As I read an article about quilting artists in my Craft Magazine, I could feel my heartbeats
speeding up, and my hackles rising. I was appalled at how the author put her prejudice against older
artists so blatantly on display. How could someone think that artistic expression, fine
craftsmanship, and beautiful needlework are limited to the young? Sure, our hands might be
slower, but our creativity remains just as strong.
I have been a part of the creative arts world since I could barely walk. In all of that time, I have
looked to older artists for insight, wisdom, and solutions to gnarly problems beyond my skill
level. They are the true masters and mentors, and I thank the Heavens for them!
