is a favorite month for me.

Whats not to like?

Cooler weather, leaves turning,


International Quilt Market!

So, it’s that time of year that many of us are beginning to feel the stress in


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: a woman who sews clothes, curtains, etc., as a job

: a woman whose occupation is sewing


Joy Studio is in the push mode of quilt market prep, again. God willing, we will be there with a new collection


some designs for a brand new product!

Booth #2534 with Quilting Treasures.

A couple of sneak peeks,


So why do you (I) worry ? Yikes!

Lots of work, never enough time.

Stress reliever, reminder to self:

Matthew 6:25-34

25 Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment?

26 Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?

27 Which of you by taking thought can add one cubit unto his stature?

28 And why take ye thought for raiment? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin:

29 And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.

30 Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith?

31 Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink? or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed?

32 (For after all these things do the Gentiles seek:) for your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things.

33 But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.

34 Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.


We still . . . are having fun though . . between the stresses of life,

wherever we can grab it.


God bless.



Of Sober Mind

Be alert and of sober mind.

Your enemy the devil, prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.

1 Peter 5:8

My New Year’s post Reseting, was written at a time of personal and spiritual transition, some would call repentance? Refocus? We all have those times I suppose or need to, right? I used words like ‘hopeful’ and phrases such as ‘time to stand firm,’ which were sentiments that revealed my true (& vulnerable) condition. Little did I know when I composed the entry, that all hell (well, not all) was about brake loose in our lives at the start of the year. My written words were equal to drawing a line in the sand, putting a target on your back. Stepping out in faith, moving toward Christ always does. I should have been paying closer attention. Being a creative type however, I’m very easily distracted, what can I say? Simply show me a picture and off I go in an opposite direction, quickly and continually. Artists, sheesh.

Well, we’re only a little under three months in to 2016 and I have and am fighting battles that I never saw coming. I can look back now of course and clearly see that I was not alert. The good news, I’m still learning, slowly but surely. And remembering (AGAIN) to put on my armor. The full armor this time, hopefully. And daily.

To my 2016 list of holidays, hospital & high water I can add HUGH move and change. My knees a bit more wobbly but still standing firm.

Thanks for visiting and please, take the above quote to heART.

On a lighter side, my Lion Tamer from “Circus Menagerie” created a few years ago.

J. Wecker Frisch©
J. Wecker Frisch©

“The Champion” trade card is for sale on our Joy Studio Vintage Etsy Shop.

Colors and text have been altered digitally for this post and are not on the original ephemera piece.

A Thankful Heart



I will give You thanks with all my heart;
I will sing Your praise before the heavenly beings.
I will bow down toward Your holy temple
and give thanks to Your name
for Your constant love and truth.
You have exalted Your name
and Your promise above everything else.
On the day I called, You answered me;
You increased strength within me.

The Lord will fulfill His purpose for me.
Lord, Your love is eternal;
do not abandon the work of Your hands.

Ps. 138


Snowy (Happy) New Year everyone!

Sitting cozy today, watching two to three predicted inches of falling (snow) flakes, a gorgeous (my favorite) site. Also reflecting, remembering and declaring resolutions. Setting goals, some spiritual and some personal for 2013. The typical thought process that we all share at this time of year I imagine. A peaceful day following the Christmas hub-bub is nice.AppointedTimePaperProject©JWFImages created for Quilting Treasures “Appointed Time” fabric collection, created a few years ago, seemed appropriate.TimeLaughingNewYear©JWFApponitedTimeFabric©JWF

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8, the scripture that inspired the art group:

There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:

    a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
    a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
    a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
    a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
    a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
    a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
    a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.

A good years end message, if you have time.

May Flowers

transitive verb
1: to drive or urge forcefully or irresistibly <hunger compelled him to eat>
2: to cause to do or occur by overwhelming pressure <public opinion compelled her to sign the bill>
3 archaic : to drive together
com·pel·la·ble adjective
Middle English compellen, from Anglo-French compeller, from Latin compellere, from com- + pellere to drive

God continues to cause healing as He compels me to create. A collection I call “Sewing Seeds,” is the result of such a significant gift.
The group makes it’s official debut (to the trade) at the International Quilt Market in Kansas City, May 18-20. Sewing Seeds features a beautiful blend of original art, vintage images with a sprinkling of sowing related scripture. This market I have the added pleasure of assisting in the display set up so, in preparation I am collecting cans and overseeing other display details.

