So, I’m back from the USA, and currently sweltering in the unrelenting heat and humidity that is Papua New Guinea. We took a very long plane ride. Port Moresby, PNG to Brisbane, Australia (you have to fly to the US from Australia and we needed to drop Gorgeous Girl with relatives). After an overnight stay we then flew to LA, US, and then caught a much smaller plane to get to our destination. I did some crafting on the planes.
I’ve had problems getting knitting needles through security at Brisbane International Airport in the past, so a small quilting kit is my go to travel project. I did pack knitting for my US flights as the TSA there has different rules.
My foot held up really well while we were in the USA, though I did get wheelchair assistance at the airports. I knew there was no way I could walk the mile between gates during our Minnesota-St Paul transfer, for example.
The first stop was Lincoln, Nebraska where Gorgeous Man and I were to attend a conference. Gorgeous Man presented a paper, but I just attended the sessions.
On our first morning there we woke up to this.
This was taken on the grounds of the university we were visiting.
Given that it was late March in Nebraska, I think that Gorgeous Man and I were the only ones smiling about the snow.
At one point I may have spun is circles crying “Wheee” but it can’t be proven 🙂
We had a full day before the conference began and I managed to sneak in a visit here. This is one place I’ve always wanted to visit, but never thought life would take me to a small town in Nebraska… funny how things turn out.
The quilts were amazing, and as a historian I found the thought behind the exhibitions and the history that went with them really interesting. What really struck me about a lot of the quilts was that they weren’t perfect, but they worked. They were stunning and the imperfections didn’t really matter – and a lot of them couldn’t be seen from a distance. It seems that modern quilting has become very fixated with the perfect 1/4 inch seam and precision points. I’m hoping that this revelation will see me spending less time with my seam ripper.
This quilt was a great case in point. (Photography was permitted, as long as the flash was switched off).
The centre of this quilt had a diamond that was a full quarter inch out of line. It would have had me running for my seam ripper, but from a distance, you can’t tell and the quilt is visually stunning.
After the conference, Gorgeous Man headed back to Australia and I caught a lift with some academics to Michigan. The friend we were staying with (who also happened to be one of the conference organisers) had put me in touch with them and vouched for their sanity…fortunately, the driver of the car turned out to be very funny and a delightful travel companion and the 9+ hour trip didn’t seem that long at all. I also broke out some knitting for the trip.
I was to visit archives in Michigan to find evidence for my thesis. A bonus was that I got to spend a week with one of my oldest friends (we met in high school in Australia) who now lives in the area. I’ll bore you with pictures of that visit in my next blog post….:)