The Quilt Figurine
Sleep my child and peace... peace... Covered in love and keep... keep...
A gift to celebrate new beginnings, new babies, new families… and the loving relationships that develop between parent and child, grandparent and child
About this Piece
“I was thinking about metaphors of quilts. A lot about protection. A quilt makes us feel safe and warm. The rows of even stitching showing the passing of time, a meditative rhythm—like quieting and rocking a child. It takes time and patience. I wanted the quilt and the rocking to be one. The sentiment reveals this rhythm also— lullabies don’t have to make literal sense ... but the cadence of the words is lyrical and soothing. The warmth and coziness of a sleeping child—the tender connection—these quiet memories exist in anyone who has ever rocked a child in their arms.” —Susan Lordi
Sleep my child and peace... peace... Covered in love and keep... keep...
A gift to celebrate new beginnings, new babies, new families… and the loving relationships that develop between parent and child, grandparent and child
About this Piece
“I was thinking about metaphors of quilts. A lot about protection. A quilt makes us feel safe and warm. The rows of even stitching showing the passing of time, a meditative rhythm—like quieting and rocking a child. It takes time and patience. I wanted the quilt and the rocking to be one. The sentiment reveals this rhythm also— lullabies don’t have to make literal sense ... but the cadence of the words is lyrical and soothing. The warmth and coziness of a sleeping child—the tender connection—these quiet memories exist in anyone who has ever rocked a child in their arms.” —Susan Lordi
Sleep my child and peace... peace... Covered in love and keep... keep...
A gift to celebrate new beginnings, new babies, new families… and the loving relationships that develop between parent and child, grandparent and child
About this Piece
“I was thinking about metaphors of quilts. A lot about protection. A quilt makes us feel safe and warm. The rows of even stitching showing the passing of time, a meditative rhythm—like quieting and rocking a child. It takes time and patience. I wanted the quilt and the rocking to be one. The sentiment reveals this rhythm also— lullabies don’t have to make literal sense ... but the cadence of the words is lyrical and soothing. The warmth and coziness of a sleeping child—the tender connection—these quiet memories exist in anyone who has ever rocked a child in their arms.” —Susan Lordi