The Garden/Sewing inspired concept has been on my (ideas) books since 2008. Sowing seeds, both biological and spiritual with a play on the sewing vs sowing words, was a challenge to convey. However, as the line developed, the ideas blossomed through (pain &) perseverance. Knowing that snippets of the healing Holy text as part of a quilt, may offer similar comfort as it covers a child (or someone), perhaps a hundred years from now, for me is an overflowing cup. I am already enjoying the yield and hope you will too. To see more Sewing Seed images, go to FaceBook.

Fabric availability updates to come • here and

Quilt Shops are invited to come by the Quilting Treasures booth #1924 – 1931 and pick up a Sewing Seeds gift pack (with purchase)

He who goes to and fro weeping, carrying his bag of seed,Shall indeed come again with a shout of joy, bringing his sheaves with him. Ps.126:6

A Father’s Tribute

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noun \ˈtri-(ˌ)byüt, -byət\

a : something given or contributed voluntarily as due or deserved; especially : a gift or service showing respect, gratitude, or affection <a floral tribute> b : something (as material evidence or a formal attestation) that indicates the worth, virtue, or effectiveness of the one in question <the design is a tribute to his ingenuity>   ~Webster
For the ‘Holy Week’ 2012, I am posting images of my father’s art, depicting the Crucifixion of Christ, John F. Wecker, created in the mid 1960’s. As I remember, he did a series of sketches and color studies on the subject. He completed one final painting in oil but began two others much larger, from which these fragments of the preliminary sketches were taken.
A most dear, Treasured Tuesday feature.


As I thought about Valentine designs, naturally I thought of love. Over the weekend I had a little fun with digital collage using coordinates from my last few fabric groups and a favorite vintage Valentine. The result:

Happy Valentine’s Day!

For God so loved the world,
that He gave His only begotten Son,
that whosoever believeth in Him
should not perish,
but have everlasting life.
John 3:16

A New Year

In anticipation of the new year, I found myself looking back again, to this week one year ago. I had big plans for the joy studio and determined goals that I intended to accomplish in 2011.  Quickly, as life shows us sometimes, it became apparent that our year would be personally, a difficult one, not planned, unfathomable. So, for the last few days, happy new year, would not easily roll off my tongue but rather, caused me to pause and ponder the coming months.

Our new year’s eve was an enjoyable one. It was spent with family, laughing and playing games. We rang in the new year by rattling pots and pans on the porch as distant fireworks exploded in the clear starry sky. The original plans to spend it around a campfire were thwarted by an increasingly (a little too) breezy night. Yes, 2012 is blowing in with a vengeance on extremely high winds that are predicted today.

New Year wishes, no, not quite. However, my prayer for you, is that your 2012 be filled with ‘Joy – gladness of heart’ as I refer to in my about page and that your joy (and mine) overflows!

“These things I have spoken to you so that My joy may be in you, and that your joy may be made full.” – John 15:11

Boot Straps & Brass Tacks

I’m getting a strong sense that it’s time for the tough (me?) to get going, to pull oneself up by the boot straps and get down to brass tacks. Time to get back on the front lines and keep going. Time to clean up this joint (house/studio) and back to the business of making art and living life. To both, follow the examples set for me and to be an example for those coming up, after me.

My mom was a strong believer in old sayings and recognized their significance. She often referred to them and passed them on. Both my mom and dad would be telling us now, ” don’t give up, keep going.” Their generation truly was the “great generation!” I miss them. I miss their encouragement.

I like to research these oldies but goodies, interesting & remarkably, they hold true:

Get down to brass tacks – Deal with basic realities, hard facts or details of immediate practical importance.

The origin perhaps refers to fabric shops a strip of metal, a yard in length, is ofter set along the edge of the corner so that material can easily be measured. An alternative to this used to be and sometimes still is, two brass nails set a certain distance apart. After a customer had selected a fabric, the sales assistant would suggest getting down to the brass tacks to work out the practical details of measurement and price.

Boot Straps –Improve your situation by your own efforts.

The origin of this descriptive phrase isn’t known. It refers of course to boots and their straps (laces) and to the imagined feat of a lifting oneself off the ground by pulling on one’s bootstraps. This impossible task is supposed to exemplify the achievement in getting out of a difficult situation by one’s own efforts.

The past few months have been tough going.

When the going gets tough, the tough get going. – When a situation is difficult or dangerous, strong people work harder to resolve the problem. This saying relies on a difficult play on words; it could be rephrased word-for-word as: “When the situation becomes hard, strong people start working.”

Origin, this saying is attributed both to Joseph P. Kennedy (1888-1969), father of the USA President John F. Kennedy, and to Norwegian-born American football player and coach Knute Rockne (1888-1931).

The Armor of God – “Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of His might. Put on the full armor of God,…   Eph. 6:10-11