To Walter
Happy 91st Birthday 4th March 2010
The Mariner’s Compass
Not sitting in the binnacle with the bridge just up above
No shouting down the voice pipe
“Starboard 15. Stop Engines, Slow ahead”
A Mariner’s Compass in quilter’s terms,
sewn with needle and with thread.
No swinging gimbal and no glass cover for salt spray protection
The four points, North, South, East and West,
and others for direction.
Remembering those words;
“To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.”
This is sent to you with friendship and with love.
The batiks were assembled,sorted, and chosen, gold silk to surround the centre circle, the motifs for the North, South, East and West a mottled blue batik, , cut out, appliqued on with fusible web, and buttonhole stitched with my Bernina EQ 440. I used a variegated King Tut thread for this, white King Tut for the inner band, midnight mottled blue batik for the outer area, to signify the night sky, and a silver thread for the stars, to show the many times Wally would be on the deck all night, then framed with brown, for the good earth back home here in New Zealand, and pale blue binding, maybe what some of the seas would look like when calm.
There was a lot of secrecy when I posted his present to the Merino Ward at Auckland hospital, the staff agreed to keep it hidden until the morning of his birthday. In they came, he opened it, and then it was hung on the wall in his room. He phoned me, and I could tell he was delighted, surprised and quite overwhelmed by this. I wrote today’s opening words ( poem) , and enclosed them with his gift, Walter had a stammer, and when he had to take over the Motor Launch and issue the commands, “ Starboard 15, Stop Engines, Slow Ahead” , his stammer ceased and never returned. I knew I had to include them in his poem.
Not long after this, Walter passed away in his sleep on 15th April. I met his family in Auckland at his funeral, and his daughter Kristine suggested very kindly that they might like to return his “Compass” to me .I asked that it might go to a family member. When I opened the mail a few weeks later on, I had more tears, her card told me that his
Walter was a true and very dear friend, and when it was his birthday, and he was in hospital, very ill, I knew that I needed to do something special. A Mariner’s Compass seemed so fitting. He served in HMS, from 1940 to 1945, rising to the rank of Lieutenant,from First Lieutenant,to Commanding officer of Motor Launch 106, and then Senior Officer of 51st ML Flotilla, He was awarded the Distinguished Service Cross in July 1944.
The batiks were assembled,sorted, and chosen, gold silk to surround the centre circle, the motifs for the North, South, East and West a mottled blue batik, , cut out, appliqued on with fusible web, and buttonhole stitched with my Bernina EQ 440. I used a variegated King Tut thread for this, white King Tut for the inner band, midnight mottled blue batik for the outer area, to signify the night sky, and a silver thread for the stars, to show the many times Wally would be on the deck all night, then framed with brown, for the good earth back home here in New Zealand, and pale blue binding, maybe what some of the seas would look like when calm.
There was a lot of secrecy when I posted his present to the Merino Ward at Auckland hospital, the staff agreed to keep it hidden until the morning of his birthday. In they came, he opened it, and then it was hung on the wall in his room. He phoned me, and I could tell he was delighted, surprised and quite overwhelmed by this. I wrote today’s opening words ( poem) , and enclosed them with his gift, Walter had a stammer, and when he had to take over the Motor Launch and issue the commands, “ Starboard 15, Stop Engines, Slow Ahead” , his stammer ceased and never returned. I knew I had to include them in his poem.
Not long after this, Walter passed away in his sleep on 15th April. I met his family in Auckland at his funeral, and his daughter Kristine suggested very kindly that they might like to return his “Compass” to me .I asked that it might go to a family member. When I opened the mail a few weeks later on, I had more tears, her card told me that his
“beautiful quilt will hang in Felixstowe Museum UK ,where all the memories of the Coastal Forces are kept.”
Felixstowe Museum kindly emailed me a photo . It has an archival protective cover to stop any fading.
The words underneath state
“ Compass tapestry presented to Lt “Wally” Drake, DSC, RNZNVR .,
C.O. of ML 106, and Senior Officer of 51st ML Flotilla, on his 91st birthday in 2010”
When I read of this Festival, I thought of this as my entry, but needed to know the measurements. I emailed Felixstowe Museum, and explained, and here is their reply.
Hello JeanWally's 91st birthday tapestry measures 21" x 21" (54 x 54 cm).
It still hangs in the Beehive Room in its archival protective sleeve but in a slightly different location.
If you can mention it is at Felixstowe Museum, that would be appreciated.
We have a signed copy of Gerry Wright's book in our reference library.
Good luck with the competition!
Regards
Colin Tod
It still hangs in the Beehive Room in its archival protective sleeve but in a slightly different location.
If you can mention it is at Felixstowe Museum, that would be appreciated.
We have a signed copy of Gerry Wright's book in our reference library.
Good luck with the competition!
Regards
Colin Tod
Felixstowe Museum
This means my entry will be in the ‘Small Quilt” category. 81 inches to 240 inches around.
Visit the Festival here, at this link ,to see all the categories and quilts. There are stunning entries, and very talented quilters.
and you should find my entry here
No matter how many quilts I might make,or bags, table runners or wall-hangings, this for me is the most humbling experience ever, and will always be the highlight of my quilting life. I am so honoured to know there is a part of Wally’s and my friendship, a small part of my quilting, and a small part of New Zealand there in the Beehive Room at Felixstowe Museum..
Quotation of the day, author unknown,
“ When a special friend has left you,
they will always be in your heart and memories”
Greetings from Jean
