One day in 1995 my mom showed me how to cut fabric squares with a rotary cutter. This was the result. It is my first quilt.
Some may call it a potholder, but it is quilted, and one normally does not frame a potholder, does one? Even though I was uncertain about whether I liked the colors and placement, I DID frame it;) Today it is a reminder of how strongly I felt that this was something I wanted to do more. That I needed fabrics of my own, was also obvious.
I bought some fabrics, and not very much later I put them to good use in this pillow. As you can see it now needs restoration. It is my first - and only - pillow. I was so baffled by the fact that the stripes in the mitered corners made such a nice pattern, that I never thought I would be able to do it again. Silly - I could just have dropped the mitered corners the next time around. I think I will...
Thank you for your sweet comments about the flower applique and my daughter's embroidery - and for stopping by! Always.
tirsdag, februar 24, 2009
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tirsdag, februar 10, 2009
Can anyone longing for snow please come and pick up a bucket or two full of the white stuff. It will only cost a chat with a hostess with a running nose and a hot cup of tea. Anyone (question mark - this keyboard is falling apart) ... Yearning for spring to show up under all the whiteness - which is beautiful, but oh so cold.
On a different note - another project I want to work more on. It has been laying about for a long time. The blocks can be sewn togehter at any time, and then it will be finished. But I want to make more. Quilt as you go. What made me pick it up again, was the lovely images from the Tokyo International Great Quilt Festival, posted by bemused, moving hands and moonstitches. Just so inspiring! One day, Tokyo, January, me.
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