Almost two years ago I took my daughter-in-commonlaw to the local quilt store to select fabric. She chose batiks, not my favourite, and quite dark colours. It took some searching to find a pattern that I thought would showcase the fabric nicely. The quilt was completed some time ago, but I held off on posting pictures until I had the opportunity to give it.
The pattern is called ‘Keyhole’. It basically is a nine patch alternated with a solid square set on point. I backed it with a caramel flannel. The Quilty Guilt quilted it. J*** commented she had forgotten what the fabric was, but was pleased with the finished quilt. I was pleased that a couple days later she posted the following on her fb page.
“The beautiful quilt B’s mom made for me! I chose the fabrics when I was pregnant with A. and sort of forgot what they looked like. I was also caught off guard by my choice to go completely outside my comfort zone (blue, black, grey, but mostly blue). This turned out beautifully and obviously B. saw my vision because it’s absolutely perfect! :)”
I’m so glad she liked it.
I will place on his shoulder the key of the house of David; he shall open, and no one shall shut; he shall shut, and no one shall open.
A week or so before Christmas, Facebook threw a page I might like on my news feed. It was a quilting page, over five thousand members. Silly me, I liked the page and now see great quilt projects a dozen times daily. There are some beautiful quilt pictures posted that really get the creative juices flowing. Boxing Day a member posted the first step of a Mystery Quilt. I wasn’t really interested until people started posting pictures of their fabric selections, finished blocks and I went snooping around the quilt stash at the church. A confluence of temptations. Needless to say, I have completed the first step and cut the pieces for the second. And, wouldn’t you know it, my sewing machine decided it needs maintenance. Which sucks because the closest technician is an hour away. I just might have to take a road trip tomorrow.
The floral fabric is older. There were two 36″ bolts of it in the church stash. I have no other clues as to its age. The blue batik was something I had bought thinking it would work with another project I had already purchased fabric for. It didn’t. The white is a bit stark, a pale orange or pastle pink probably would have worked better for the light background, but both those colours are not prominent in my stash, I care for neither.
I think I presently have well over a dozen projects at various stages of production. Another one won’t make any difference!
Daniel 2:19 Then the mystery was revealed to Daniel in a vision of the night, and Daniel blessed the God of heaven.
My last order of fabric held an ‘oops’. I thought I had decided to forgo the batik jelly roll. I was seduced by a single fabric, I should know better. When it arrived I was a little surprised, and somewhat dismayed, what to do with it?!
At first I thought maybe I would just have a ‘horse race’ some day, sew the strips together as they came off the roll. Searching through my pattern books for another project, I came across French Braid Quilts and my dilema was solved. Here’s what’s planned. Not for the immediate future though, I have a couple, few, OKAY, a bunch of other projects to wrap up first.
In a double biography, an intertwined meditation, where the author is an anomalous third braid, sometimes visible, sometimes not, there are intriguing possibilities,~ Vikram Seth
I have way too many projects on the go at the moment. They are contributing, in part to the neglect this blog has received. I’ve been really busy, but then it is that time of year. Advent preparations at church, choir practice, budget planning for 2013, thinking about Christmas Eve services at two different churches in two different locations 50 minutes apart, Christmas shopping, baking, etc. etc. etc.
The project displayed is for my son’s girlfriend. She selected the fabrics and I searched and searched to find a pattern that would incorporated them in a pleasing way. It wasn’t easy, the fabrics were very similar to each other, lacking in contrast. I feel I made a good choice, the finished top turned out quite lovely. Even though I eliminated two rows and two columns from the pattern the finished top is too large for me to attempt quilting with my machine. Now I am trying to locate a long arm quilter that has an available appointment less than four months from now.
He has filled them with skill to do every sort of work done by an engraver or by a designer or by an embroiderer in blue and purple and scarlet yarns and fine twined linen, or by a weaver—by any sort of workman or skilled designer.