on the Wild Things quilt! Loved that one. The horse is pretty amazing. I love the stained glass window too. And of course anything with paw prints!

kc said...

Hey, wow - I know that word! Sometimes ya just gotta sit back and laugh, but it sure is frustrating, isn't it? Makes ya wonder how some people have lived so long, being so stupid...

I loved your glasses shot - I just never can see 3D anything with 'em, so I rarely even bother. (besides, the idea that a hundred thousand other people have worn those very same glasses just creeps me out!) When I think of a 3D quilt, I think of multi-dimensional leaves, or yo-yo flowers, or maybe some fake fur lambs or something...not something needing glasses to see.

That university is spectacular in its ummm....gosh, I don't even know the word. Perhaps dignity? Ah - REGALNESS. I spent quite some time in Charlottesville, Virginia, so I'm quite familiar with Thomas Jeffereson's University of Virginia and Monticello, and even VMI (VA Military Institute), but they don't compare to the hallowed halls & vine covered walls of the one you just visited. I'd have to stand there & just stare at that one for a while. Did anyone "shush" you as you traveled the grounds? It looks like a place where quiet would be revered.

I can't wait to see more pictures, but I'm glad you're waiting till you get back to post them...I don't want to miss a thing!

kc said...

Coincidentally enough, I just got a link to a lady that's only old by the numbers. To look at & listen to her, you'd think she was only half her age!


She's a hoot!

Anonymous said...

Loved your comments, photos and all. But really how old is when you are officially old? Mindset not really, body, yeah...it tends to wear out, stretch out, wrinkle and sag. Sigh

quiltzyx said...

Hmmm...since this was the "first" quilt exhibition there, maybe they could get a bit of a break on the organization? The first IQF quilt show in Long Beach, CA, the convention center ran out of FOOD!!!
In any case, love the pics - Of this lot, I think the Wild Things & the horse quilt were my faves. Was it a Connemara pony?

Looking forward to more.....

Kate said...

Sorry the show wasn't run as smoothly as you'd like. Thanks for sharing a few pictures. I really like the stained glass one.

Linda Coleman said...

Oh Barbara
I have laughed and cried reading your post about the Quilt Show. I couldn't agree more with you. Two of my friends travelled with me from Dublin to Galway to see the festival. We were so excited about it. The organisation leaves a lot to be desired and as we said they couldn't organise a p***up in a brewery. It was Friday afternoon (they had had over half a day at this stage) and we were twenty minutes with one gentleman trying to buy tickets to get in as he couldn't find the cash box for change and then couldn't find the writs tags to give us. They had advertised on the website about park and ride facilities which then did not exist. My group also submitted 6 hand blocks for the Cead Mile Failte exhibit which were received (acknowledgement email from Jim West himself) and were used on the website about the exhibit and in an Irish quilting magazine for an ad for the festival but were not used in the actual exhibit itself. We were so disappointed. Yes the quilts were fantastic, really liked yours but even the information tags were only on half the quilts. We enjoyed our visit but even if they hold it again next year we will not be in a hurry to go again. I hope you enjoy the rest of your tours before you head home and have a safe journey.

Snoodles said...

Ahhh, I see you met my Irish cousin! He's not quite as handsome as I am, but he'll do in a pinch! Haha!

Eleanor said...

NUIG - National University of Ireland, Galway
Cead Mile Failte - One hundred thousand welcomes

I travelled over to the show (from the Midlands of Ireland) and attended it on Saturday. The organisation on that day was awful! But everyone we were talking to said Friday had been far worse! I've heard that the organiser just wouldn't take advice and it showed. And unfortunately, the weather didn't help!

Glad you were able to enjoy the show, despite everything!