If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is forever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam;
A body of England's, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.
And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.
There's some corner of a foreign field...
A quilt made to honour the fallen of World War 1.
The hand dyed fabric was the inspiration as it seemed like a summer meadow. Poppies are the symbol of remembrance of the fallen in the UK, blue cornflowers in France.
The one half represents the fact that beauty and regeneration (poppies and wheat fields) are possible after horrific events. The other half represents a reminder of the horrors of war - the miles and miles of white crosses in war grave cemeteries. The two halves are tied together by the barbed wire the soldiers had to scramble through.
Machine pieced, own digitized embroidery designs, acrylic painting, free machine quilting