Welcome to My Red Cape. Long ago in another time my husband Jack and I lived in a little old red house. It was the stuff of dreams to us for the few years that we were there. I live there still a number of hours every day in imagination, with old dolls and paintings and fabrics and feather trees. I draw inspiration and happiness from the memories of that space in time and share some of it here with friends who remember how to step with Alice through the looking glass and take delight in whimsies and antiquities.

For more than sixty years I have studied, collected, repaired, and loved antique dolls. They have been back ground music in my life at every stage, sometimes louder, sometimes subdued, but always there with me. To see only the posts about dolls on this blog, click the banner on the right titled Dolls for My Red Cape. Keep clicking “Older Posts” to see more. From time to time items are offered for sale under the banner “O’Neill’s Antiques” which was our shop name for many years. ~Edyth O’Neill

Thursday, July 15, 2010

I never tire of Brown and Blue

I used these favorite colors to tie together a small doll bed quilt and a little antique chest of drawers given to the doll family several years ago by Jack. He found it at the Boerne Antique show and surprised me with it. Friend Elaine made and dressed the small Izannah type doll, a precious gift to me, and her mother Martha made the small braided rug in the mix of browns and blues. Both of these women are superb fiber artists.

To make the little quilt, I sewed extra brown strips around an early Log Cabin square, added a frame of soft blue, and bound and backed it with a deeper blue green. Whether hooking, quilting or dressing a doll, the play of several fabrics well chosen is always greater than the sum of them individually. A quilter's play of fabric bit against bit is a never ending game, like endless hands of solitaire to a card player. The results are ever changing, ever intriguing. My friend for 40 some odd years, Linda B. and I used to sit on the floor and play with fabrics like two little girls playing a game of jacks. Edyth in Sunny Texas

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