“Samuelsaurus Rex,” 2001, 48 x 40 inches


I’d had a stressful year. We were raising a toddler. I had published my first book, Freestyle Quilts. And we had just completed a move from one Maine town to another.

Back then I was creating quilts to sell. I don’t do that anymore. Occasionally they sell, but I don’t create them in order to sell. There’s a big difference stress-wise. I’d just finished a big coral reef commission after doing several smaller ones (plus one for the book). They required lots of exacting detail, including quilting each portion of the piece in a different color thread to either blend in or add detail. This meant changing the thread in my machine constantly. They were challenging and rewarding but very “tight” artistically.

“Coral Reef 1,” 1995, 57 x 38 inches. This is the type of realistic-style quilt I had been making for a number of years prior to “Samuelsaurus.”

I needed to loosen up mentally, emotionally, and artistically.

It seemed like the perfect time for a fresh start, but how exactly?

I consider my work painting with fabric. If I were a painter and wanted to loosen up I might delve into impressionistic painting, dabs of color that look abstract when seen up close, yet when you back away they come together to form an image. Monet is a good example.

So how would I approximate that same technique in fabric?

One option was to sit and cut up larger pieces fabric, which would take a lot of time. I like to work in a more immediate way, so that didn’t appeal to me. Then I remembered that in storage I had a box of scraps that I’d gathered as I was packing up our old house. For ten years, I’d collected scraps from each quilt I made, storing those bits and pieces in little bags. As I was packing and came across them, I consolidated the bags into a single box.

My husband, ready to scream from the stress of moving all my other stuff, almost had to be sedated when I told him that the box of scraps was going, too.

After choosing the method of construction, choosing a subject was almost predestined. Since coming into our lives three years previously, our son Sam had been the personification of relentless energy, keeping his two work-at-home parents hopping 24/7. What better way to recognize that spirit than to capture it in a style would be equally energetic?

I guess a lot of kids go through a dinosaur phase. Well, at two and a half Sam was correcting the pronunciation of the babysitters who read to him from his dino books. Compsognathus. Brachiosaurus. Parasaurolophus. His little tongue had no trouble wrapping around the most convoluted names.

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The original image.

I had a picture of him pretending to be a Tyrannosaurus Rex. He’s roaring and his pudgy little fingers are curled in claws. The picture was perfect.

I found the cardboard box of scraps and cut it open. There was my impressionistic palette. I plunged my hands into a bushel of random colors, shapes, patterns, sizes. Using that box exclusively I started in on that portrait of Sam.

I now store them in vintage suitcases. These are the types of scraps I packed and moved that almost caused a divorce.

I worked big. I hadn’t realized until then how much easier it is to work on a large scale than a life-size or smaller portrait of a person. Sam’s portrait was big enough to give room to play. It was by far the biggest scale I had worked on, maybe four or five times bigger. Which is why I now tell my students that bigger is better.

I didn’t cut the shapes to fit. Mostly, I used them as I found them, only occasionally snipping a corner here or there, especially on the edges of the image. I also didn’t pay too much attention to color. I made my choices based mostly on value, after all “rainbow” was Sam’s favorite color at the time.

I didn’t even concentrate on a particular area, just placing the scraps I grabbed at random from the box.
Working with value. Lots of yellow for the highlights, but also pale purple, blue, green, and pink. Darker versions plus black filled the shadowed areas.
This gives a sense of the scale of the piece. The large scale gave me more space to manipulate those scraps.


After working in such a realistic style for so long, the experience of working this looser way made me feel almost giddy. It was a playful, relaxed manner of creating that suited the subject.

When the image of Sam was complete, I began to contemplate the background. What color or colors would it be? The varying value of the piece made choosing a background thorny. If I chose a dark fabric the dark portions at the edge of the image would blend in too much. A light fabric would blend in with the lighter values.

After expressing this difficulty to my husband, he asked, “Why don’t you just keep collaging?”


There was no because.

So I kept on collaging. In that way, I could choose fabrics whose values contrasted with the image. The portrait of Sam, which had so much vibrancy thanks to the technique I had chosen, now had a background that matched that energy.

The naming of the quilt was pretty straightforward. What else could it be but “Samuelsaurus Rex”?

I think I achieved exactly what I was hoping to do with this quilt, which was to make it impressionistic rather than realistic. You really can’t tell what it is up close. You need distance for the image to come together.

What is it? The closer you get the more the image breaks down into splotches of color. Also notice the collaged background.

This was made evident one year when I had it displayed in the cramped hallway of the Button Factory Holiday Open House in Portsmouth, New Hampshire. Visitors strolling past commented on the colors in the piece, then they’d enter the studio nearby. When they came out from across hallway that’s when they’d see it.

“Look, it’s a boy. And look at the hands!” At which point they would imitate his pose.

Sam recreates his Tyrannosaurs pose during a show in Portsmouth.


A decade later, when Sam was thirteen, I created another portrait of him entitled “Peace, Love, Tie-Dye, Save the Whales.” I’ve written about this quilt in previous posts: “Making a Pattern for a Fabric Collage Quilt” and “Why Color Is Irrelevant”. I’ll tell the whole story of that quilt in a future blog. Let’s just say our little tree hugger loved the Beatles.

“Peace, Love, Tie-dye, Save the Whales” is included in a show close to home. Maine Fiber Arts is hosting an exhibit, “Innovations: Contemporary Art,” July 10-September 3, in its Topsham, Maine gallery, featuring fiber artists from all over Maine. A special reception will take place July 10, from 2-5 p.m.

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“Peace, Love, Tie-Dye, Save the Whales” now appearing at Maine Fiber Arts.


So now I’ve established a pattern of producing a portrait of Sam every ten years, so when he turns 23, I plan to do another. Right now he’s in college with a degree in Musical Theater in his sights. With that in mind, I’ve started a pile of fabric for a potentially musical themed portrait. But I can wait to see where he’s at by then. I know that sometime about 4 years from now, the perfect photo of Sam will be taken, representing him at that moment in time, just like it has twice before.


Musically-themed novelty fabric for the next Sam portrait.


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