My name is Nileen Hunt, and I have lived in Raleigh, North Carolina since I was 10 years
old -- which is also the age at which I began learning to sew my own clothes under my mother's instruction. Both my
grandmothers, one great-grandmother, and a great-aunt were quilters, so Mother and I each have treasured collections of family
quilts.
When I was a child, drawing was one of my favorite pastimes (as it is for many children) and I
still have a large box of childhood drawings. In college, I was able to fit in a few art courses -- but early on I
decided to major in something that might pay, and to keep art as a hobby. Hence -- math.
Armed with undergraduate and graduate degrees in math, my first and only salaried job (discounting the usual
college jobs of waitressing in a restaurant and clerking in a school office) was with RTI,
a contract research organization. After graduate school,
working at RTI felt as though I'd died and gone to heaven. During the early years I enjoyed it so much that I was amazed
that I actually got paid to do it.
As with most paid employment, things changed over time. With increasing responsibilities, my
RTI work became less and less fun, and then became actually unpleasant. Many days I dreaded going to work. So, on
a sudden impulse, I pulled a "Johnny Paycheck" -- one Monday I drove to work, went to the personnel office, and resigned on the
spot ("Take this job and shove it"), then got in my car and drove back home.
This was my chance to once again try to do something I enjoyed. I signed up for a few college
extension art courses -- basic drawing, basic watercolor, portraits, and pastels. I started making my name signs for
children (which at one time were sold through four local stores) and I produced my hidden-name flower watercolors. With
the passing months and years I thought of even more things I wanted to draw or paint, and some of those things are still here
on my website.
In early 2001, my sweetie looked at my piles of fabric scraps left from years of sewing clothes and
suggested "Why don't you try quilting? You could use some of this up, and then there'd be more room for MY stuff." I'm
sure many of you are already ahead of me and laughing. Yes, I took up quilting, but those piles of scraps were not the
right materials. After numerous fabric shopping trips, I now have an entire walk-in closet dedicated to fabric storage,
and the family room has been converted into a quilting and sewing room. Naturally there's even LESS room now for
Sweetie's stuff.
see my quilting & sewing workroom