Quilt by Quilt… A Quilter’s Journey   
By Charlotte Maxwell
 I have known how to
sew since I was a young girl.  My
grandmother taught me to sew buttons onto scraps of fabric so that I could
handle a needle and thread.  I learned to
tie a knot; a very large knot.  When I
was about 10 years old, my other grandmother, who had been a professional
seamstress for a time, helped me to make a pink, pleated skirt for a doll I had
at the time.  I remember that skirt
vividly.  It had a waistband and she
taught me how to do an almost invisible hemstitch.  It was sewn on her Singer Featherweight.  I remember being so proud of that.
My mother and grandmother made lots of clothes for the girls
in our family.  They also did sewing for
the home; drapes and curtains and slipcovers for furniture.  It was what many women did in the 50’s and
60’s to save money.  I watched them.  A lot.
 I’m not sure when I
started sewing in earnest.  I was
required to take home economics when I was 12 and in the 7th
grade.  There were two or three sewing
units that year, and I enjoyed it enough to take another year in 8th
grade.
Some time after that, I began sewing at home.  I could now read a pattern and follow
it.  I made a baby bib for a friend’s
child.  I made a halter-top for myself,
and a swimsuit.  I only sewed with cotton
for the most part.  Other fabrics scared
me and I never thought to ask for help.
My mother would buy fabric or give me money to buy fabric to
make clothes for my sisters and myself. 
I made shorts and tops and a couple of pretty fancy dresses.  I started saving fabric scraps at about that
time.  I thought that maybe some day I
would make a patchwork quilt with the saved scraps.  I don’t really know where that idea came
from.  We had no quilts in our home that
I remember.
My very first quilt was started in about 1977.  I took some of the scraps and cut squares,
with scissors and a cardboard pattern and began stitching them together by
hand.  I didn’t live at home anymore, so
I had no access to a machine.  I also did
a few larger squares that had appliqué on them of plants and flowers that I had
in my apartment.  They were done by trial
and error, as I had no one to teach me the skills.  I didn’t get very far and I put it all away.
In 1981 when I was pregnant with my first child I pulled it
all out again and finished it in a small size. 
It was probably about 36 inches square. 
I don’t remember what I used for the batting.  It was tied, though.  That first effort ended up in the bottom of
the playpen for quite a few years, through two children.  I did not attempt any more quilts for a
while, but I did keep sewing clothing and saving scraps.
I sewed lots of clothes for my girls when they were
young.  I enjoyed it and I had a friend
with whom I sewed.  Our kids were all about
the same ages and I would take my machine to her house and set up on her
kitchen table with her and sew.  By this
time I had my grandmother’s old Singer featherweight for my own.  She had Alzheimer’s and couldn’t use it any
longer.  My mother gave it to me.
My friend Linda and I would hit up Hancock’s and buy as much
inexpensive fabric as we could afford. 
We had a couple of patterns for shorts and tops and we made them over
and over to outfit the kids for the summer.
In about 1990 when we were living in Dallas, I bought a
Kenmore sewing machine, which I thought was the best thing ever.  It could zigzag and do buttonholes and a
stretch stitch.  Since I was still sewing
garments, this was appropriate for me.  I
still had the Singer, but it didn’t see much action. 
After I got the new machine, I saw an ad for a quilting kit
to make a log cabin wreath quilt to hang on the wall.  Never being one to spend money on a kit with
directions, I bought some fabric and squinting at that small picture, I made
one on my own.  I thought it needed to be
hand quilted; was there any other way to make an authentic quilt?  So I built a small square frame with my
husband’s help, and stretched it onto it and away I stitched.  I guess it’s called the stab and stitch
method.  I didn’t have any training in
quilting yet.
I don’t remember how long it took me to finish it; at least
a year or so until it was done and off the frame.  By then we had moved to Florida.  I don't have any photos of the first quilt from the playpen days, but here is the second quilt.
 The binding is single fold, and each side is sewn on as a single piece since I didn't know how to turn corners back then. Each square is quilted with a fleur de lis in the center of the square.
I hope you enjoy my journey. I will be back soon for another installment.
 
