Albert Einstein said,"Logic will take you from A to B. Imagination will take you everywhere". I have never really thought until recently that what I create with fabric and actually creating my own fabric as an art.  I thought of it as more a craft or a hobby.  But I realized recently that what I am creating evokes a feeling, or an emotion, or a memory.  When I am sewing, or quilting, or weaving, or hand-dying fabric, for me has become a solace and a place to heal.  Time does not exist when the creation is evolving.  The sewing machine and the loom sing a melody to my soul that only I can hear.  In fabric, thread, and dyes, what I see and how it makes me feel are expressed in the final result.  Is this art?  I don't know.  President Obama said it is art and it doesn't have to be explained.  If someone else sees the end result and they feel what has been expressed, then I guess my media which is fabric, is my art. Since I have found my niche so late in my life, maybe I will become the Grandma Moses of the art quilt world.  I do know that when I put the needle to the fabric, or the fabric into the dye bath, or I throw the shuttle in the loom, I am creating the fabric of my own life.