As the din in the market place began to die down and only the waves crashing on the beach could be heard, Jasmine, a camel settles down to sleep after a long hard day. Excited by the smell of the ocean, Jasmine’s son cannot lay quietly…”Tell me a story”! I cannot possibly sleep now…..and so it began…
Inspired by the rich, saturated color, ornate design, and adventures in Morocco, Valori Wells' new fabric line, “Jasmine,” was born.
Jasmine is a vibrantly colored collection of hand block printed fabrics as unique as her experience. Are you ready for a taste of the exotic?
We have a 24 Fat Quarter tower of “Jasmine” fabrics in an array of rainbow colors along with the 11 Fat Quarter “Jasmine Coordinates”, a collection of striking colors in linen to compliment.
Choose from four patterns: Jewels, Mythical Lanterns, Diamond Back, or Diamond Lane…..
"Jewels" quilt can be created from the "Jasmine 24FQ tower." Receive a free "Jewels" quilt pattern with the purchase of the fabric. (Available from Robert Kaufman)
"Mythical Lanterns" is a new quilt designed by Jen Carlton Bailley. This pattern also uses fat quarters.
(Free Pattern Download Also Available from Robert Kaufman)
The "Diamond Back" quilt can be created from the "Jasmine 24FQ tower and "Jasmine Coodinates" tower.
As a special surprise for all the creative quilters, parts of the “Jasmine” story is written on the selvedge of the fabric.
Now it’s time to treat yourself, take a minute, pour a cup of tea and enjoy the rest of the story of Jasmine…
...Jasmine signs and begins quietly, “On a long journey through the desert, a young camel met a snake, a magic snake that promised to grant the camel one solitary wish.”
Jasmine’s son immediately lay down next to his mother, eyes wide like saucers, “What happens? Tell me!” he whined.
“Shhh, listen child and I will tell you.” Jasmine scolded.
On a long trek, a young camel met a magic snake, his back awash with bright colors no ordinary snake would have.
“Camel, I need a ride across the desert, in return I will grant you one wish.”
The camel agreed and knelt down to let the snake slither into her pack. The camel, being young and somewhat foolish did not take long to come up with a wish. “I wish to have a grand adventure, one that will be famous and told for many years!”
The snake nodded his head in reply and closed his eyes, “It is done, camel.”
Somewhat disappointed that nothing happened, the impatient camel continued to walk on her path, growing more agitated with each step. She was so immersed in her own thoughts she didn’t notice a glowing oasis in the distance, one that wasn’t there before. The camel didn’t see the oasis until she was practically on top of it. Awe struck, she wondered what could possibly be the source of the colorful glow radiating from the center of a vast palm filled valley. She wove her way through the trees, following the glow that grew brighter in the approaching dusk.
At last the palms and vines opened up to a beautiful beach and expansive lake, larger than any the camel had ever seen. The source of the light was a large island. It was shaped perfectly, for an island, a massive hump erupting from the water. What was most extraordinary was that it was covered with colorful tiles, each one shining brilliantly.
The camel was drawn to the island and discovered she could easily wade out to it in the shallow water. Once she got closer she realized that the island was in fact an enormous turtle the largest she had ever seen. The turtle was crying, making the lake she wallowed in larger with each tear that dropped into the water.
Unafraid the camel spoke, “Turtle, why are you crying?”
Surprised to hear a voice the turtle immediately stopped crying and looked down at the small camel that had waded through her tears.
“Oh! Perhaps you can help me? I have been stuck here for so long. I’m mired down in the mud and cannot escape!” sniffed the turtle.
While the camel was young, she was very strong. She splashed her way behind the turtle and began to push with all of her might. The turtle strained to get out, lengthening her neck with every push. Slowly, the turtle began to inch forward, then with an earth shaking pop, she was free from the mud.
“Oh, thank you!” the turtle exclaimed.
“It was nothing.” shrugged the camel nonchalantly, like she saves giant glowing turtles every day. “Please take these jewels as a thank you for your kindness.”
The turtle gave the camel several small, shining, luminescent jewels. Having no where to put them, the camel held them gently in her mouth. Once they were stowed safely, it was only then that the turtle whispered to the camel that they were very valuable jewels, carrying a special power. The camel looked up in surprise only to find the giant oasis and the colorful turtle were gone.
“How strange!” thought the camel.
She almost thought she had imagined it all, but the jewels she held gently in her mouth told her it had happened. She plodded along on her journey coming to the edge of the desert near a drab, dusty town and the ocean shore.
The magic snake awoke, slithered from the camel’s pack, and took his leave as quietly as he had come. The camel, deep in thought of her adventure and what she would do with jewels, barely noticed the snake’s departure.
The camel entered the town, night had fallen and most of the town lay asleep. She lumbered up the lane illuminated by the occasional lantern, light dancing on the simple clay diamond tiles leading the way to the central market.
Suddenly, the camel stumbled, falling hard upon the ground. Gasping in pain, the camel opened her mouth and the jewels came tumbling out. They fell to the ground and disappeared. Angry with her herself for the loosing the magic jewels, the camel began to cry.
“What sort of adventure is this?” she thought.
One lonely tear fell onto the diamond tiles and hissed quietly away on the sun heated tile, still hot from the day. It was only then the plain, dusty tiles began to change. The camel scrambled to her feet and watched as the town changed from the dusty brown it had always been to an array of bright colors arranged in wonderful mosaics.
The town’s people awoke the next morning in shock, each coming up with fanciful theories of how the town became so colorful. The young camel smiled, she knew how it became that way.
The beauty of the tile work remains to this day, the modern tile makers create masterpieces with their painted tiles and mosaics using simple designs that become complicated by repetition.
Jasmine’s son let out a heavy sleepy sigh as he lay drifting off to sleep. He thought of the day when he would get to travel across the desert and perhaps meet a magic snake of his own. He slowly blinked his big dark eyes fringed by his long lashes and wondered out loud sleepily of what became of the young camel and her wonderful adventure.
Jasmine nuzzled her son lovingly and smiled to herself as she to drifted off to sleep.
* Story by: Megan Callahan ~ @wholalacrafts *